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Your suit could tear, you could get a concussion, you could dislocate your shoulder, you could hurt someone else if you land wrong… BE CAREFUL!!!  These are the voices in my head.  Obsessing about potential dangers, injuries, and humiliations can suck all the fun out of life.  It’s the first day of March & soon the weather will be warm enough to splash next to a nun at the pool.  I pray for the courage and spontaneity to do just that.  Amen.

Goodbye potholes.
Goodbye chalky salted roads.
Goodbye homeless mice trying to keep warm in MY house.
Goodbye dripping faucet overnight so my pipes don’t freeze.
Goodbye arctic wind blowing through the cracks in the doors and windows.
Goodbye being too cold to stand by the gas pump so I climb back inside my truck while the tank fills.
Goodbye 4 feet of snow pushed aside by snow plows & covering the sidewalk that forces me to play chicken with cars and trucks in the street.
Goodbye February.

The kids on this album were recorded almost 50 years ago.  They were in grade school & I could have been one of them if I lived in Canada back then.  The honesty, longing, and earnest songs are amazing in my opinion.  I can even imagine my dad at the helm.  I know he enjoyed this kind of participation from his students.  You can click here to listen to and/or purchase Innocence & Despair.

Saw this on Bluesky…

Rodney felt safe because he had a helmet, but he had no idea how he was going to keep his balance on the motorcycle. How would he accelerate or steer or change gears?  These were valid questions for someone born without a body.  He was glad the motorcycle’s headlight was dimmed since he also lacked a tinted visor.

Space… it was the final frontier until artificial intelligence (AI) made it possible to mash up Star Trek, a diner, and cows… I wonder what it would look like if I included Batman and Ghandi… let’s see…

I hired a handyman & gave him a to-do list…
when I got home only items 1,3, and 5 got done…
turns out he only does odd jobs.

The TV stand, the ochre shades, the dim lighting– how did the past catch up to me?  I’ve either fallen asleep watching old MTV videos, or I’ve scrolled across someone’s AI creation online.  Oh yeah, a little ubiquitous thing called the internet makes time travel not only possible, but addictive if taken in too many doses… now I’m hungry for Doritos.  *sigh*

Last weekend I started constructing the 5th episode of Audio Flare Gun.  At the onset, all I knew for sure was that I wanted to piece some weird songs & sounds together from various artists.  I didn’t know if there would be a theme, direction, or method to the madness.  The first two contributors sent some great earthy material.  I’m still not sure where this show will land, but it definitely has a trajectory now.  There are some dots that I can connect to flesh out a sound constellation… stay tuned!

“Everybody is doing the best that they can, the best that is possible, the best that they know.”  This thought returns to me like a boomerang when someone is behaving in a way that I don’t think is best.  Just because I think something isn’t the way it’s supposed to be, doesn’t mean that’s the way it is– it (reality) is playing out like a vinyl record.  It has grooves that were made a long time before I showed up.