Looking backwards for an answer

Leos Rule A few months back, on April 25th, I wrote a post called A Bar, a Beer, a Notebook and a Pen in which I recounted the random series of events that led to me sitting in a bar writing for the first time in years. This morning, I randomly came across Rob Brezsny's Free Will Astrology which used to be one of the only reasons I read the Village Voice way back when, and out of curiousity, took a peek at my horoscope for that fateful week: I drove through a cloud today. It enveloped the Golden Gate Bridge. When I left…

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I Hate Long Island!

"A Wretched Hive of Scum and Villainy." Wasn't that the description of Long Island in some movie a while back?  Ugh! It's definitely a cultural wasteland of strip malls, big box retailers and bland chain restaurants. Not to mention ugly cookie cutter houses, bad drainage and poor land use planning. Guess where we went yesterday? What should have been a pleasant day out for Salomé and I became a reminder of everything I hate about suburbia as we drove out to the father-in-law's place in Bethpage so the kids could hang in the pool while we caught a movie. Instead, torrential downpours…

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Party Like A Rock Star

Party Like A Rock Star He heard the music most of us tune out without realizing, marched to a beat mere mortals couldn’t comprehend. A rock star, literally, Peter of the Earth conducted life-giving electricity through those he loved and strangers alike, in random bars and nightclubs and open mics and windswept beaches in the dead of winter. To know him was to question your own commitments, to understand life was meant to be lived, treated like an empty dance floor with a DJ who takes requests. To be uninhibited unrestrained unleashed. Those who can, dance. Those who can’t, write…

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Fail to plan, plan to fail

"I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult."--E. B. White Spindle I have a tendency to be a bit impulsive at times; to jump into things without thinking them through, flying by the seat of my pants and depending on a varying combination of adrenaline and determination, a dash of guile, and the invigorating pressure of an impending deadline to push me across the finish line. Usually the results are pretty good, though quite often it's the equivalent of the "B+" paper that could have been an…

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QotD: My Solo Getaway

Would you go on vacation by yourself, and if so where would you go?Submitted by Sean & Stefan. New Mexico Assuming money's no object, I'd start in New Mexico, rent a real Jeep and spend two weeks driving throughout the Southwest -- NM, Arizona, Texas, down into Mexico -- taking in as many cities and open spaces as I could, never spending more than a night or two in any one place. That's the most beautiful part of the country, I think, and I'd love to just soak it all in with no particular schedule of places to go or things to do, the Incredible Hulk…

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