mis-taken creativity, oddly in may

doggo luvs PB & fire trucks 🙂

so we try, once more, to go forward by looking backwards. you would think I’d learn by now.

below are thoughts jotted down months ago. probably need to embrace the fact that drafts are ok – that it’s practice, and it isn’t supposed to be perfect.

the issue is … just practice HAS to be ‘good enough’ because otherwise I’ll have nothing to share. quite the pickle, eh?

inside ghouls & outside miracles

this the full moon – 50 years on from ‘going to the Moon’ becoming something we do. I think of my dad, of trips thru dark nights, of boyish fantasies & late 70s broadcast programming – shall we be Buck? or perhaps Appolo? then there was the space garbage scow – Quark I think?

space was full of awesome & fabulousness. or maybe that’s what the boy saw. I wonder what Rumbly will see when he’s 8 years old. guess I’ll have to ask “what’s on your mind, kiddo?’ that and try to be a light in the darkness.

::s::

//12:59a+16aug2019=Friday, barely|echoes of the theme of ‘Magnum, P.I.’//

+++from back in May+++

‘What’s on your mind?’ the prompt reads.
A john cleese attributed quote on most effective restriction of creativity is fear of making a mistake.
which, obvs, isn’t an issue with the Wallace clan now is it?!

 

//1403+13May2019=monday afternoon || the brothers green speak to learning names //

Oddly in August a wonderful request – ‘let it remind you what was in their heart’

above the trees

“it’s not dark yet / but it’s getting there” sings Bob over the closing credits.

what was it for? – a timeless question on the actions of the American gov’t and those who steer our course.

Of having pride – and of having shame. A proud man can have shame too.

‘strangers showed up with food, and the kids slept in the gym at the school’ – well how fucking great are we now?

A reminder, perhaps, of what is in their heart – what will be the reminder of what was in my heart, though?

such a great day

I guess that can work.

ciao,
Scott
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:: s ::
| Respice ad diem hanc |

“Don’t Forget to Be Awesome”

 

//02:12a+9Aug2019= early on a Friday, feeling the feels || levon helms ‘wide river to cross’ at the funeral scene of The Last Flag Flying//

Even in August conversing with Blood is wonderful

above our heads in front of our eyes

From blood – “Do tell me about Esther day and hank & John – how’d you come across this lovely tradition?

Ah the internet. It’s perhaps ‘the sad machine’ but it is also an amazing place to find amazing things.

The original point of intersection with the Brothers Green … it’s not jumping up to the forefront of my consciousness. I’m sure it was a link from a link about a cool thing cool people were doing – was it John’s Night of Awesome at Carnegie Hall – John Green, John Darnielle, Kimya Dawson and others? perhaps.

“Don’t forget to be awesome” is the catch phrase – John & Hank Green seem to be fabulous people – that the Vlogbrothers use to sign off from any of the amazing variety of videos they’ve put on on the interwebz. They’ve given us foolishness, they’ve given us strangeness, and they’ve given us Crash Course, The Project for Awesome, a better understanding of the News from mars, a compendium of dubious advice, and the visceral thrill of following the third tier of English football league via the ups and downs of AFC Wimbledon.

I really wish I could share from my heart the truth about Esther Day – sadly I can’t. So click on thru, see a decade younger John and read the transcript and blame the dust from the bathroom renos for the watery eyes.

’cause as a jaded seen so much been so many places done lots and more … it seems that the answers to most of the adult human condition pangs might lie in the hearts and souls of kids. fuckin’ kids.

‘We’re gonna celebrate your birthday in perpetuity – what shall the theme be?’
‘family & love’ – from a 16 year old who was dying.

fuckin’ kids …

Love is universal. Family is universal. How we get from one to the other, what one makes you think of the other, well – I certainly feel lucky in that I recall love in our  home. I recall the hallmark platitudes … and as far as my memory replays we had a decent level of both family strife & joy.

How did we learn about love? How do you learn about love? How is love folded into the relationship we call ‘family’- I know I’ve loved people not related to my family as strongly as I have loved those who are family. It’s both exceptionally easy – ‘we’re family!’ – and so so so complicated. ‘we’re family?’

So perhaps I’ll take a plunge into the videos John and Hank have crafted over the last ten years, re-watch Hank’s vid from the other day. His note on traditions and how to embrace and make them your own.

