Taken in my backyard and then hit with some paint effect.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Lo Maximo 2011
Arriving at The J.W. Marriot...
Me and Joe...our second Maximo as colleagues...The spread was delicious...cheeses, breads, spreads, sweets...we had it all!
The Homegirls did "Smash It Up"!
Mental Health...
Me, posted...Solar, baby!
This was the dessert for $350...a mini of 4 desserts...it was actually delicious...
Just as last year, had to get a pic with Gee and Joe...2 of my main dawgs...
I partied after-hours with these two guys...lucky me.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
P-Dogs
P-Dogs: one of the best hot dog joints I ever been to. Located on the corner of Garfield and Century...well worth the drive wherever you are at.
Some shots of the inside: Real nice, clean joint.
I had the P-Dog...Deeeelicious! This thing was off the hook! Bomb, gotta have one on your first trip.
Then you can try the Pocho Dog, or the Phish Tacos, but remember...
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
An Addict's Song
How long will we sleep
uncomfortable
in our own skin?
Wearing woolen mittens wet
because we lack alternatives.
Why do we wait
so long
to live?
wasting time trying too hard
pretending we’re someone else’s playdough
ignoring ourselves in the process.
At eleven I was my best
at my worst
but never knew it:
climbing roofs
watching stars
searching the sky for love.
But on cross-legged Sundays
I wore someone else’s clothes
Then came the High School Masquerade
and suddenly simplicity
had left my side.
When can we finally
wear our real selves again?
Or do we ever really?
Maybe the answer is only found
in walking alone for a while
in falling down and weeping
in feeling your way through the darkness
of narrow choices:
corridors without a candle.
And when you come to know your truth;
When you finally decide to
stop hitching rides and
find your own
true way out of there…
Someone will always
pull up alongside
to offer you a lift
like a jump start to the soul:
Connected to them
you find new courage
to sound your voice.
Then you never think of
all the perfect comebacks
after the insults
because you never walk away
because you never bother to listen
in the first place
So you finally stop whispering
your own name.
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