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Bikini Days

Tranquility

Kona

The Good Life…

Pace is quickening. Blurred through four/five days in Kona. Tense times on the windward side of the island near the volcano filled the radio and papers with news of eruptions. Visibility was down because of the haze in the air from the eruptions two hours south and west of us. Seismic activity occurred prior to our arrival.

We encamped along the western shores in the south side of Kailua-Kona. We did two beach feasts slathered in sunscreen sheltering beneath parasols. We bodysurfed, ate succulent noshes and drank water. We only regarded the cookies. No sunscreen- plenty of cookies- and lots of beer- is now way too old school and irresponsible behavior for repentant post carnivorous recently converted vegans. The salami fans in the family are crestfallen.

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My Recommendation is you drink your coffee here for all eternity

We took our walks early. Best was into a shaded cool fern forest up at about 6000’. We could hike more but with the heat timing is everything.

The youngest in our family are blissfully foolish and the elders delightful denialist’s. We come from a hardheaded stock. The elephants in the room are ignored while instead we spoil the demure and timid Chihuahua’s lounging in our sofa pits.

The facts of life come dressed in bathing suits. Youth looks great in a bikini. Men would kill to remain fetching in their Speedo but beer and time do not much help matters. Lifespans could be accommodated to fix this shortcoming but by my eye we’d mostly all be dead by 30 but for a genetically gifted handful.

Once upon a time all that mattered was enjoying time near bikini clad beachgoers. Now I am expected to not enjoy my time on the beach with quite so much enthusiasm. More sunscreen, shade and water. Less beer, salami and cookies. I’m doing my best, and that’s being honest with you, would someone hand me my sunglasses…?

As ever buy a book, book a show. It is always the most clever moment…

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May 1, ’18 First of May

Wind and Wave

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Shoreline

We are sailing from San Francisco Bay to the Channel Islands this summer. Aside from working on the to-do list and planning is to take pause from preparations and spend time reading Bernard Moitessier. The French-Vietnamese circumnavigator’s maritime narrative reads as lyric verse and Farmers Almanac guidance.

Clutter can accumulate within the mind while preparing a sailboat. In this modern era there is the risk of having too much equipment. Electronic navigation has radically changed the task of keeping an accurate course and position. Automatic Identification System-allows two vessels to view the others information while approaching and take evasive action or as needed to hail by VHF radio. Add the weather satellites and telemetry from the ocean buoys being caught offshore in an unexpected gale is much less common now than in earlier times.

Moitessier reads more as an example in how to exercise judgement. He nudges less seasoned mariners to unloading expectations, Turn the keys to your life over to the seas rhythm and wavelength. Be with the wind and the waves. Listen to the music of the bow wake. Technology can veil the visceral, anxiety can turn attentions inward, the long list of things you didn’t get done before shoving off can distract.

Sweet Seas

We untether from a land based time and begin living on that other scale on the inner clock. Nothing much happens when sailing resembling the pace of the modern world. You become acquainted with the pace and rhythm of the clear and present. Here and now with hundreds of miles ahead asks the voyager to get comfortable in their own bones. Impatience, the odd pace of life at sea, unrealistic expectations will contaminate the mind and fog the lens of judgement. Exercising untainted judgement is the highest form of voyaging art. The best decisions determine whether you and your boat will both live to tell.

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Buy a book, book a show, and be sure to come back for no good reason other than to have a look-see. I’m right here mate.

April 25, ’18 On a Good Nights Sleep

Getting Horizontal

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Portlights, Polka Dots, Pillows and Moonbeams

A bed that moves matters to those with gypsy blood and wanderlust on the mind. Favorite pillows, king size or satin sheets matter not one whit. What you want from the place you sleep is for that nocturnal preserve to be your best bet for a cheap nights rest. Price is important. You don’t want to be riled up prior to the sleeping to be disturbed by gouging or steep prices you’ll never forgive yourself being forced to pay.

