Monday, October 13, 2008

Life is a Cabaret

The infamous, "Carly's Bistro," where every night is a celebration and every happenstance is an event.

Stop in just about any night and you are likely to find either M, myself, or both.

There are no accidents, here, my friend - only a nexus of possibility embedded in each moment. 

Yes, life is truly a Cabaret, old chum. Just make sure you know which Act you're in when the curtain rises...

Is it singing and dancing?

Or Brown Shirts marching?



Sunday, October 12, 2008

Threatening Skies

For those who don't know, these two photos and the one atop my previous blog 
were provided compliments of Prance Link.

They were taken from his back porch just outside of Denver, during a 
storm this last summer. 

No flying monkeys were sighted. 

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Interesting Times

Did the mountain after work, Tuesday night, then got into my truck, tuned in the radio, and went down to Nashville.

True, Nashville ain't Knoxville (the only Tennessee city I'd normally visit)* but that night held precedence.

It was to be a battle of wits, twixt the Maverick and the Changeling, and I was morbidly compelled to observe.**

My subsequent synopsis? Pretty much the same old crap - you did  this and I did that - but the boys did seem to be a bit more focused than on previous occasion. 

Amazing how a crisis can do that. 

Following that line of logic, however, the two old gunfighters should be able to shoot the eye off a gnat come the next go 'round. 

The Dow's getting beat down like a red-haired step-child and the rest of the world is holding it's breath, waiting to see what happens next.

Like that old saying goes:
May you live in interesting times
*Yeah - Nashville has the Grand Ole Opry but I'd rather drop my genitals in a juicer. Knoxville, on the other hand, has that elusive, Austin-like mix of music and counterculture that's like a baby bear's bed - just right!
**Sorta like that horrible, bone splintering accident you can't avert your eyes from. 
***Photo by Prance Link a.k.a. Lance Mannion

Monday, October 06, 2008

Sunday, October 05, 2008

I'll tell you how the sun rose...

I'll tell you how the sun rose, --
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,*
To which I might add:

We watched and sipped red wine.

So, yeah, I'm feelin' kinda Dickinson today - not my normal choice of fare, true - but sometimes you just gotta stretch the limits.

Sorta like when Pat Boone put out that Metal album in the late 90's:


Well, it's kinda like that.

*"I'll tell you how the sun rose" - Emily Dickinson
pub. 1924
**Photos of the Westward Ho, above, were taken between sips of coffee from the balcony at our "beige condo" in downtown Phoenix, Az.
***The coffee mug was provided by none other than the late, great, Wallace P. Wold - who still lives on in our hearts.

M and the Red Lights

Friday, October 03, 2008

Palin Comparison

For those who didn't see last night's debate (unlikely, though that might be) Sara Palin offered strong rebuttal to those who had called for her resignation as a vice presidential candidate.

Strongly rebounding from a disastrous interview with Katie Couric, Palin gave the appearance of confidence and even some polish, especially in comparison with her former performance.

Armed with a like-ability, physical appeal and down-homesy charm (evidenced with phrases like, "say it ain't so, Joe!") this is one soccer mom/"maverick" who can definitely pack a political punch!

Unfortunately, the Couric interview is still in evidence (and readily available for viewing at but owing to the american public's proclivity for only the most up-to-date information, that earlier interview may just well fade from awareness.

Of course, if you haven't seen it, and would like to see our potential presidential potentate in action - just for a point of comparison, of course - you may want to click on the video below.


Thursday, October 02, 2008