Game Time

Just for fun, a series of shots taken from the school behind my place in Tacoma.

Coming Out as an Ally

I'm going to go on the record here and now and just lay it all out there - I am an ally.  I am proud to be an ally, and to speak up as a straight voice for the fair and equal treatment of my fellow LGBT citizens.

I don't know if anybody who knows me and reads this blog will be upset at this revelation.  Frankly, I don't really care.  Anyone worth having in my life will respect my feelings on this, and anyone close to me will almost certainly feel the same way.

Why is this so important to me to go on the record when I don't have a dog in this fight?

It's simple:

• I'm a patriot who believes in the constitutional right to equality for all Americans
• I am pro-love
• I respect and admire the bravery and courage of those who have to fight each and every day to be treated with decency and respect instead of prejudice and hate
• I ache for anyone who has been bullied, injured, cast out, rejected, and mistreated just for being who they are
• I couldn't live with myself if I were any other way

I'll never know what it's like to be the victim of gay-bashing, or job discrimination on the basis of my sexuality.  I'll never know what it's like to be rejected by my own parents because of who I fall in love with.  I am of two minds about this, because I'm grateful that I will never experience this, and yet knowing that others have breaks my heart.

I think it's important to continue speaking out as long as discrimination takes place around me.  You can't think that it won't affect you just because you're white, straight, Christian, etc... the truth is that as long as we as a community tolerate hatred and bigotry from anybody, we allow our humanity to be diminished.

As humans, we must not allow that to happen.

I won't allow it to happen.

You Leave Me

You leave me
gentle weak.
You lay me open
with your essence
I willingly submit
to delicious torture.
I can’t hide myself
from you, my love.

You leave me
diamond strong.
I can do anything
with you in my corner.
I gladly give
pieces of me
to fill your spaces.
Everything I give you
leaves me with more.

Another Toe In The Ocean

I always find it incredible how different beaches can be along the same coastline.  I grew up with rocky beaches that were covered in logs, barnacles, crabs, and branches - completely unsuitable for sunbathing.  I now live alongside beaches so pristine and perfect that you can often find them in movies (really).

For fun today, here are a bunch of photos I have taken over the years of the Pacific Ocean from all parts of the west coast:

Read the Comments

I just read my favorite comment in a long time, and I think I need to make this into a t-shirt:

"Hey, the only way for anyone, man or woman, to influence anything in history is to give no fucks whatsoever. Like, see that dot in the distance? That's the fuck you almost gave. Goodbye fuck.

Now everyone go out and make some fucking history."
- Kimberly Lewis

Source

Road Raging For The Fun of It

I get a little road-ragey - it's true.  Who doesn't?  I usually try to temper my rage with humor when I can because I don't like the sensation of being angry.  This means shouting out random and weird things to drivers I see who I think are being kinda dumb.  An example of what I might randomly yell:

• "Swerving at me repeatedly does not count as a turn signal, you moron"
• "If the lane you're driving next to is averaging 20 MPH, and the lane you're IN is averaging 50 MPH, you drive FIFTY MPH!  You do not go 20 MPH, or some apologetic average of the two.  Jesus."
• "HEY!  Did you notice how everyone in front of you is 15 miles away?  That's because you DON'T KNOW WHAT THE F- YOU'RE DOING!  MOVE IT!"
• "Yeah, I see you there trying to cut off an entire lane of cars because you don't know how to merge.  Maybe the freeway isn't FOR you."
• "Nice Mercedes.  Be a shame if I didn't hit my brakes, and just let you dent it off of my front bumper instead, jackass."

Just for fun, and to share a little something about myself, here are some basic rule of my road-space:

1. I know what I'm doing.  If you don't know what you're doing, I'm not waiting around for you to figure it out.
2. If you are trying to get across 3 lanes of traffic because you were in the far left lane and now you need to turn right, then you weren't paying attention, and now you don't get to be in front of me.
3. Get off your phone.  GET OFF YOUR PHONE.
4. I am a better driver than you are.  Get out of my way.
5. If you do something utterly stupid, be prepared.  I can hold this horn down for a lonnnnnnng time.

(Warning - NSFW)

Don't Judge

I think the important message of the day - don't judge people on the basis of their looks, or religion - or just don't judge period.  It's not really that difficult to not do something, and you don't get anything out of the act of doing it (except perhaps for some disturbing sense of superiority), so why bother?