My wife is the empress connoisseur of fresh air. Two portholes from where air may flow into the rear cabin deliver to her specification. Mostly it is quiet here. Early mornings seabirds can moan and cry about one thing or another. We are convinced their frustrations authentic and bless their squawking.

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What Sleeping Around Looks Like

I prefer to fall off reading where my wife favors a hard break. Going cold turkey she’ll brush her teeth, hop on into bed then just fall on off as her mind shuts down and sleep comes. Reading- as I prefer- is only forgivable on account of the marriage being vowed and our bond unbreakable. Were we not mated for life the fierce little lady would toss her bunkmate into a fire like a piece of scrap wood for bollocksing up her falling away at the end of the day in peace.

In the harbor sleeping is a near always worry free affair. When anchored out things can take a turn by wind or tide and require the vigilant captain keep watch through the night in the event that natures vicissitudes visit and  make mischief. Anchors drag, lines break, chains snap and boats end up on the hard, beached or worse. You may fall asleep in a dead calm and wake in the dark to howling winds threatening you and your crew in ways that are inconceivably harrowing.

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Rocking Gentle into the Good Night

People are inclined by passion to all manner of unwholesomeness. Even when asleep most all of us can still be prone to error and make one or two. In my childhood and while exercising my adolescent privilege to the extreme I denied this truth. Sleeping without error is merely our way of tricking our waking selves seeing sleep as chance. Eventually no matter how you work the notion around inside your head there comes a point where you just have to give into the demon sleep. You may round up your remorsefulness come daybreak. Wait until you’ve had your coffee. Those ready for you to take the blame I’m betting will be distracted by their smartphones and what happens next is there is frequently no account to be held. You cannot ask for a better nights rest with a day getting off to a fresh new start without having to apologize for something you didn’t do. This is the beauty found in the human condition.

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April 23,’18 Little Bird Love

Life through the Eyes of a Child

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I have this audacious gut instinct that our teachers across our country are forcing us to use our brains for their intended purpose. Like for one “think” about our most precious renewable natural abundant resource. For what seems like my entire lifetime we went wobbly on aiming our geostrategic sociologically vital insight about the truth of how the world works. And the way it works is that our children hold the key to our future. Got that pilgrim? Our kids count for everything.

Located inside the heads of these odd little replacement parts that are coming up to take over where we left off are these sentient creatures. This generations best and brightest have sitting atop their heads a brain. This is basically our meal ticket, insurance policy and device we’ll use to extract our buttocks from the stinking mess we find ourselves cornered in.

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Handing this Mini-Mighty a Chance

My belief system is fully engaged. My bias tuner dialed to full volume to drown out the nincompoops trying to sell me a toupee or sheep’s clothing. We want nothing to do with a society that doesn’t invest in its future. We want everything to do with a tomorrow filled with the most skilled and talented munchkins we can conjure up via the greatest conveyor belt to a better world known to man—- it’s called an education.

Simple enough right? Educate the kids, fix the climate, turn down the volume on stupid and turn up the sound knob on smart. If you don’t have the time- not to worry- our teachers do. I know some underpaid educators who can’t wait to do the most important work our nation can ask of her citizens. Having a family is not enough. We have to love our children—all of our children. We show that love when we support an increase in teachers take home pay.

 

Buy a book, book a show. Either way I promise you I’ll make you laugh. That’s my job

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April 17,’18 Empire on Respirator

Bring Me a Bigger Wind Bag

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Getting it all wrong

As every new day in this era now includes a dose of obscenity blended with a good dollop of hypocrisy there was otherwise nothing out of the ordinary. Just your typical day. Heroic street magician turned television star Harry Anderson bites the dust at a youthful 65 years of age. Needn’t remind any of you that we are all mere mortals unless while you’ve been enjoying life you’ve also been exercising your right to denial and with any luck a crap lawyer has been keeping you out of trouble in spite of their being deep in in bed with the not so friendly Feds.

We live in the era of where All Empire goes into death throes.

