Too Many Hours At The Computers And I Start Smelling The Meme-me-nots Just Beginning To Bloom.

Too many hours at the computers and I start smelling the meme-me-nots just beginning to bloom.

Contract writing makes us crazy. Who uses this language anyway!?

The Tijuana without tourists.

It has proven too much for me.

Huitlcoche

The other blue corn

I don't know why this food stuff called huitlcoche is being relegated to the general category of 'the weird crap that foreign people eat' in a few of the blogs that I have glanced through just now...

As if frozen chicken nuggets you deep fry aren't weird crap that foreign people eat... 

(You all go ahead and consider that deeply for a moment...) 

I just went to the local Wal{oligopoly}mart and found huitlcoche there with the rest of the weird fungi crap that everyone eats- or avoids- without question. I was attracted by the paleness, blue/ black color and made an impulse buy.

(So, what do your impulses lead you toward? Mere self-indulgences? Further understanding of the 'other?' Self destruction?) 

I ate some for lunch today and yeah my body is wondering what to do with it. I have never eaten such a thing before. I'm not sick to my stomach, but kind of dizzy... I do feel strange.  And the strange feeling passes as I give myself time to digest my meal. I don't know what it means, but no one has died from eating huitlcoche so I am not too worried.

Birthday

After an amazing meal at a local steak house (I did manage to find something on the menu to suit me)  with my extended Mexican family, I spent the evening with my other big brothers Kirk and Spock and Bones and Khan... and wondered when Anakin was going to show up.... Also - The circus came into town Friday night. They set up a bigtop tent a few lots over. I can see the flags waving from the kitchen door. Maybe that is where you will find metomorrow! -Sitting in the sawdust, contemplating running away with a travelling circus! I would become a tatttooed Bull Dancer then... and every month would be May. 

This Sunshine. And More Anxiety.

So I walk away. When the birds chirping outside of the window put me on edge- I know I have to do something... else. I put all of my work aside (that was making me cry too). I go for a long, long walk from one end of Rosarito Beach to the other and all the way back to my hovel by way of the main road. Maybe 6 miles all together. 

Did it clear my head? Yeah, I think I put my dopamine level up to a point where I can enjoy watching Seven and wonder about making a performance art piece with these bags of Cheetos that I spotted in the Smart & Final that were so big, I could have gotten in one of them! Can you imagine?! 3 kg of Cheetos.. All that orange pseudo cheese..

It would be amazing! BTW - This is my idea! If you steal this idea, you had better do a really fab performance with it!

muted palate

it's nothing like Ireland

This sunshine

Does the light of day  really make you better?

The desire to go out and get so high off the radiation,

The processing of vitamin D

That all your emotional baggage seems to jerk to leathery bits

That you can give to the dog to chew on for fun

But does that really resolve anything?

The dog will vomit it all up in your face later

With blotches and shrivels and cancers

So what then has been the good of it?

modern coveman art

MOXSES on the rockses