February 26, 2010

Get on your pony and ride.


Yesterday I dusted off my bicycle and planned a joy ride. I made it from my home to Cook's Corner, and back again. It was so very sweet to make it, and I brought delicious grapes with me. I took La Paz down to Muirlands and after a short ride on Muirlands met up with Aliso Creek Trail. It is a nice paved bikeway that stretches over 12 miles of familiar areas, from Aliso wilderness park, all the way to cook's corner. I had not been on a real bicycle in a long time due to my arms being hurt all the damn time. I had been using the stationary for a while, so I was ready to roll. It really makes a huge difference to get out and see the ground move around you... To be in one place, and then another so quickly using only the power of my legs and a simple machine. I brought a camera, but took only one photograph which is included in this post. Today I am sore, but not in my legs... just my butt. I don't understand how riders use those tiny seats! Mine is a bit larger, and I have used duct tape to attach a few dish towels as padding, but it still kills after the first ride. I can ride every day once I get used to it, but I can't imagine getting used to a hard seat.

I will now conclude this post, since I have nothing very interesting to say.

February 25, 2010

The 25th of February

Some Stats:

-I have been completely sober for five months.
-I have been vegan for two years.
-I have been raw for one month.
-I have not had a cigarette for over two and a half years.
-I have been dead sick all my life.

February 24, 2010

Blog? Why not call it a write up on myself?

Can someone tell me briefly where the word "blog" comes from?

Dear reader,

I am going to give you the low down on myself for a moment in list form.

- looking for a job
- sticking to a raw vegan diet
- (trying to) play more music
- waking up in the morning
- exercising daily
- feeling better than before/less than great
- still yearning for more... especially a profound connection with the other beings
- currently reading Vonnegut short stories
- current musical obsessions: Van Dyke Parks - Song Cycle & Mayo Thompson - Corky's Debt to His Father
- looking for beauty in everything, mostly failing to really find it
- finding out that a real sense of necessity drives most everything
- I still just want to be a creative genius, and am always frustrated that I'm not
- I still know that I am a creative genius
- I still hate my own arrogance and would rather find a nice hole to crawl into most of the time.
- I don't like being summed up
- My accomplishments mean nothing to 7-11

I don't find this list to mean much, or to be accurate really. I guess I will keep trying to find myself... assuming that there is anything to find.