It was my sister Corinne's birthday on the 23rd. Sorry about missing that Corinne. I do things like that.
I've been told to start a blog, I swear that's the only reason. Some people MySpace, I don't. I have nothing against it, I just don't like people that much. I was once part of Friendster, and I surfed that wave right into the rocks. I can't do it again.
Worse case scenario, I look back in 80 years and don't remember any of this.
One thing that bothers me about sportwriters is one word sentences, especially at the end of an article, but really everywhere. The internet revolution gave them them this unlimited tableau, and all they can think up is, "Let's emphasize this thought with bad grammar!"
I didn't really do anything that I can report yet today. Oh, there's lots cookin' for sure, but I have to get home to the missus at some point tonight or my ass is grass and she'll have turf toe. Plus, I'm at the point in life where letting everything out is counterproductive. I have to hold it all in until it's so big it forces itself own way out. "Hey, mom, I'm moving to the Netherlands next month!" I do stuff like that. One try - I blurted it out once and it was so. When I was 22, it took me 4 tries over 6 months to figure out that getting in your car and driving to the west coast involves more than saying "I'm gonna get in my car and drive to the West Coast." It requires, for instance, a car.
I will end this with some quotes. Why? Because I just looked up a ton of quotes for the title of this blog, and even though Hunter won, there were some close runners up.
My favorite (well, everyone's favorite) F&L quote, of course:
"It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Era — the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run... but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant...History is hard to know, because of all the hired bullshit, but even without being sure of 'history' it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the time — and which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happenedMy central memory of that time seems to hang on one or five or maybe forty nights — or very early mornings — when I left the Fillmore half-crazy and, instead of going home, aimed the big 650 Lightning across the Bay Bridge at a hundred miles an hour... booming through the Treasure Island tunnel at the lights of Oakland and Berkeley and Richmond, not quite sure which turnoff to take when I got to the other end... but being absolutely certain that no matter which way I went I would come to a place where people were just as high and wild as I was: no doubt at all about that...There was madness in any direction, at any hour. If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or La Honda... You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning...And that, I think, was the handle — that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn't need that. Our energy would simply PREVAIL. There was no point in fighting — on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave...So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark — that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back. "
The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is comprehensible. - Albert Einstein
The program for this evening
is not new. You have seen
This entertainment thru & thru.
You've seen your birth, your
life & death; you might recall
all of the rest — (did you
have a good world when you
died?) — enough to base
a movie on?
- Jim Morrison
Life is a short, warm moment
And death is a long cold rest.
- Roger Waters
The death of one man is a tragedy, the death of millions is a statistic. - Josef Stalin
Never tell people how to do things. Tell them what to do, and they will surprise you with their ingenuity. - George Patton
Magnificent desolation. - Buzz Aldrin
Well, that's a nice short list and I'll keep it that way. I kept some of the really good ones for future blog titles. I'm not really the type of person to keep my blog title the same for very long. Kolb would call me a "diverger."