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Confessions of a Soapbox Messiah
Step unto my pulpit, childrens...
Time for another Burner Service Announcment...and one close to my heart.
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I cannot possibly add anything to this wonderful short film, other than my support.

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Watch this video by an Ex-Eagle Scout to understand why the Scout's ban on adult leaders needs to go. http://goo.gl/pg1rM


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It has become clear to me that the next part of my path will be lit by the Buddha. Does anyone have any suggestions on how to begin? Particular texts, methods or directions would be most helpful as currently I have none, other than knowing my truth when I hear it.
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Click the link and read...I'll wait.

Listen FOX, you used to be the underdog. You were the fledgling network with goofy off-the-wall shows that would never make it (who remembers Parker Lewis Can't Lose, or Herman's Head?) You want to fix this, and save face in the process? Put JC on Glee.

It goes like this...the performance becomes a YouTube sensation and this new act (Adam and the Apples) gets some quick fame because of it and tries to make a buck in the process. JC shows up to air grievance, Mix-a-Lot shows up out of nowhere and backs him up. You write the rest. It'll work, FOX gets to make fun of itself again and everybody wins.

Otherwise, this Gleek is making that episode his last. And I'm not the only one, dig?

Click here to petition FOX to put JoCo in an episode of GLEE via Change.org.

Current Location: TUCSON
Current Mood: grumpy grumpy
Current Music: Jonathan Coulton - Baby Got Back

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A little over twenty four hours ago, the world lost a great man. I don't mean he was great in that he was famous, made millions, led people across the desert or anything like that. Nor did he fix or race cars, watch endless team sporting events or hunt grizzly bears with just a sharp stick and his wits. I just think he was a great example of the things so many men lack today, and that he did a good job teaching me how to be one by example.

Yesterday, in the wee hours of the morning we both loved so much, my father quietly took his last breath and found the peace that had been so elusive these past few years.

For those unaware, my father was diagnosed with Chronic Obstuctive Pulmonary Disease around eight or nine years ago. Given its rapidly progressing state at the time, his initial prognosis was that he had a number of months or a couple of years left at best.

I remember hearing this same estimate so many times that after a while I decided that doctors must pull numbers out of a hat or decide on them with darts or something. Regardless of how or why (but with many thanks to my mother for her excelent care), he managed to continue on many years past their initial estimate. Long enough to see his granddaughter to her third birthday.

He lived long enough to teach me about compassion and that anyone can be forgiven (including yourself.)
Long enough to show me that art can be elegant and soft, wild and grotesque or anything in between.
He lived long enough to make me listen and wait.
Long enough to teach me that everything and everyone should be questioned.
And he lived long enough to show me how all of it can (and should be) be art.

None of that seems to matter today, because it just feels too damned short.

There's so much left to say, to appreciate, to love and to learn about about him. But today, all I have left are my memories, and the many words and pictures that he recorded throughout his life.

Yesterday morning he embarked on a new journey, and for that I am grateful as it is one that has freed him of the prison his disease and body had become. As much as I miss him, he is truly in a better place now.

Tomorrow, I start my own journey. Over the course of the next year, I will be getting to know him better though those same words and pictures. I invite you all to come along for the ride. Dad always had a way of making a road trip memorable, and I'm sure on this one he won't disappoint.

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Current Location: United States, Arizona, Tempe
Current Mood: contemplative contemplative
Current Music: Miles From Nowhere (Cat Stevens)

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I want free stuff!

Current Location: United States, Arizona, Tucson
Current Mood: annoyed annoyed

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Jane's set rocked. Great sound, lighting and energy. NIN was extremely sub-par. I think this is the last performance I'll watch while Trent 'phones it in.'

Current Mood: awake awake
Current Music: Three Days - Jane's Addiction

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For those who may have missed this gem, here is George Carlin: Again! (Part 1 of 8, the other seven can be found on the page.) Shot in the round at Phoenix's own Celebrity Theatre, this was filmed right around the time of the Supreme Court ruling regarding his Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television and contains some terrific commentary from the man himself.

As with many fans who sit tonight and mull over old footage and LPs, I am heartbroken as one can be at the passing of a child-hood idol. You changed our appreciation for language, the world around us and how we think, George. Godspeed you cantankerous motherfucker. Hope you're pissing 'em off in the next world as much as you did here.

Current Location: Guarida del Oso Nuevo
Current Mood: bitchy ShtPssFckCntCcksckrMthrfckrTts
Current Music: Harry Nilsson - I Guess the Lord Must Be in New York City

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I woke up after a nap this afternoon with ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl and ferris wheel junkies rumbling around in my head. I suppose they've been there a couple of weeks at least. Some of this imagery that's never had a home before has taken a much more personal meaning the last few months and it may not make sense to anyone but me and one or two others, but I had to post it as a reminder all the same.

Mrs. Potter's Lullaby
Counting Crows

from the Album: THIS DESERT LIFE

Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most
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Current Location: Guarida del Oso Nuevo
Current Mood: contemplative contemplative
Current Music: http://youtube.com/watch?v=tDRvbqOiEtw

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Every year since, I forget what day it is, thinking that the First of April is for pranks and merriment like the rest of the world. Then at some point I remember the date, think back a bit and cry. I remember sitting in the waiting room, knowing this wasn't meant to be but hoping against hope that everything would still work out okay, that the doctor was just being overly cautious. Every year it gets a little easier, and every year it gets a little harder. I feel like my life is starting to gain focus and direction again unlike previous years since then. There are so many other things going on in my life right now...a lot good, some great, some sad and heartbreaking. But it doesn't matter, my current state of losses or blessings. April First comes falling out of the sky like a brick. He'd be about two and half now, walking and talking and then some, precocious and smart as hell like his sister with his mother's eyes.

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Current Location: Guarida del Oso Nuevo
Current Mood: sad heartbroken
Current Music: Otis Redding - A Change is Gonna Come

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Current Mood: bouncy bouncy
Current Music: Blue - A Perfect Circle

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Hope you have a great day, BabyGirl. I can't wait to see you tonight. :-*

Current Mood: chipper chipper

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Say folks...anyone wanna help a brother out? Jenna and I need about a dozen or more man hours worth of help if we're going to get out of town and on our way to the Playa anytime tomorrow. So give us a call or just stop by if you feel like helping us pack.

Current Location: Jenna's House (of Doom!)
Current Music: Ooncha ooncha, one, two, three-cha!

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