Trying to Keep On

I'm narrowing my focus
I'm staring down the fairway
I'm taking vitamins

All the things I need to do to keep the vision in tact, I'm doing.

Today there was an Inservice at my work.  The she-boss/owner has been up to no good truth be told so it wasn't the greatest meeting. I'll save the details, but it was a crap way to start a freakin Sunday morning.

From there it got a lot better - took the dog for a hike and went to play basketball at a small park where I've spotted these two HUGE teenagers recently.  These two kids are 6'7" and 6'8" and 16 years old.  And they are out there every day practicing hoop.  I love it.  But what is kinda sucky for them is that they both SUCK really bad.  I mean they can't shoot the ball in a straight line - they are obviously growing into their bodies, so they look horribly erratic and spazzy, so what do you think happens?

All three times I've seen them out there, there is a different dude (strangers who just walk up) instructing them on how to spot up, how to position themselves, how to defend, how to rebound, how to box, how to drive the ball down low, how to do this and how to do that.... OMG.  It's really sick!  And the worst part is I know I have the key to these kids success.

Don't come to this park. 

Everyone wants to be their daddy/coach.... These kids got recruited to play at a local high school, so they are new to the area.  Everyone at the park knows them and talks about them during games like they just found the next Lou Alcindor and Bill Walton.  

Oh well - just goes with the territory being a pick-up basketball slut.

how you do ?

no time tonight for punctuation so i'm going to stream-of-mind this with little as it pertains to the rules of grammar. whats up? let's see, today was a day full o fun, fixed a template, helped a great artist friend of mine with her website-- poor old lady, in her 70s, barely knows how to email but i got her ass hooked up and now she's a pimpin' senior with a website that offers NO FLASH.

i'll link her one day.

after that it was off to work, and you know that was a blast.

walked the dog in there too and met a man who was very bitter about how california is probably doing nothing with all this rain water but "letting it all drift off into the ocean" so to not kill the water (selinization???) business. he had a cool ass dog, but still - he wouldn't stop even after i said "bye dude" a few times then had to turn my back and jump in my car. felt like i was talking to my mom.

today's photo also happens to be today's website pick of the day!

Interaction was the cure

My latest poem, along with over 50 other articles, can be read at Broowaha!

Click here to catch a glimpse.

Great tale about David Bowie at UFO Digest...

So this was a crap day. Why wouldn't a client cancel a session if he or she is sick? It is such a bummer and so wrong. Now I have a sore throat and generally feel like crap.

The things we do for money. I'd rather have three acres of herbs growing out back. That way all the business would come to me and there would be no paperwork to follow unless you count joint rolling.

Anyway, I'm gonna make this short, I have a link to a great David Bowie story you should check out. It's not a book - a 5 to 10 minute read at most, so go for it.
Originally titled: David Bowie, UFOs, Witchcraft, Cocaine and Paranoia

This is a brilliant story written last month by Timothy Beckley, a great UFOlogist in his own right.

Keith being Keith

There is inspiration everywhere and it's making me woosy

Yeah, so I found the Jen and Tonic has been blogging daily and it kinda woke me up.  It's been quite a few months since I've blogged blogged.  Yeah, I kinda went out and got some paying gig at Examiner, so what.  Then I got another spot - the LA Clipper's Examiner and I was like... yeah, so what.

I made a few bucks and yeah, I love the worst franchise in the history of sports for the last 20 years and YEAH I write stories almost weekly for classes I take and YEAH YEAH YEAH I still blog with my sister, AND oh YEAH, I still have a blog sitting in wait that has 100s of posts attached and OHHHHH YEAH (ok this is getting lame...)

It isn't like I'm not writing, but none of that shit has the soul as does the personal blog.

None so satisfying.

Nowhere will you find bashes on the assholes at Broowaha - the real inside scoop....

except in my personal ranting notebook of filth and danger!

NOWHERE

and there's more... oh so much more and my fingers are already rolling off the keyboard in delight.

Jen and Tonic, I don't know what kind  - a - funk you found in the forests of Oregon, but it's stinky and poisonous and you got some on me you freak.

My goal is to keep a running tally of things going on day-in and day-out.

But I'm kinda tough to keep happy when it comes to templates. Probably just interested in tinkering and I will try to do some of that on here.

Ready, set, GO.