Trying Hard


I’m trying to fix this damn thing after viewing my friend Phil’s new giant website built on some blogger site called typepad.com and can’t make anything work. It’s frustrating and I’m getting ready to go to a posh dinner party where Steve Miller is cooking. I had to buy a rather elegant French wine–St. Emillion, my old-time favorite, back when I used to actually drink wine. Now, I couldn’t care less and would rather have a Vitamin Water any day. “Revive” in particular in all its pale purple splendor.

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Yes, the title of the famous Marvin Gaye song. A constant theme during unemployment. Yet, there are so many things to do… learning Dreamweaver, working on my website, enjoying the summery weather here in the Valley. Avoiding certain parties and social events while I take the chance to heal. Writing projects continue and so on, and so on.

Work on my t-shirt store continues at CAFEPRESS.COM … will anyone appreciate these unique products? I’ve never sold anything before, except my soul, so I’m not sure how it will go. I think with enough pointless hours expended on the project, I should see some real results soon, or not soon. I decided that I like the work. It is soothing, calming, easy, and I feel productive. Perhaps money resides at the end of the soothing rainbow. It certainly is not usually found at the end of the stress-bow. I like cataloging things. It is boring which, not unlike Robert Venturi, I often prefer.

Work on the thriller script continues here at the Eagle Rock “coffee shop.” It’s really more like a synagogue, in the original Greek sense–a community center. It is here where Mr. Villaraigosa chose to be on the day after his election. Almost to the point of annoyance in fact. When will he leave, so we can get back to work? Never, I guess. Oh, well, he’s got my vote.

Yes, now we begin. Again.