A year from now my life will be completely different than it is at this moment. Or will it?
I will be a new me, in a new house. Or will I?
Will altering my exterior cause changes to me internally?
Will I become fulfilled? Is that possible?
I’ve started a new journey; several actually.
And sometimes it’s not as easy as others.
And sometimes I get scared.

Parts 1, Part 2 & Part 3

The Accidental Husband (2008) – What’s the ultimate way to get even with someone who’s wrecked your life?  Marry them.  Stars Uma Thurman (Oscar nominee for Pulp Fiction 1994) & Jeffrey Dean Morgan (Watchmen 2009) make an unlikely yet adorable couple in this typical, but still likeable chick flick.

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“life is too fucking boring not to try.”   – Californication

The last guy I had sex with was born a year before I graduated from high school.  Shit like that scares me.  To feel age and time advancing at such a rate.  So I act impulsively and do silly things. Like get fired for flashing my bra at work.  I was told today that maybe if I had the chance to do it over I wouldn’t.  But in all honesty I would.  I have very few desired “do overs” in my past.  And I won’t be shamed for living life.  “It’s easier to ask forgiveness then permission” has recently become a favorite quote of mine.  But even that is limiting.  When no one is hurt don’t wait and read more...

Everyone wants it, but in this cyber sea of perpetually changing opinions, it can be as elusive and unpredictable as Ahab’s whale.  “Call me Ishmael.”

As of late I’ve been asked to assist my step-father in creating a website for his new business; custom rods and tackle.  A subject I know little, if anything, about.  The sea.  I feel expectations of me have been set high, and I feel crippled in comparison.  What if my meager talents aren’t up to the task?  What if I allow the giant fish to disappear into the dark abyss of the ocean?  What if…?

Eventually I’ll wade through these doubts, and land the great beast.  And at read more...

Fucking anyone of interest to me without regard for the morning.  Cherishing each moment in the extreme.  Following my own stringent code of right and wrong; that may not be shared, but could at least be appreciated by others.  Writing.  And living.

As I’ve recently passed into a new decade I’ve noticed much of this is missing from my current life in Yuma.  So like the great blocked beast himself I will turn (or is it in my case return?) to blogging.  In a desperate hope to reclaim my previous glory, and avoid admitting I’m growing older.

Life was fun, and I was fearless.  Beauty was everywhere, and within reach.  What happened?  Is it me, or read more...

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À bout de souffle aka Breathless or By a Tether (1960) - writer/director Jean-Luc Godard’s (Masculin féminin: 15 faits précis 1966) first full length film is considered to be the starting point of the French New Wave movement. It earned this honor because of its jump cuts editing style which is really due to Godard’s half-ass attempt to shorten the movie’s run time without cutting any scenes. I appreciate its place in cinematic history, but wasn’t that entertained by the characters’ self-obsessed rants.

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