Yearly Archives: 2015

No Return, No Exchange

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While gifts come in many forms, my favorite are the ones without a receipt.Happy holidays, that we may continually be reminded of the love and friendship that endures all seasons and forever surrounds our lives.

Everyday of the Dead

My Beloved Zombie Garden Gnomes

Feliz Dia de los Muertos con mi amigos, Los Zombie Gnomes. Maybe I’ll keep them year round because everyday is a day for the living, the dead, and the living dead amongst us.

Let’s Get Dirty, Love You Long Time

Reinstalling engine and transmission took me the better of ten months as the replacement of a $2 pilot bearing escalated into a full blown detail and r&r.  Took her out for a shakedown trip - 300 miles up the coast to SF.  Can you spot the @heynickel? Camping season has finally begun!

Reinstalling engine and transmission took me the better of ten months as the replacement of a $2 pilot bearing escalated into a full blown detail and r&r. Took her out for a shakedown trip – 300 miles up the coast to SF. Can you spot the @heynickel? Camping season has finally begun!

Best Decision Ever

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Love takes us to mysterious places. Four years ago, setting forth with the most beautiful souls I could ever dream of. Never stop exploring, never stop living a life of awesome.

Le Sigh

The best part about getting older is having the leverage to just not give a damn. Yet at the same time we are aware that everyone is running through their own gauntlets, that we must be kind not because bad people go to hell, but because that’s what decent human beings should do. And so it turns out that instead of not caring, I begin to hold friends up to higher standards, and expect them to take life by the horns and stare it down. And it’s infuriating when the options remain unexplored, when lots of words are said but the action is far and seldom in between. And then the indifference turns sour. That we may in some dimension be responsible for the perceived shortcomings of our friends, that their shortcomings are somehow a reflection of… us. May it be passively through association or in the extreme case that we’ve allowed such behavior to flourish on our own grounds, it’s hard to subscribe to a passive life that centers on the consumption of all things shallow. Then again, what is shallow for me, may mean the world to others.

Consume less, make more. Talk less, live more. We are the company we keep. Be better everyday. More than yesterday. Or GTFO.

Keep Moving

Getting lost in the details of routine presents the danger that we treat time as infinite. To be honest, I forget about this space, because there’s just too much going on in “the real world”. Maybe this is the drawl they warned us about, the wide eyed dreams of our youth slowly fossilizing into the adult responsibilities of financial solvency and socially acceptable competence. It’ll be tricky, they said. It will be hard to do the right thing, they said.

It’s easy to pick apart decisions in hindsight, but the challenge is to placate ourselves that we’re doing good along a backdrop of social depravity. Do we live today, or for tomorrow? For what purpose? For what purpose, within, and apart from, our own?

Meditations

Meditations

Three years ago today, accidentally caught a guy meditating on a ledge in the dark of the night. What secrets do the hoodoos keep?

Create Stagnate

On the tail end of three and 1/3 decades later, the revelation of purpose is the pursuit of creating. May it be through the form of poetry in music, imagery to share with friends and strangers who weren’t there that you wish would’ve been, or the immediacy of wanting to understand how and why things work when they do and more importantly, when they don’t. So much to learn in such little time, that the pitfall of plying the jack-of-all-trades master-of-none card becomes very real. If only we knew what we knew now, back when we were 16. Problem is, you already knew everything when you were 16. F.

Wake up each morning and renew the promises to be a better person, never stopping to pursue, never stopping to create. Art, music, love. Tangibles that represent intangibles. A hummingbird does not live for very long (a price it pays for acrobatic flight). Neither do we, nor our capacity to fulfill our life-long dreams.

TLDR; My worms are overheating and dying in the worm bin, the VW engine has been torn apart to the long block for the past 6 months, opportunities abound at work but I need to grow 3 more heads and a set of arms to rival a Hindu deity. I guess that’s a facet of learning, when you have no other choice but to swallow when you’ve bitten off more than you can chew.

Hanging Out

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These guys. Friends in-utero, now unleashing some serious cute feels all over.