Then with  collective gasp an entire courtroom in NYC shoots astonishment through their nostrils simultaneously. Really sad to see the plotting masterpiece Citizen Kane being eclipsed by the male fueled bimbo eruptions of not so untouchable delusionals.

My wife is ever disciplined, withholding judgement, giving every benefit of the doubt to the caught red-handed. Me, I’m more vindictive and prefer rushing to conclusions. I really don’t need more time I need a more speedy trial.

And for sheer majesty of paradox there was no more esteemable moment in recent times than Stormy Daniels addressing the assembled media horde:

“Hi everyone. So for years, Mr. Cohen has acted like he is above the law, he has considered himself and openly referred to himself as Mr. Trump’s fixer. He has played by a different set of rules or should we say no rules at all. He has never thought that the little man, or especially women or even more women like me, matter. That ends now. My attorney and I are committed to making sure that everyone finds out the truth and facts of what happened and I give my word that we will not rest until that happens. Thank you very much.”

Our history grows more revealing by the day.

Buy a book, book a show… you’ll be well served by either choice. And remember life is a comedy, it has to be a comedy, otherwise why would we all be laughing now that we know how the story ends?

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April 12, ’18 Summer Reading Self-Esteem

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She’s Got it in Spades…

Friends of the Library raise funds all year long in support of the summer reading programs. They are selfless citizens dedicated to the proposition that the most precious natural resource is life! Sort of  love life locally but think globally… These peeps wear glasses and have books on their coffee tables.

Aside from the juggling and comedy my show is really about infusing my young readers with a sense of self esteem. Inner self confidence is a construction project. We don’t come ready made with very much of this appreciation in our own abilities. We need to have an elder guide us to the location of this cultivated inner resource.

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Having the Heart to Try

I use volunteers to accomplish all manner of amazing tasks. Most of the children succeed, some struggle but learn right in front of an audience, and the biggest gift is the look of determination on their faces as they risk trying.

No admission charge the summer reading program is aimed at creating a safe, non-commercial- free to the public event where parents and children, friends and neighbors, librarians and volunteers can gather for the important purpose of building a more resilient community.

So I do take offense at politicians too mightily focused on tax cuts. I am one of the many who believe our children are a future worthy of investing in. We want our employers to have access to the brightest, best educated, most self confident college graduates our country can create.

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True Grit Uncovered

Go see a show this summer. Support your summer reading program. Sell a cupcake and give the proceeds to your library. Read a book. Volunteer to help children learn how to read. Be sure to be enthusiastic about these little new people. Encourage them. Tell them how good they are. Our kindness and helping hand up might well be one of the single best ways we preserve our freedoms and protect our liberties. We give without limit. Love and kindness is infinite. You’ll see your generosity shining back in the eyes of the children looking up to you.

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Audience Bestowing Honor Upon our Little Risk-Taker

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April 10th, ’18 Headwaters

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Where Spirits Go to Fly

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Tideline

Much preparation is underway in readying our boat to sail from San Francisco to Santa Catalina Island. I’m working on acquiring a second anchor. Type, size, shackle, chain, rode and large bucket to stow the gear in is in process. Anchoring a boat requires skill. Next to going somewhere being able to set your hook into the ocean floor is right up there on the to do list.

I’ve carved most of the summer to make this round-trip voyage. From the middle of July to the middle of September we will be sailing. I’ve never been to Catalina during prime time, peak season. I am ever the busy busker seeking to know more about my California kind and how my kind behaves when the days are long and dusk is a straggler.

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Sunset in Living Color

In the present there are shows to do, writing to get done, circus workshops to teach between now and when we shove off. There remains much on the plate with life not offering a momentary lapse to flirt with a standstill.

For hijinks I’m reading about the expedition and discovery of the source of the headwaters of the Nile River. The source waters eluded discovery and somewhat stubbornly were finally located in the latter nineteenth century.

