it begins with an image....

...and a smoke. the nerve cell. what excites the mind?
the words begin as sounds emerging from the ocean of silence. the cry of a gull circling overhead, in search of food and wisdom. fighting for sustenance. battling the winds of change. a walk along the beach in october along the gulf of mexico. the world is a dangerous place. when need a respite from the day to day stresses, the overcast season of depression happens amidst the holidays celebrating death, gratitude, and rebirth.

music at Ray's last Monday resulting in a recording of "gypsy ukulele." it takes a decidedly racous turn as technology frustrates the creative process. six takes and on rip later. then layering of melodies fraught with pathagorian scales in the key of a minor (no B or F). once a rough cut is produced, the ukulele will be added to the frail constitution of mind. tickling the nerve endings.

going on four weeks without contacting me madre. hockey has been fruitful, two goals and two assists in the last two weeks. The tigers made a pathetic showing in the world series after a miraculous year. clutch hitting and determined pitching by the cardinals assure them a victory at home in the fifth game. otherwise sports has become predictable and boring.

the homelife has returned to a semblance of normalacy. the nephew has moved into the flamingo trailer park to fulfill his destiny.

catching up on youtube, rocketboom and amanda unboomed. mark needs a flash animation of skipping stones. oaxaca is in turmoil. public unrest. government corruption and random killings touch us at home. the web is complex and neverending. voting next week. inservice this week. all is not well.