I think these videos serve as a good reminder to be the best you possible, and keep trying to make the world a better and more enlightened place.  The last one I put there just to show an example of how you don't always know what you're seeing after just one look.

Low Desert Punk

I have a really fine night with my beloved last night listening to Internet radio.  I have to just say, I am thrilled beyond description to live in a time when anything I want to hear or see can be mine from the comfort of my swivel chair.  Yesterday we took a listen to "Fatso Jetson Radio," and a number of pretty terrific songs came up.

Fatso Jetson:



Among the list of music served up were a number of 'stoner rock' bands from around the world, including Sweden and Argentina.  Here are some videos from the bands we were enjoying:

Queens Of The Stone Age:




Dozer:




Los Natas:




Hermano:




Kyuss:




Greenleaf:

Snow Dog

It's hard to track smells
when the ground is covered up
I still leave my mark

Unwanted Attention

How dare I speak
my heart to you?
You offer me joy
I don’t want.
I’m safer
when you don’t know me.
I wish
you would leave.

Telling you
would injure you.
My words would score
so deep,
so very deep.
You would bleed
tears
heartbreak
despair
all over the carpet.
I would always
be faced with
the evidence
of my crime.

I don’t have the lust,
the will,
the strength,
to damage you.
You don’t deserve it.
You haven't earned it.
Your only crime
was offering hope
to the hopeless.

I Read The News Today, Oh Boy.

I have decided that I am more or less done reading the news.  It is unbelievably morbid and depressing, and the important parts seem to be missing.

I think instead I'm going to Google "random acts of kindness" from time to time and give myself a warm fuzzy.  Here's one to start us off:

Avalon

Some scenes are straight out of a dream, like this foggy island off the coast of Maine.  I was there, so I know it's just a dirty rock in the ocean, but from here you can almost believe it's a fairy tale.

Symphony

Your love conducts my symphony.

Your words are the vibration
along my cello spine;
the warm breath upon the flute
that brings my mouth to life;
the thundering drum
that is my heartbeat.

You are the song in me.

Being Foody

Zak and I share a number of things in common, which is why we're so compatible.  One of the things we really enjoy is the experience of unique and delicious cuisine.  Apart from the fact that we could both easily eat an entire ocean of sushi, love a really well prepared burger and are not afraid to try new flavors on it, we also have a shared interest in regional foods.

Sometimes we'll spend a whole afternoon watching online cooking shows about the flavors of a culture, which is all the more interesting when we find locations where we previously knew little or nothing about their local dishes.  Here are a few examples of dishes we have seen recently that we are VERY interested in trying out:

Bunny Chow - South Africa

This delectable portable soup and sandwich looking thing is a street food found in Durban, South Africa. It's a hollowed out half-loaf filled with your choice of meat and curry, and I want to try them all. Here is a recipe for it, in case you can't make it to South Africa any time soon:

Smørrebrød - Denmark

Ah, the land of my ancestors - Denmark. Home of the fish and egg and rye creations that will comfort you through the coldest and darkest of winter. Some recipe suggestions for your dining pleasure: 

Spaghetti Nera - Northern Italy

That's a little too scary for me, but Zak seems to be into the idea of eating black spaghetti. Recipe (for the daring):

Bigos - Poland

I'm saving the ultimate in comfort food for last because it will have you leaving this blog warm and fuzzy all over - and that's what this blog is about. And here is how you do it:

"SLTIRNTSPOACTYSICBH" For Short

Like many folks, I am constantly plagued by a nebulous list of things that I want / need to do.  I decided to make a pseudo New Year's resolution, and create my "Satisfaction List: Things I Really Need To Stop Putting Off And Complete This Year So I Can Be Happy," or "SLTIRNTSPOACTYSICBH" for short.

Here's what I can remember for now, but I reserve the right to come back and edit the list as I remember more things I've been meaning to do:

1. Clean and organize my office
2. Get all my photos scanned in digitally and backed up
3. Finally fill my empty picture frames and get them hung up
4. Go through my clothes and get rid of everything I'm not going to wear
5. Learn how to properly use Garage Band on my iPad
6. Compose my first bass line on my actual bass
7. Clean my carpets
8. Get more plants for my house
9. Organize my bookshelves
10. Start writing my ghost stories down

I have a year to knock these out.  Ready, set, GO!

