Thursday, March 10, 2011


…i am sitting in Starbucks where the internet connectivity is strong but the conversations around me not so strong. they are weak, frail, teetering on vapid. Is that what my conversations resemble? i'll sound horrible saying this, but people talk about things that are very, very lame. men are the worst. it's stories about some guy at some high school who plays some sort of sport and some position at that sport and, oh but he's been injured, a torn achilles, so yeah, the coach is going to have to find some other kid…and did you see that husky game? the refs blew it. they missed the traveling call…blah blah blah Ginger. the ladies next to me are talking about the merits of goat milk verus cow milk. really. i'm serious. and and earlier there were scores of cops here and they went on and on about…wait for it….Charlie Sheen. to a person, they felt sorry for Charlie. they wanted Charlie to win! they spoke with little inflection, however, like lonesome grandmothers or men with overarching oedipus complexes in need of coddling.
maybe none of us really lead very interesting lives. certainly there's an inordinate amount of the mundane we must sift through and tote around on our backs.
i just wish there were more laughter at Starbucks. if people were laughing and chidren were giggling, it wouldn't matter hwy, what the catalyst had been for their laughter. laughter is the perfect caulking.

…I am going away for a few days, so this will likely be my last post until tuesday. I am going to try to do interesting things on my trip. I am going to try to see new shapes and invent new colors. I am going to laugh a lot, and learn and be a very good listener. I will tell you about it when I get back, provided it is interesting.

…here are some things I like on thursday.

Most of us miss out on life's big prizes. The Pulitzer. The Nobel.
Oscars. Tonys. Emmys. But we're all eligible for life's small
pleasures. A pat on the back. A kiss behind the ear. A four-pound
bass. A full moon. An empty parking space. A crackling fire. A great
meal. A glorious sunset. Hot soup. Cold beer.

-- Anonymous

"They had entered the stage of fact races where the protests of the body overrule the willingness of the mind." Tom Jordan

"Whatever you do will be very insignificant, but it is very important that you do it." Gandhi

"I've learned that you can tell a lot by a person by how (s)he handles these three things: rainy days, luggage and tangled Christmas tree lights." Maya Angelou

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart." Helen Keller

"Love has a hem to her garment that reaches to the very dust, it sweeps the stairs from the streets, and because it can, it must." Mother Teresa

"Letters are among the most significant memorial a person can leave behind." Johann Wolgang van Goethe

"The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use the words."
~ Philip K. Dick (How To Build A Universe That Doesn't Fall Apart Two Days Later, 1978)

"Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."
- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina, Book 1, Ch. 1

1 comment:

  1. Len, very nice to meet you at The Cell. I read "You" in PANK. Great story. I also enjoyed "The Launcher" quite a bit. I'm a big fan of Juked.

    My word verification for this comment was "clerslux." That really should be a word.