Like consciousness it is always easier to witness the phenomenon of thought even if you are left to wonder from where our river of thought begins? When the headwaters to my mind can be plausibly located and convincingly explained, until those mysterious temporal coordinates are precisely set down, I will wait in the camp of those who seriously question whether this precise location will ever be found.

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Heart Counting on Change

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April Sixth, ’18 Fire for Everyone and Everything

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Trial by Fire

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Once out touring I soon discovered the pleasure of soaking at the wide array of hot springs. In the Kootenay’s of British Columbia my friends Max and Virginia had a wood fired sauna. The Doukhobors settled the Slocan Valley and first of firsts was building a sauna. Wood fired, buried in river rock, and generous buckets of water tossed atop allowed a hard working soul useful heat and steam that they could use for purposes of easing aches and scrubbing skin clean. I built my own sauna in Camp Verde, Arizona.

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Hot water for the two hot dogs in Key West

About the same time I’d come to be friends with locals who had grown up barbecuing with mesquite. Once you’ve been down this road you’ll be hard pressed to take any other.

Now a good outdoor earthen oven is in our future. We’ll bake breads, pies and pizzas. Fire roasted vegetables can be cooked to a fine delectability. Once the oven cools we’ll dry fresh sliced fruits and vegetables and store in jars for use in salads on days we won’t be building a fire.

We’re both passionate about the flavors found in foods cooked by wood fire. So this is our way of expanding our menu and making cooking an adventure. A lot of our journey is being taken up with expanding what we prepare to eat. We can surf around to specialty food suppliers and buy anything we might want.

It’s Friday and we’re battening down for our pineapple express, fixing some hibiscus tea, turning a few pages to our favorite hard bounds notching our idle time while waiting for the sunny breaks, news dumps and other politically inspired bimbo eruptions.

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Sincerely yours

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April 5th,’18 Blue Corn Blue Vegan Shoes

Starting Here Starting Now

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You’ve Got to Look Into Things

There is a connection between a street show and eating a whole food plant based meal. You can eat more, better, new or same. Like many of you I’ve too often picked same. The ruts to the Oregon Trail and my dietary habits look like impossible to surgically separate Siamese twins.

I’m trying to do what I can to maintain my health. Whiskey, Marlboros and jumbo sized banana splits are off my preferred list. Replacing these finer things from another era are kale, arugula and hibiscus tea.

That will take the comedy right out of the entire stinking tragic mess called life faster than getting eighty-sixed from Joe’s Spic and Span Café in Salt Lake City, Utah because there isn’t nothing you can eat— unless you can tolerate heaps of salt, sugar and saturated fat without needing to go immediately to the emergency room due to the signs of malaise being exhibited by your flagging spirits and low pulse.

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Pretty as a Peacock

Eating can be an exploration. If you can find it in the corner 7-11 then put that on the list of things you will not eat and put all things you can’t find in those isles on the list of things you can. That’s simple enough.

So for starters how about some blue corn tortillas? Better still how about growing a crop up in the Navajo Nation? A simple rule of thumb goes like this: if it is a plant and darker in color it is likely more nutritious. So, is blue corn got that hot little better for you going for it?—-  “Researchers found blue corn tortillas contain 20% more protein than their white corn counterparts. They also have less starch and a lower glycemic index (GI), which may be good news for humankind.”

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Plain as Day Rumpled as an Afternoon

I’m going to go out on the limb of a cornstalk and just state flat out that blue corn’s better in every kind of way for you than that pale to bright yellow corn we toss to hogs and fatten cattle with.

Tomorrow we’ll delve into the virtues of earthen ovens ancient indigenous man used for fire roasting food. Appears the Anasazi were eating pepper and goat cheese encrusted pizza several hundreds of years before Elvis first shook his hips with such licentiousness that all the women in my family fell strangely silent, sad, lonely and ultimately hungry for things I didn’t know even existed. That’s tomorrow… come on back to this crackling fire of a tall tale you hounds for peace, freedom and hot almond milk lattes.

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