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He moves like a statue and he sounds like an uncle that just woke up. It has to be Steven Wright. I was flipping through youtube videos when I came across his 1990 HBO special, Wicker Chairs and Gravity. I couldn’t stop laughing. Here’s a partial transcript of the one liners:
“I’m staying in an old hotel, they sent me a wakeup letter.”
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“One time I stayed in a hotel, the pool was on the 23rd floor… couldn’t believe how deep it was.”
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“I was walking home one day, I accidentally fell asleep in somebody’s
satellite dish. My dreams were showing up on TVs all over the world.”
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“One time I went fishing with Salvador Dali… he was using a dotted line… he caught every other fish.”
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“If you shoot a mime, should you use a silencer?”

Plug in a cable.
Flip a switch.
Push a button.
Check the audio levels.
In the simplest terms, this is how I make a podcast. Sometimes the editing process feels like I’m putting together a jigsaw puzzle, and when the computer slows down it feels like I’m watching a turtle race. Regardless of the metaphor, we are gaining ground and making headway on THE EPILOGUE CABIN. Here is a sneak preview of upcoming shows.

It’s been a really long time since I’ve hung out at Tapcade in KC. I used to go there mostly on Fridays to scratch my video game itch. Since Hoovie gave me an arcade machine, I’ve just been hanging out at home finding and playing new old games like Karate Champ (pic above). Actually the one that works on my machine is the Japanese version called Karate Dou. I don’t understand the audio, but I know when it’s time to fight. Last night I stayed up practicing my gut punches and roundhouse kicks until the antihistamines took hold.

Amy wore this cool t-shirt last week when she came in for her morning coffee. When I asked if I could take a picture of it, she was more than happy to stretch it out like a canvas painting. The four landmarks that I highlighted are just a few that I noticed right away. There’s more to the city than meets the eye. Amy was also the friend who helped me come up with the title for my 2019 KCRW Radio Race entry: THE BIG OOF.

“…shine on me.” Those are lyrics from a Blind Willie Johnson song recorded in the late 1920′s. Yesterday The Enduros played it in church. There’s something very satisfying about playing with a group of guys that are willing to jump off any musical cliff that our 5 piece collective is racing toward. Every once in awhile there’s a hiccup or a missed chord, but these guys aren’t chicken– they will stay in the car with me even when it’s in a free fall, and headed for the rocks. Here’s a little sample of our pre-service music– minus a death defying cliff hurdle.

Dinovember is here again. It’s the time of year when Refe & Susan Tuma wreck their home in the name of fun and creativity. In past years the Kansas City couple have photographed plastic dinosaurs around overturned cereal bowls and unwound toilet paper rolls. This year it looks like the dinosaurs are finally seeing consequences to their actions. Check out more cool pics on their website.

Skottie Young drew this version of Charlie Brown and posted it on instagram yesterday. He’s a professional cartoonist right here in KC! We were both at the Midland Theater to see John Cusack two weeks ago. He came up and said “hi!” after the Q&A session. It turns out that he’s a regular customer at Homer’s. Now we talk every time he comes in for coffee. Yesterday I found his website. This guy is super talented.

Get ready for a peek behind the curtain… most mornings my routine is:
1) Plug both phones into their chargers
2) Feed Max
3) Warm up coffee in the microwave
4) Look out the front door window with Max
5) Drink coffee & do the crossword
After taking a picture of the last list item on the list, an old Neil Sedaka song popped in to my head… only with different lyrics. This is what I heard.

Yesterday one of my dry humored friends was telling me about de-motivational posters that crack him up. They are the sort of posters that encourage someone to embrace mediocrity instead of aiming higher. While I agreed it was funny, I also thought it was depressing– so I nodded, smiled politely, and showed him InspiroBot images like the one above. He said “I don’t get it.” I tried to tell him that sometimes there’s nothing to “get,” there’s just some dissected random bits of inspiration juxtaposed to stock photos. I haven’t blogged about this since last winter. When the days get shorter and optimism get darker, I’d rather get weirder.

One month ago I posted that work is underway on my latest project, THE EPILOGUE CABIN. There’s no hammering, sawing, or cursing at the moment but three interviews have been recorded, three more guests have agreed to be on the show, and my living room is resembling a recording studio minus the ON AIR sign. The first show is expected to go up before Christmas.