Morro Bay. Driving the 1 through Big Sur and Monterey. Camping on Pismo beach in the rain. Walking barefoot on reef in Santa Cruz. Pizza in Frisco. Dan drunk in Frisco telling black thugs to "make Beats" Dan wasted in frisco telling the pizza man hes worthless. sleeping two in my truck. not Yreka California. driving through Grants Pass in a fucking blizzard with no chains and a shattered windshield. changing tire chains on the highwas in freezing ice and snow, Portland Nights, Seattle Mornings. Seeing the single greatest sunset imaginable somewhere south of Santa Cruz, Black coffee, Finding my first abolone shell south of Frisco on pebble beach, finding a baby seal on pebble beach, holding a baby seal on pebble beach, getting covered by a unexpected wave before a 9 hour drive, making a giant peace sign out of kelp on a empty beach and then climbing up the cliffs and staring down on it with louie, taking random polaroids of people in the city, Cowgirl coffe in seattle, Brownsville oregon(Stand By Me), finding a decomposing deer leg and Louie keeping it, Louie trying to explain to the cops why we have a decomposing deer leg as they pull a bag of weed out of an accoustic guitar in our vehicle. being flat broke and outta gas in yreka, stealing the chief and giving it to the bandit bar in seattle, not having a camera, finding the most epic beach ever with louie, Bald Eagle festival in washington, doing way to many drugs in seattle at gay bars, letting gay guys buy me drinks, jam sessions all over, eating smoked salmon in a house full of vegans, getting stoned outta my face with Wild Bill Peacock the dog wrangler in Frisco, Dans brother raising hell after two beers, driving the wrongway down the freeway at a hundred mph in washington, playing spades for three days, ending up with a head full of acid in a tee-pee listening to a shaman play the flute and chant around a warm fire, trying to cath shooting stars on acid. the Bartar fair with Billy. the hemp fest in seattle on the sound. seeing old friends. not seeing old friends. coming home to see family and friends before the next adventure begins. "scorn public opinion, refuse to accept the common definitions of success, refuse to be moved by the judgement of others." -Thoreau.
A boat beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily in an evening in July-Children three that nestle near, Eager eye and willing ear, Pleased a simple tale to hear- Long has paled that sunny sky; Echoes fade and memories die: Autumn frosts have slain July. Still she haunts me phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes. Children yet, the tale to hear, Eager eye and willing ear, Lovingly shall nestle near. In a wonderland they lie Dreaming as the days go by, Dreaming as the summers die:Ever drifting down the stream- Lingering in the golden gleam- Life, what is it but a dream?
Spooky Tooth, Grand Funk, Wishbone Ash, Hawkwind, Black Widow, New Riders of the Purple Sage, Mansion Family, Mellanie, Tom Waits, Cat Stevens, Rocky Erickson, Captain Beefheart, Ten Years After, Psychadelic Priest, SOL(if thats still what they call themselves)
Doom Generation. Natural Born Killers. A river Runs Through It. Holy fuck, that movie "i want someone to eat cheese with," is the most genius shit out.
its better than being alone with my thoughts.
"...My ill fate pushed me on now with an obstinancy that nothing could resist;and though i had several times loud calls from my reason and my more composed judgement to go home, yet i had no power to do it. I know not what to call this, nor will i urge that it is a secret overruling decree that hurries us on to be the instruments of our own destruction, even though it be before us, and that we push upon it with our eyes open. Certainly nothing but some such decreed unavoidable misery could have pushed me forward against the calm reasonings and persuasions of my most retired thoughts and against two such visible instructions as i had met with in my first attempt" -Robinson Crusoe