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art by: effbomb I’m sitting in the car waiting for AAA to show up. No. I am not mechanically inclined. I feel those who are, are cool. I never quite learned those skills growing up. The car skills that I did learn, I don’t want to use, because I would end up greasy and I’m not dressed properly for it. My car has decided it doesn’t want to start. I believe it… Read More
I’m sitting in Kona, in Target, at the Starbucks coffee shop. Leise had shopping to do and I had some paperwork to finish. Asking if they serve Kona coffee here in Kona and being sadly disappointed, I ordered a coffee anyway. Just in case it sucks I order a small. Literally, my thinking was if it sucks I can always find a good cup of joe just about anywhere within spitting distance…… Read More
I recently purchased a man-bag for my iPad. It is very handsome and is not a murse (man-purse). It is not large enough to be called a satchel. It is appropriately called a messenger bag. It is just a little larger then my iPad. The bag is just large enough to fit my basic necessities. I will discuss what goes into a man’s man-bag at a later date. That is a different… Read More
There are daze that I think about writing and I stare at my iPad. Daze like today. I purposefully use the spelling d-a-z-e instead of d-a-y-s, because that is what I feel. I feel I am in a daze, trying to think of something witty to say. Maybe something empowering. Maybe something great or lofty. Then my brain starts to hurt so I stop thinking. Like right now…. Then all of a… Read More
When we first discovered Waimea we reveled at the cows calling to each other on Buster Brown Hill. Neither my wife nor I grew up around farms. We are both “city folk.” For example, we are awed by the beauty and majesty of the horses at Parker Ranch. We know they will come around to the fence line at sunset where we can watch them, pet them, and relax in the presence… Read More
Belly full. Brain slow. Eyes heavy. Thinking no. That was my version of poetry. Actually we just finished a film shoot and we really enjoy a good buffet, so off to the Marriott’s buffet we go. Sometimes we eat too much and the words start to come. If there is a flicker of humor or brilliance wrapped around those words they might become poetry or a song if truly inspired. Today just… Read More
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