And so the eternal saga continues. This year we head back north, as last year’s champion hosts the tournament for the first time. Tradition is being waylaid – foo foo drinks, corned beef prepared ahead of time, etc. Here are a list of this year’s competitors. Hopefully all will come prepared to enter the gauntlet of doom.
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8/24
Shit! Did I leave the krill grill on? I’m always forgetting things. Should I go back and check or just trust the logic that of course I turned it off before I left. Why wouldn’t I? I always turn it off. What is the worst thing that could happen – I burn the ocean down? Next krill grill I get is going to have a timer that I can set and have it turn off. Maybe I’ll just haul them in a sack and cook them over that volcano spewing from the bottom of the ocean. Nah, that’s a little too hot for my taste. I want them cooked, not blackened.
(props to mikey for the art – i’ve been thinking about grabbing more and writing short paragraphs about them also.)
8/13
Tense muscles are pulling tight on the fingers. Relaxation is not an option. Is it supposed to feel like this? Fingers fumble furiously over the electrolyte filled bottle. Push the palm against the cap and try to pry it loose. Look around for some assistance. Offer the bottle to the baby. Giggles rebound over the request. Splash! Splash! Splash! Tiny fingers show off their dexterity. Re-channel the energies at the task at hand. Need a distraction from the pain. The liquid is something to wash down the little orange pills to fool the pain.
8/12
Insert a portion of your eye into the realm beyond the last light. Does your eye perceive the change without the presence of your brain? Or does it cease to connect with the cortex as it passes the barrier? The lights are fantastic. A spherical pattern trails and follows the eye as the last light fades into the distance. Has the order been rearranged while the eye begins to emit new electrical impulses throughout the darkness that it leads into? Is it too late to return? Has the eye purchased a new direction in its existence?
Wax Poetics #24 – Mandrill/Eddie Cheba
Oh No – Dr. No’s Oxperiment
Spellbound – Poolside Fiesta
leroy burgess – throwback: harlem 79-83
Marcos Valle
Far Out Recordings
Mandrill
Larry Harlow – Fania Records
I subscribe to Wax Poetics, a publication that deals with crate digging, funk, soul, hiphop, and the like. I read through each issue, commenting on the various things I should check out. But alas, my mind is not as strong as it once was and so I forget all these lovely suggestions. Now that I am given an hour a day on the bus, I have started to go back through the issues and write down some of the artists, albums, and labels that seem to be noteworthy of further exploration.
I’ll try to provide links for the various things I find and you can, if you like, check them out yourself. Each issue contains quite a bit more areas to explore, these are just the ones that I am less familiar with or have had my interest reignited in them after I saw an article or an ad for them.
Lucky you, there is no particular order to my madness. I think I have all issues but 3 out of the 37.
otto’s newest trick involves doing laps around the futon. he finishes with his typical flair when he sees the camera – charge!
around the couch. from beef moe dee on Vimeo.
So long since words or pictures have been written here. There are a few draft posts that haven’t made it but maybe for another time. Otto has begun to enter the bipedal world he was destined for. It is a marked transition. Since our house is all one floor, steps aren;t a problem and he can sprint around the house all he wants. Granted, walking on the couch sets my heart a flitter.
This monkey has got nothing on me....
Say hello to my little friend.
Walking Around from beef moe dee on Vimeo.
…i used to post stuff to this website. Now, i am lax with all my ramblings and postings over on the facebook. But here are a few photos and videos from the past month or so.
This is going to be a pretty simple post with lots of pictures. We went down to Monterey this last weekend to help Terry celebrate her birthday. Otto loved all of his new adventures and gramma Terry got to shower her favorite grandson with love and attention. It was nice to hang out by the ocean and the sun. I’d like to go there again. 
US Open at Pebble Beach in 2010 anyone?
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