Posts Tagged ‘stuff’

Boston Callinged

May 29, 2015

Went to Boston Calling on the weekend. What is Boston Calling? Only one of the better music festivals that our region has to offer, of course. It happens twice a year, once in the pre summer of May, and in September. Smack dab in the heart of Boston. A three day pass surely gives you the most bang for your buck. Easy to get to from the train, within walking distance of Quincy Market and several other popular Bostonian locales. Bring your water and your sunscreen, and your friends, and let the good times roll as it were. Dance your flippin’ heart out, see some of your favorite bands, and pick up a whole bunch of free shit along the way. This time the amazing headliners were Beck, Pixies, and My Morning Jacket, diversity enough right there if you ask me. Throw in some Tenacious D, Tove Lo, Marina and The Diamonds, Jason Isbell, The Lone Bellow, Tame Impala, St. Vincent, and Halsey, and you’ve got yourself a grand old time. Three days, lots of music, lots of free stuff, lots of fun, in Boston, what else do you need? And the September lineup is killer. Go Go Go!

Snow? What is this snow?

February 7, 2015

Come on Winter, we get it. You’re mad at us for moaning and groaning about you. But we love you we really do. Just bring up the temps a little and turn down the snow a bit, and we can part as friends. I’m serious here Winter, get your shit together! How many snow storms have we had already in the last ten days. Calm the fuck down!

The network is growing…

October 22, 2013

surely not by leaps and bounds, but by steps and steps and steps.  But like the old holiday special says, “put one foot in front of the other.”  And repeat.  What can go wrong?  Sure you’ll hit some snags along the way, but after hitting almost nothing but snags for the past while, it is a relief that there is finally some momentum behind the movement that I am building.  My eyes are open to the truth and the love and the opportunities blossoming in some of the surrounding communities.  The rediscovery of haunts in my college town, the bustling burg of Keene, New Hampshire, has made me more friends, acquaintances, and a great number of more open-minded free thinking individuals, within a month, then I have found in Brattleboro within the last year.  I think that’s saying something.  Brattleboro has sort of become a closed system with the exception of prominent night spot, Arkham and a few others.  Yeah business is bad everywhere and all that, but no bars have closed in Keene due to lack of community interest, and sure it’s a college town, but people also know that it may not seem like there’s much to do, but being an adult is about making your own fun instead of waiting for people to hand it to you or invite you out places.  My network: Eyes Open, Project Skybreak, Phoenix, End of The World, or whatever I decide to call it any given day, is on the rise, and maybe that day where we can turn this into the pure mixture of business and pleasure and create something truly incredible in this world is closer than I think.  Some new people and some long lost near and dear friends that have resurfaced really inspire me to get back on this train and deliver the goods.  I still don’t know how to convert this artsy fartsy, revolutionary dream into a business model, but that will come soon enough I’m sure.  

My thoughts

April 12, 2013

I see the way you hungrily eye my merchandise. 
Is this what it’s like to work in a strip joint?

I feel like a lamb to the slaughter,

Ironic since you’re buying things that are made to kill.

What happens to you and your millions of rounds

When your house catches fire?

“Thanks Obama. This is fucking America. Give me back my guns.”

They never took them away you fools. 

My rebuttal,

“Thanks Obama for being such a great scapegoat for

Gun nuts everywhere.”

Something must be done,

And if you realize that

And aren’t a psycho killer,

You have nothing to worry about,

Your guns are safe.

As safe as guns could possibly be that is.