Photo courtesy of Google Maps

The Art of Stopping When You're Supposed To

Just now I was standing on the front porch talking to Zak, and I saw not one, not two, but SIX cars blow the 4-way stop at the corner.  This is pretty normal for that intersection, was doesn't give me any degree of comfort when I think about all the times I am in that cross-walk - and indeed, I've nearly been hit by cars on several occasions when drivers couldn't be bothered to come to a complete stop and look around for pedestrians and other cars before proceeding.  Terrifying.

So, this gets me to pondering and wondering - what goes through the mind of a person who has reconciled within themselves the concept of completely disregarding cardinal rule number one in driving school, and who then treats a stop sign or flashing red light like it's a suggestion?  Do they think, "it's not a big deal, there isn't much traffic here, everybody does it..." and then never look back?

Forget the scary thought of colliding with another car and the headache that would bring - the mere idea of accidentally running down a person and leaving their tender body parts in disarray on the pavement completely terrifies me - so much so that I have to stop every single time.

SO with that thought in mind, I'm going to make a recommendation to everyone else out there casually driving your two-ton potential murder weapon through neighborhoods; unless Godzilla is hot on your ass, or there's a bomb in the car that will explode if you slow down, stop and look - every single time.

Thank you.

The Greatest Adventure

2015 is already shaping up to be the year of the journey. I'm not this guy, but I do have a few trips already on the calendar, and it's only the first day.

The second part of the year is somewhat empty at the moment, but I'm hoping that between my darling Zak and I, we will be able to remedy that. Here is a list of what is on the schedule so far:

Trip 1: January - London, England 

This will be my second time on the European continent, and my first time in the UK. Technically, my first trip to Europe was an overnight stopover in Brussels, Belgium. Many people would say that doesn't count, but to my (at the time) 14 year old self, it totally counted.

On the plus side, I plan to try and see as much as I can while I'm there. On the down side, it's a business trip, so I probably won't have a lot of free time to plan any excursions. Also, it's the tail end of winter, so there aren't a lot of daylight hours to work with. I plan to do what I can, however.

I suspect I'll be spending most of my time on this corner

Trip 2: February - Santa Ana, CA

This is not a trip in the conventional sense, Zak and I are just getting together for a weekend of music and jamming with a large group of online friends.  We do this sort of thing about once per year (last year we were in Nashville, and a couple years before that we went to San Diego).  With this jam scheduled to be just down the street from where we live, there was no way we were going to miss it.

Trip 3: February - Joshua Tree, CA

This is definitely NOT my first (or last) trip to my favorite place on Earth, however this will be the first time I am taking my mother, and my only time going without Zak.  My sister and her husband are about to have a baby, so before mom becomes assistant caretaker to her grandson I thought I would bring her down for some sunshine and whisk her away on a fabulous getaway to the desert.  I'm really looking forward to showing mom some of my favorite things in the park, and taking her to get the best steak on the planet.

We'll be seeing a few of these

Trip 4: May - West Coast Tour 2015

This is going to be a rare trip as my days of road tripping are mostly behind me, but on occasion I still like the idea of jumping in a car and seeing where I end up.  These days the demands and responsibilities of life don't allow for this sort of gypsy living, but a well planned excursion can still be done occasionally.

My traveling companion for this one is my like-minded friend Jess, who being from Wisconsin by way of Minnesota, has yet to see a lot of what we have here on the left coast.

Zak, unfortunately, is not a car journey kind of guy so he will be keeping the home fires warm for my return.

Planned stops for this trip:

Seattle, the city of my birth and starting point of our trip.

La Push, WA - a magnificent piece of the Washington coastline I have rarely seen.

Hoh Rain Forest in Forks, WA.  Yes, we do have our own rain forest in the US.

Mt. Saint Helens. It's making a beautiful comeback, but you can still see the volcanic evidence all around.

Astoria, OR - One of the most beautiful Oregon cities I have ever visited, and home to relatives of Jess.

Yachats, OR - I've been to this part of the Oregon coast a few times, and it never disappoints.

Eureka, CA - Home of the tall, red trees.  I didn't get to see much of them the last time I passed through.

San Francisco, CA - Our final stop and the place where we will part ways to return back to reality.