Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

day slow
after night fast
wake up!

long day
cold rain pelts
the wind and i

waking up, wondering
if Kurzweil's singularity
is any nearer
I hope not
I'm not interested
in transcending;
I'd rather drink some coffee
watch the snow fall
watch the birds at seed
and later
(much, much later)
melt back into the earth.

kind winters in san antone
not as gentle as new orleans
but easy country for old men

sun on steel
I just noticed my motorcycle sitting there lonely

first good day to ride this week
going going gone
jam along

how high the moon
rice and beans
tortilla chips
salsa
chushingura
never can get
enough of the
47 ronin or
zatoichi
gambler-masseur-swordsman
w/tears in his heart
kagero @ cafe nola tonite
japanese gypsy rock
should be interesting
jam on!!!!!!

han shan

jammin with the frozen falls
words drool
like slobs in a saw-dust library
uncool, it's raining
gimme shelter
pass the dry socks
tin cup or cardboard
hospitality warms my heart

ive got puppies
but i dont have friends
and my heating pad
is not working
and i bought
too many chips
for this
a one man extravaganza
and this book
im reading
seems to be written
in a foriegn language

We should all stay
at the Grand Hotel
one in every city
whatcha looking for
they'll sure have
wine and dine
under cathedral grandeur.
I'll meet ya there for dancing
by quarter after eight.

This slob is jamming out
See you all at the Commodore Hotel
Down in Memphis
Happy New Decade everyone
Till we meet again
Next year in Mule Shoe Texas.
good times not forgotten.

sobriety rings in the next round
green tea and yogic contortion
let's try it
(what can we lose?)

surprise-surprise
snow in the morn
slippin' and slidin'
got some green tea
in the cupboard

this has been a hoot
with the hooters
mistake not, said with fond repute
all are somewhere
within this sounding
readying a gather, a rounding
of the edgy two-oh-oh-nine
echoes
waried to a 2010 pounding...
"morning will come and I'll do what's right..."
as for midnight
this was a cat, buster brown
mary jane, tige who lived in a shoe
andy devine as billy gilbert
had so much...to do
yet It was "n i c e" everywhere
& I am missing It!

another long ninght under the moon
sun shining & wind blowing now
water is ready

from where i am
you're about to be
X marks the spOt

rolling into evening
darkness and rain
tomorrow's a workday

2010
a number that stands
little yin with yang