Ok – this is going up now – a minute late but a few dollars short!

ciao,
scott
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:: ps ::
| Respice ad diem hanc |

“Don’t Forget to Be Awesome”

||10:20pm+4Aug2019=Sunday eve|Trueblood season 1 … the sex, the death, the set dressing!||

even in Jun I like to write posts and forget about them…

shades of sunshine

such amazing things these children – must be careful to let them grow to unimaginable awesomeness!

||>- and then even in August and I’ll try to make things better by sharing what pithy comments I’ve accidentally captured.

ciao,
Scott
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:: ps ::
| Respice ad diem hanc |

“Don’t Forget to Be Awesome”

//9:21p+8jun2019= sat Eve|kids in the midst of bedtime routines//

even in June I believe in double rainbows

||>- a draft I’ve had in waiting since the end of June. I have no idea what nebulousness I was going to pontificate on, but I will say – even in August – I believe in double rainbows. Just ask the cloud captain!

Oh – and go watch Sara & Duck. It’s sweet, smart, charming.

Quite a nice show.

ciao,
:: ps ::
| Respice ad diem hanc | “Don’t Forget to Be Awesome”

|2;11p+30Jun2019 = Sunday||Sarah & duck|

Powerful tools, even in July – lets us break bread and share!

landing v. crash pad = water v. foam

Been thinking, as I do, between the podcasts I pull down and play and the amazing time-sink that pressing ‘play’ on an interesting show on the Streams (looking at you Net-Prime!) – such as how to step up in the 21st century to be ‘better’ and how to get that done directly, before the next decade starts.

Well, getting away from your routine and seeing how the ‘other’ people live! and by ‘other’ what I mean is any other – friends, neighbors, countrymen. Folk on that side of the road. Really any one. ‘Cause that’s how you get ruts you can’t get out of – by fearing the ‘other’. so – that’s part of the plan on how to enjoy this 1st decade of the last century of my life. Whoooo-weeeee! Gotta have a plan, amirite?

Have I told you about TED talks? This one is kinda … sobering during these calamitous times. How about an analysis that our data is worth about $12/year to Facebook – how to turn that into value for us? How about our robot overlords won’t be good at leading kindergarten classes (imagine how that would go down – the 5 year olds have no mercy!) – or checking in on our elderly.

A dire comment about the middle class – which leads to ponders that make me feel … bad. and sad. So here’s to the end of the first decade of the new century!

Have I mentioned that I listen to lots of podcasts? Say one on cashflow via Facebook (seekers v. delivered information to people; not going on websites, not seeker, but recipient, deliver a message …)

||>- well, here’s another bit of … well – I have no idea. but I do want to put the words I’ve scrawled down in my digital clay.

/09:05a+02July2019=Tues morning || podcasts in one ear, getting cashflow from facebook -huh/

quiet Sunday reflections, even in June

definitely an area I’m looking forward to

trying to remember, trying to recall, what truly impacted me versus the stories we tell versus unobjectionable truth.

it’s that odd time where I can reflect both on my past and, oddly, my future.

may I form a memory of love, kindness, support, trust –  even in June. :s:

//926a+16jun2019=Sunday morn | the fans blow as a child rests, a bagel is munched//

a rainy Sat morning, even in June

they have another brick in the wall on this album – wtf?

the power of technology – I’m dictating this entry from my phone while watching my kid play in our middle room.

The deluge from this morning’s storm caused a beautiful waterfall outside the big window, fortunately that means I should go fix the gutters. but this also means I have no excuse for not crafting posts.

I wonder if in my youth I would have not questioned whether a motorcycle oriented podcast crafted from my own so brilliant and witty thoughts would be a success, but now I question anything and everything I can think of possibly attempting. what a shitty stage in my life.

a new week, a new set up at The Fruit!

though I didn’t stick around for the techno dance party last night I did look into the celeb DJ’s hit ‘sandstorm‘ – it’s been watched on YouTube 115 million times! fairly impressive – & also yay durhamtown!!

well – this was (like everything else I guess) just a test of the emergency content creation system – had this been a real blog post I would have waxed nostalgic at least once, & probably shared a bit on how I’m feeling amazing watching my kid while feeling terrified & paralyzed watching my kid – perhaps next time eh?

ciao, from durhamtown. the Bull City!

::scott::

//8:59a+8Jun2019= Sat morn || all the rain, the dishwasher, the happy noises of a 25mo, a wonderful moment, truly//