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the frequency of these posts are the joke unto themselves.

snow in cairo

rain in sf

the world is nuts.. or maybe we haven't been watching too long...

 and over analyzing our results.

when i meet someone new, the last recommendation i give will be this blog.

oh you've reached your end? join me

i guess this feeling of stranger danger to my own voice..could yield some results...sums and stuff...you know..

im at the age of committing legacy suicide...the acceptance that you can't necessarily wish yourself into importance.

but who or what is important

memory is like sand.....every beach has their own grind..and not because..

so i keep myself in isolation because it's what i know

i know what i practice

and i guess it's strange to put lipstick on this pig

isolation in crowded areas might as well be considered invisibility 

im not busy

so were balls deep into the holidays
and santa is about to blow his end of the year load
and i am going to add another tick on the second

thanksgiving was a blur thanks to a long lost new friend
lots of hotels and alcohol and learning about the northern bay communities..and the people who call them home.


what have you missed?

i can be me again
surfing. skating. drums and other limber or not activities

this will be my first week back to regular duties

maybe i wont be me for long.

i have a bicycle i ride to work everyday...neat, intriguing...challenging...lance armstrongs...its got it all..


i went to baja with too many other friends
it was cool, the water was not. the waves were unique
the drive was sick
i might just go there and be

my family is keeping busy on their pursuit of the attainable..i love them.

i surfed rincon for the first time...it was fun....better than baja...haha...

ive been playing the drums like a mad man, but a weekend warrior mad man.. and occasionally weeknights.

i also discovered a gem on thursdays where thomas pridgen plays for free...row....

anyway here are the things you didn't come here to see.

this new year should be an interesting one. i have a few sticks in the fire. and by all means i am ready.

  sick waves breaking out to sea!