Posts Tagged ‘Eagles’

and when you’re lookin’ for your freedom, nobody seems to care, and you can’t find the door, no you can’t find it anywhere May 12, 2009 No Comments

day in the life – – 4 am wake up, pushups, lots of them, leg lifts, lots of them– out the door by 5, breakfast at 5.20– watch mavs for 30 minutes in chow hall at breakfast– work at six– tinker around with environmentals for a few hours– 10 oclock meeting– 10.45 tea with the […]

Beautiful Faces and Loud Empty Places, Look at the Way that We Live, Wastin’ Our Time on Cheap Talk and Wine, Left Us So Little To Give July 15, 2008 No Comments

I’ve been asked and told from time to time ‘what good is ‘identity blogging”? Taking a page out of your life, making it digestible to a to a global audience, even if only 15 people read it per day. What’s the use? Economies of scope, with yourself as the nucleus of the equation, an equation […]

42 Years to Write, 4 Minutes to sing April 3, 2008 No Comments

oh it seemed like a holy place, protected by amazing grace, and we would sing right out loud the things we could not say April 1, 2008 No Comments

“There is a good life right across this green field and each generation stares at it from afar.” That’s what John Mellencamp says on his album cover. Mom and Dad met a long time ago, they lived right across the street from each other. Age didn’t matter, dreams and ambitions for the most part were […]

Take Another Shot of Courage, Wonder why the Right Words Never Come, You Just get Numb April 18, 2006 No Comments

Toshi, you know I’m your buddy and all, but damn, you sure can’t handle your Mexican martini. We can’t forget the infamous night at Trudy’s, right buddy? And I won’t forget when you tried again a month ago @SXSW, this time at least you only drank 1/2 of 1/4 of this monster. Had to pop […]

Standin’ on A Corner In Winslow, Arizona July 15, 2005 1 Comment

Well here’s me looking very dorky standing on a corner in Winslow Arizona. The song is wrong, I didn’t see any fine sites such as a girl in a flat bed ford slowing down to take a look at me. Maybe I was at the wrong corner?