this is where i enter text

20080408

A Yoda Variation

"try not" to give what they need to get from you.

do give what you need to give for you.

more text?

20080407

today's challenge

opposite side

of everything.

(handedness, bags, phone ear, side of the couch, whatever else comes to mind)

more text?

I just realized

... that the reason I know who the host of Family Feud was

(Richard Dawson) is because of a line in a Wu-Tang song whose next line is:

"Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fuckin' head."

I've never seen Richard Dawson. Nor Fatal Flying Guillotine. But know I like RZA's style.

more text?

Today's Installment of the "bpos" Series

Hosted by the one and only (thank goodness) dusty rhodes

Is brought to you by our generous sponsors:

Blu & Exile's "The World Is... (Below the Heavens)"

and

John Fogerty's "Have You Ever Seen the Rain."

more text?

20080402

10today

If I had to chose immediately for me at this moment (4/1/08 9:55am):

I’ll Take Everything, James Blunt
You Don’t know what Love is (You Just Do What You’re Told), White Stripes
The World Is… (Below the Heavens), Blu & Exile
Dancin’ in the Rain, Blu & Exile
Lovin’ Cup, Rolling Stones
Most Likely You Go Your Way and I’ll Go Mine, Dylan
John Allyn Smith Sails, Okkervil River
Desecration Smile, Chili Peppers
Sunday Morning, k-os
Rock and Roll, Velvet Underground

more text?

20080401

I guess I'll file that under "Shit you already knew"

The White Stripes

Rock Hard.

more text?

April Fool

"[Mist] on the water, fire in the sky?"

The dusk slowly falls, people milling, the appearance of dus(t/k) over the water... dusk to dust. Sunrise to sunset. Set. GameMatch.

These fools running their hearts out. Dying slowly as they go. Conveying pain through their faces. Not just a little pain either.... Great searing pain that makes them want to quit. Not Joy borne of experience, but a wish that their experience was over.

Take time to craft your you. Instead of taking time to craft your job to pay someone else to craft your you. Your you is all you've got, nothing more than a blank tool waiting to be (re)purposed. A nothing. Until you make it something.

Running as the sun sets is not to be taken lightly. Instead, it is Joy. A vision of perfection is some sense. Run until you can't. Sprint it out. Let the energy free. Don't hold it in and weigh it, monitoring your heart rate. Listening to the beep. Your body is not a machine. Your body is what you want it to be. Treat it like a machine, give it the same thing over and over again and see that you'll need to under go repairs. Regular Maintenance from regular stress.

Attempt irregular maintenance after irregular stress.
Let your body heal itself, when able. If you listen, it will tell you what to do.. where to grow... what challenges to seek and how to recover from them.

There is something to following your Joy. Trying to find your Joy in every moment. There is an art to it. A Craft. It is something to learn and treasure. You're on a self-selected journey of a thousand thousand thousand steps... each step a journey unto itself. No matter how you choose to spend those steps, you will still take them all. Every last one. Which direction does your Joy lead you? To which Way? To which Craft?

"Hustle hard in any Hustle that you pick"

more text?

me

"He's just this guy, you know?"