Hopefully this one doesn’t suffer the same fate of last years garden. Funny, I spend most of my summer wandering around surveying for rare plants and animals and their respective habitable but I can’t grow a flipping eggplant.

Man my head hurts.

…creeper.

My house. The subject deserves further discussion; however, I’ll leave you with the view from my posting perch this Sunday evening. Cozy. Especially considering its ethos. But that’s a post for another time.

Music to accompany today’s blog, which you should probably watch first, then play again while reading the blog. The energy of the musicians is just plain fantastic. Furthering my effort to stop bitching and become all kumbaya and shit, I spent what could only be described as a lovely weekend around and about SLC. Connecting [...]

I hate waking up in the morning. Well, okay, I like the fact that I’m alive and all, but I hate the artificial queue to run out of my bed like it’s on fire. Hate it. But, as I promised to myself, I would start doing some bastardized vinyasa yoga thing for a few minutes [...]