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Head Thoughts, Stuff, and Things

  1. I had another interview for a local coffee shop. This one is on the Southwest side of town, right on the waterfront. There's even a clear view of Mt Hood from the shop! 
  2. Raphael is my favorite ninja turtle.
  3. I didn't learn to appreciate red pepper flakes on pizza until the age of 27. 

All Sleepwalking Collective merchandise can now be found via the abcorduroy.com webstore.

I'm going to shut down the official website and keep all the social media sites open.

I'm already selling my book through my personal store so why not sell all my goodies in one interweb spot. What I'm trying to do is convince you to buy stuff and things. 

I have lots of ideas for Sleepwalking and I'm making things happen just in my own funky sense of timing. I need to sell through current inventory to make money to print new things.

I'm going to print on black next go round. I can play the dark and mysterious game and it sells a lot better.

Everything in the shop is very limited. If you want to be a part of something from humble beginnings get to it! This is it! 

Thank you everyone for your support. We're all in this together. Be Free Earthlings!  


Thinking Thoughts

I haven't been blogging as much as of late. I've been trying to figure my head out. 

Well that takes a lifetime and I've felt as though I've lived five in only a few months time.  So basically I stepped away from the internet enough to keep moving my  head forward.

I've got a lot of ambition. I've got a lot of dreams. You can't expect it all to happen overnight. I know this. You just got to let magic be.

I can't wait to have this book of mine in a printed format so that anyone interested can read it. 

I've been watching a lot of "Through The Wormhole with Morgan Freeman". It's fascinating. Scientific questioning provokes my artistic soul even more.

Aside from all that I'm trying to establish this clothing line... A collective if you will. That's a thing that will be more successfully completed in 2014 and it's quite the undertaking. It's exciting though.

I've been drawing a lot and scribbling out little fragments for what the next book will be on. I am fairly set on finding a new job. I still want to make coffee, but locally not for the machine. 

The machine pays me well, but I think that moment is over. I need to connect with people on a more intimate level and do my part to ensure I am protecting Mother Earth to appease my conscience. That's a heavy burden to carry.

Well that's all I know to say now. I need to drink more coffee, read some books, do some wandering, and such.

I also need to find this bike seat that I misplaced somewhere in my house so I can get around town quicker. I had it. Where would I have sat it down? I do this way  too often.

Well.. bye interwebs. Happy Adventuring! 

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Morning Coffee and Thoughts and Ramblings

I'm drinking my coffee and listening to Augustana. It's been a while. At one point this was my "one cool Florida morning of the year, day off, fantasize about living in Portland, Oregon" music.

Well that time has come and gone. I've found my wonderland, my forest, and things are happening just like I always knew they would. Yes I knew it all along. Every last bit of it. 

Hey I have a book being published in the matter of weeks! That's fucking awesome! Excuse my language! I swear it's the only word with the grit of my excitement. I wish "marshmallow" or "bubbles" had the same impact but they do not.

Last night I met up with all the people from the Starbucks I've worked at since February. I love(d) them all. That's some scary stuff. To love someone is to guarantee their departure. 

Nothing is forever.

That's what they say.

Who is they?

All of you. 

That's okay.

I've been casting magic long before I understood my own voodoo.

Well I get it now. 

I do.

I really do.

Also this clothing line thing of mine is going well. Getting lots of positive feedback. I would just like to nail down a few more preorders before December 1st so get those orders in people! 

Now that this first book is almost officially done...

I've seen physical proofs. I know the edits are minor. I expect to have a release day really soon. I hope you purchase a copy and attempt to understand my fragmented mind a little better.

But what I was saying.. now that it's almost done... I've really begun digging into the plot of the next book. I've shared the ideas for the story with a lot of you but I can't wait to convey it properly.

I'm running out of attention span and should try and organize my house. There are clutter stacks everywhere. I've decided I need shelves to hang to my wall.

I love my forest very much. Thank you all of you for your support in my endeavors.

Stay magical and never quit dreaming. Never.

The Choices We Make / Last Night

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I know it's true; If I could just quit observing and act on my yearnings then I could be easily satisfied but it's all to fascinating to my mind.

Watching humanoids on a dance floor mimic is as primal as watching gather around a waterhole.  There are predators and prey. Lions, spiders, and birds of prey. I watched a girl move like nothing I'd ever seen; hypnotizing man after man then leaving them longing for more. I think she's a black widow. 

I watched sleazy guys pick up sleazy gals.

I watched lovers awkwardly make out in the back booths unaware of any bystanders. 

I was suppose to wake and go to Seattle, but when I woke up I couldn't move. 

I woke up to a kitchen and bathroom light still on and back door open.  

There was a beautiful cool breeze and Smoggie Catt had found her way in. 

I was lying sideways in the bed; belt unbuckled and pants unzipped.  

I probably planned to take those off. You sleep better without jeans; that's a fact. 

Unless you're out in the cold of course. But I made it home. 

Not before leaving the club... more like basement at 2:30 and running into Voodoo Doughnuts. Somehow after all that beer and whiskey I ate not one, but 2 Voodoos. 

But I don't remember laying down.  

I met some wonderful folk last night, but the observations were even better. 

I don't know where I'm going with this but I think I'm waking up really early to go to Mt. Hood tomorrow. Actually I'm really sure. This has to happen because I missed Seattle today. I need to go away for a little while.

I have a lot of head thoughts, and trying to write them all out. 

Mostly I just blog a lot, but the grey is returning and all these head thoughts are going into an even greater book. 

I can feel it, but right now these feelings just gotta simmer a little more.

More than anything I'm ready to play some rock n' roll; that's the only reason I left the forest anyhow. 

 

This sums up last night. It felt so good. It felt so right. Thanks for the invite Jackie. 

This sums up last night. It felt so good. It felt so right. Thanks for the invite Jackie.