At home somewhere in this world

Just a place to talk to myself

Friday, February 15, 2008

Take a look in the Mirror

James 1:22-25

"Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what is says is like a man who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. But the man who looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues to do this, not forgetting what he has heard, but doing it-he will be blessed in what he does."

I need to take a good hard look in the mirror.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

My little Bro

So I have to say my little brother is one of the coolest people I know. It may be dorky that I like hanging out with someone 10 years my junior but I don't care. No matter how much he annoys me with his appathy or teenage angst when he starts to sing with me in the car he is one of the funnest people to be around.

We went to go see the dinner play Tony and Tina's wedding tonight. And just like when I used to hang out with my older bro we got the obligatory, "what a cute couple!" To make us feel queasy. Seriously do I look that young? Cause right after that one of the actors came over to our table and said why is the twelve year old the only one drinking while pointing at me. Some day I'll graduate from never never land and sit at the grown up table.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008


Following my conscience isn't always fun. I was telling a friend tonight how I'm trying to be a vegetarian to which he replied, "do you eat chocolate?" Well yes I eat chocolate. I love chocolate, in fact I photographed a chocolate tree today and wanted to eat the entire thing. He then tells me that its estimated that as much as 40% of the world chocolate is a product of slavery. Can we say ignorance is bliss! Now I can't eat chocolate either, cruel world.

It gets me wondering how much is the right balance of right and wrong. I could boycott every little pleasure in my life and follow my conscience to a T or I could be luke warm and push the guilt to the back of my mind until its good and burried.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Wish I was a poet

Putting down roots has killed my core.

I was made of scorpions on skewers, and mornings where my naked skin stuck sweaty to the sheets.

I was red clay caked to my fraying jeans and crumbling coral allies reeking of cat piss and curry.

I need yak butter tea and burqas to breath.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

quarter century

I didn't feel too old until my Dad said well now you've been alive for a quarter of a century. My little brother followed with yeah thats like a third of your life! 

Good bye dear sweet quarter century!

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

I'm a homeless carless graduate!

I think transition best describes this point in life. I now have a bachleors degree but the trade off is I no longer have an apartment or a working car. As a graduation gift my engine decided to die in the middle of traffic at LAX aiport. While my parents and brother waited for me at terminal 4 two lovely bike cops helped push me out of traffic and to the side of the road. The bright side is there is no better place to rent a car than LAX aiport.

I was planning to drive to Texas to live with my family right after graduation instead I'm sleeping on Grandma's couch in Cali waiting for a phonecall to say my car has risen from the dead. On the bright side I have had an extended length of time to say goodbye to all my friends on the other side I have had an extended length of time to sit on my butt and wait. Funny how much can change in two weeks. It reminds me of a brilliant poet who once said.

"This is a story all about how my life got flipped turned upside down. Now I'd like to take a minute just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air (or in my case Grandma's couch)."

Monday, July 24, 2006


My apartment was so unbearably sticky hot today that I just took a cold bath. It was the perfect shock out of my heat induced coma. I have loved living alone in this apartment, but I'm glad I'm moving out. My next place will have to have air-conditioning.