August 9, 2011
I’m putting some notes down as I sit at Dulles airport waiting for my flight to Chicago to leave. This is mainly for me, but it’s also a teaser for you all.
- The Ice Bus
- Foreigners are the bane of expediance
- Free Wifi is only cool if it’s not WiCrap
- Every female college athlete from Illinios is on this flight
- Every family with ill behaved children from Illinios is on this flight
- Guess who I’ll end up sitting next to for the next two hours
- Do children come with indoor voices anymore or is that an outdated concept?
- Hey my flight’s delayed!
- IAD, consider cleaning the mensroom. Please. It’s like someone declared a poopy jihad in there.
- I’m going to trademark “poopy jihad”
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July 25, 2011
My brother and I have 42 eyes but cannot see.
Fortunes and poverty can be cast by we.
Often ignored until it’s all on the line.
In the hand of one, the fates of many combine.
What are we?
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July 18, 2011
A stealthy thief in the night,
I stalk my prey without a fight.
Taunt me and my weapons unleash.
Reward me, I’m still a growling beast.
What am I?
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July 16, 2011
The first PH.org Cast was mainly a trip down memory lane for me and some college friends. This is one that has new materials and will be the base I build the new show from. I don’t know whether or not it’ll get traction, but I’m trying it anyway. Still bugs to work out and such, but if you’re interested, here’s PH.org Cast #2.
PH.org Cast2
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July 13, 2011
Big apologies to everyone for the lack of content of late. It’s been a bit of a messed up July so far.
Firstly, I bruised my ribs and chipped some cartlidge being thrown forcefully into the corner of a wall. It hurt. It still hurts. Apparently it’ll take 30-45 days to heal and will feel lousy the whole time. Oddly, that’s the lesser of the double whammies that made my July what it is.
A good friend of mine died July 6th. His name was Larry Butts. (really it was!) Everyone called him LB. He’d been diagnosed with lung cancer a year ago. It was caught around stage 3 due to a tumor developing but LB did radiation/chemo.
In January of this year, he was diagnosed as being in remission. It was a big surprise that he went into remission due to the seriousness of his condition. It was a great day for a lot of people.
In May, LB broke the news that the tumor came back. And the cancer had spread as well. Stage 4. He began treatment immediately again. He chronicled his journey through cancer on a website. One of his last posts was:
“Well, the doctor told me that with the developments due to complications, if the new chemotherapy plan doesn’t work (meaning the tumors throughout my body do not shrink with the new chemicals used) he could say that I had about two months left to live.”
He died 5 days later.
I had know LB for about ten years if memory serves. I met him through my work with the folks in the local music scene in the Valley area. He was always around, singing, playing, creating drama. He and I traded e-mails quite a bit and talked about getting together and just hanging out, especially after his diagnosis. We’d do the things people do these days and something would come up or get in the way. We’d talked about doing some fireworks at my house for the 4th of July, he requested I get some mortars for him, which I did. I sent follow e-mails prior to the 4th but never heard back. Then I found out why.
LB was a good man, better than most. He was high maintenance but worth the effort. He’s a guy that I didn’t truly know how much he meant to me until he was gone. Alot of his friends are finding this out too.
I regret that I didn’t see him before he died.
If this post does nothing for me (or you) it’s to remember to spend time with people you care about now and not later. You never know when later doesn’t come.
“Had Brother’s Pizza! Watching episodes of Pawn Stars with mom. My new roommate.
I am the world’s most fortunate man!”
-LB, 5 days before his passing away.
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June 27, 2011
I fly through the air with the greatest of ease,
Or sit on the ground belching to please.
I’m massive or perhaps small until duty calls,
Then I get to work producing ewws and awws.
What am I?
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