I woke up yesterday morning with an almost overwhelming urge to go to the grocery store and buy canned vegetables.  When I found the Indian Pantry Moths last month, I emptied out my pantry and washed everything down and have just kept it empty the last couple of weeks to make sure they are gone.  I now keep all dried beans and cereals in the refrigerator instead of the pantry.  I used to keep my pantry stocked and when I changed my eating habits in 2004, I gave all my unhealthy foods away.  That ended up being everything.  Then I began eating so differently that I just never bought many cans of anything at any one time.  I may have half a dozen cans of garbanzos and black beans, a couple of soups and some dried beans, but that was it.  I kind of like the idea of the cabinet being bare: not a lot of food that I am committed to eat before it expires.  I’ve always had commitment issues.  Then I woke up this morning with the urge to stock up on canned vegetables.  I think I was channeling my mother.

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I had two interesting dreams the beginning of this week.  I dreamed a few nights ago that I was making coffee for someone and drinking it myself as well.  The label was missing off the can so when I went to make it, I had to ask around to see how many scoops to how much water.  Something I would have to do in real life if there was no label.  It smelled so good.  It tasted so smooth and rich and roasty.  I dreamed the night before that I was eating different kinds of chocolate and really enjoying the different tastes. And it tasted just like chocolate and it tasted just like coffee.  But in the dreams I liked the tastes and in real life I don’t.  They were interesting dreams.  And I’m someone who has a lot of interesting dreams. Continue reading →

Cast of NYC Prep

I watched another episode of the Bravo TV reality show NYC Prep, where the cameras follow an unlikely mix of public school and private school kids in New York City.  I wrote about the first episode in Teen Angst in NYC Prep; Getting Caught In The Drama.  This was the 6th Episode Fashion Week, Guests of Guests.  I missed many episodes because I don’t keep track of when shows are on. PC and Jessie see themselves as real fashionistas so, of course, they are front row at the shows at NY Fashion Week. I thought that in itself was pretty funny, what would high school kids be doing in the front row anyway, except for a parental favor, combined with Bravo TV camera coverage.  Wait, why should I care? Anyway, in this episode Jessie the drama queen is once again whining and pouting because PC is more interested in the fillies who do not act like bitter 40 year old shrews at age 17.  She invites him to the show of the designer she has just secured an intern position with, then is pissed when he brings 2 metro male friends, Trey, a stylist and Zach, a photographer, as well as Devorah Rose of Social Life Magazine along with him.  Jessie no likie when PC hangs with anyone but her.  Especially these ancient 20 somethings… and the camera crew without her… Wait, it gets better. Continue reading →

Yesterday was the perfect working day: the perfect combination of work and play.  I sat to meditate as usual at 4:00am and then napped from 5:00-7:00am.  By 8:00am I was in the office and by 8:00pm I was out of the office. Yay, only half a day! I opened a lot of mail, sent out some new subscriptions, fielded a dozen phone calls and brought my checkbook up to date.  I drove to the bank and to my tax accountant’s, and then stopped at Mid Eastern Aromas by FlaTech and picked up a veggie combo sandwich, which is flatbread rolled around hummus, eggplant, pickles, lettuce and tomato with tahina sauce.  Then I came home and my friend Denise stopped by and we chatted and had tea and tormented Izzy while he tried to nap on the table next to us.  After she left, I did the blogpost Fred Migliore of FM Odyssey Fame Talks About Woodstock after listening to the clips and signed up with PRX so I could leave comments on Fred’s page. Then I got brave and turned off my Facebook email notifications so I do not get an email each time someone comments on a post. I will just wait until I sign onto Facebook hopefully after working to see them all.  Facebook is a fun and easy time suck. Continue reading →

Merritt Island, FL – Fred Migliore of FM Odyssey fame will share his view of what happened at Woodstock, why it was important, and what it means to the growing peace-seeking, open-minded culture that is emerging world-wide today. Fred will be speaking at the New Way on Sunday, August 9th.  An optional meditation time begins at 10:30, followed by the talk at 10:50 am until 12:15pm. A limited number of FM Odyssey’s “40th Anniversary of Woodstock” radio program cds will be available.

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In August 1969, an historic event occurred on a dairy farm near Bethel, New York, when an estimated 500,000 people gathered for three days of peace, love, and rock and roll.  This unlikely happening could have been disastrous given that the  organizers  were totally unprepared for the crowds, the weather was uncooperative at best, and nothing went according to plan.  However, the producers, performers, and multitude of young people collectively decided to make it work, and the Woodstock Nation was born.  That idealism of Woodstock was lost in the materialism of the 80s and 90s, but now it’s time to get back to the garden. Continue reading →

Monday night I watched the third episode of ABC’s Dating in the Dark. In this latest reality show, three men and three women are matched via a compatibility profile, chosen to live in a house and take part in various dates, which all take place in complete darkness.  Both parties interact sight unseen, judging each other by personality alone.  All six are attractive and height/weight proportionate.   Chris wants to get married and raise a family, and he makes a point to kiss each of the girls.  “You can tell a lot about a woman by how she kisses.”  He’s the clear lead with all 3 women because he’s a good conversationalist and he also got personal really quickly with each.   Two were his favorites; the third, having admitted to one night stands, seemed “too sexual for me.”  He got to see all 3 in the light and reported back to the other 2 guys that two of them “are bigger than most girls I date.”  They both appeared to be maybe 5’6, maybe 36-25-36, maybe 120 lbs.  That’s right: real Shamoos: Marilyn Monroe’s size.  Chris appeared to be maybe 5’8, with a slight frame, maybe 165 pounds. Continue reading →

I just got an email from a friend who got a surprise when he opened his phone bill this month.  HD writes:  I was accepting collect calls from some homeless people I try to help…  I knew I would be billed $ 1.50 for each call ….  but when I got my bill and opened it, I thought it was a mistake at $658.87 ….  I thought it looked like they were billing me long distrance charges too and the phone booths are local… but what I found out was the phone booths are owned by a company that is overseas… and they have no rules they have to follow…. so they billed the $1.50 per call but also charge per minute of speak time at 5.11 per minute…. and I was told my bill is correct at $ 658.87 and I need to pay it. Here is the complete information; Continue reading →

This was a good weekend.  On Saturday I went to Shanti‘s Summer of Love event in Titusville and got to connect with friends.  They had several things going on, music, chanting, vendor booths, Reiki, massage, drumming; they were inside, outside, on the dock.  It went on all day and I didn’t get to go until later, but it was the best part of the day.  My schedule is such that anywhere I go, I need to be back home by 9:00 at night because I do phone sessions most evenings.  I’ve done that for so many years now that I almost never drive after dark.  When I do, it’s quite the adventure.  Driving home I took I-95, which I seldom do since I enjoy the scenery along US1.  Even though it’s longer, I typically take “the green way” everywhere I can.  But after dark, whether on US 1 or I-95, all I see is what’s lit up right in front of me.  I may as well be driving on the Overseas Highway in the Florida Keys, with nothing but ocean on either side of me.  It reminds me of the time my friend Mark Tietig and I sailed up the coast from Miami to Anapolis in 1983.  Half the time was spent in the shipping lane offshore in the middle of the night.  We’d be so close to the freighters (“the freakers” I called them) and they would move slowly and sliently by, like some surreal city out of a John Waters or Federico Fellini film.  I’d feel like an ant standing next to a skyscraper, or a dot in an immense galaxy. That is kind of the feeling I get driving alone at night on I-95 or US 1 as well.  Surreal and very reflective. Continue reading →