I’m set free, to find a new illusion...
Lou Reed
...had a dream a couple nights ago...was in this place kinda like a cross between a yoga retreat and a mental institution...of course, I’ve been on yoga retreats, but not in mental institutions...but it had that institutional look...very clean and orderly...quiet...no incense, Mexican blankets, or electric kirtan music...but also no bars or institutional smells...lots of well tended greenery to be seen through the windows...no bars or anything...and that mellow happy yoga retreat vibe...wanted to call some friends to come and join me, but didn’t know how to contact them from there...and how do you invite people to a yoga mental institution, anyway?
Don't play what's there, play what's not there...
Miles Davis
...was watching Lost In Translation...which I love mostly because the most important line in the movie, spoken by Bill Murray into Scarlett Johannson’s ear, is inaudible....there’s also a major sex scene that never happens...which, I think, makes it one of the more unexpected and interesting sex scenes in recent cinema...
...it’s all about balance, right?...lately, I’ve gotten so many blog awards and kind mentions in other people’s blogs I’ve forgotten to mention them all...thanks for the award, Yogadawg...and Melinda and Holly for the nice words...
...apparently in the interests of maintaining some kind of cosmic symmetry beyond my feeble comprehension, however, in the past few days this blog has been beset with a veritable flurry of negative comments...some attempts at constructive criticism, I think...some not so much...cloud stalking moron would probably fit into the second category...but I kinda liked it, anyway...
