You gotta land sooner or later

You can’t. Conversely of course if you think that you can well…you got it. Sometimes items from this list also appear on your bucket list and we stare at them as our own lights dim a great space left in the bookshelf of your mind where your book was supposed to rest. Yes, I’m guessing…

Everything works out in the end. If it hasn’t worked out? It’s not the end. The Early Years In the end this will be part biography and part fantasy. I recon that’s what everyone’s written story is. I’m writing this for a number of reasons. The first is that I am the first in my…

I live in the desert now and it is an odd landscape. Moon-like in places, but expansive and vast and barren in others. We went driving this afternoon with all the weekend recreators. They towed their boats and their trailers with all the mobile fun apparatus you can imagine. Hundreds. Thousands of them driving to…

Reading this title blind and trying to make any sense out of it is impossible. I mean, alchemy I can define, but what the fuck is a Mookie? My imagination strains to see some hominid swinging through the branches. “Hay Look! it’s a mookie!” a fabled creature? or something else? I must confess that I…

Life in real time is inside-out.It’s always waiting and waiting.Like finding a left sock in the drawerAnd pulling it right-side out. The socksits in the drawer longing to be made right.We sit at our screens in our underwearLonging to be made right. We confuse time with potential.And so we waste time.Still longing to be pulled…

HBO produced a miniseries on the Chernobyl disaster and I just finished watching it. I am sure that most viewers sat back with a reasoned approach and considered this historical artifact as something that happened long ago. Something that is now more lore than history. I have an image of 30′ somethings sitting on their…

I have stepped right up to the line of the abyss several times and wondered what lays beyond the veil. But each of these times are now in the rear view mirror and shit turned out OK. I’m still here. The sentiment of the title addresses determinism. it assumes that shit is “Supposed” to happen.…

Just like Forest Gump said: “Stupid is as stupid does”. A few months ago I put a sticky on my virtual desktop that said: “It’s easy to appreciate gifted, it’s tough to appreciate stupid”. It was written hastily while on a tirade over one thing or another. You see, gifted people are subject to tirades.…

Everything wears out. I think that is the law of entropy or some shit. More years ago than I care to remember. More years ago than I can actually remember, I ran away from home. It was all part of my exodus from Maryland and then my singular diaspora back to California when my shit…