Friday, July 4, 2008

Where I Have Been Part 1

Where I Have Been

In the land of 20/20

I was allowed, the other day, to be able to read the first book, my choosing, that I’ve been able to read for a year. It was “Hunter S. Thompson’s Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and other American Tales”. It was glorious. Something in this century. Amazing.

Well dear readers of this tired, yer energized informer of the truth (not too sure if it’s the truth with the little T or the truth with the big T.) of his existence and freaky nature, it has been too long and for this I apologize.

It’s been crazy in the ridgeorama world what with those pesky schoolings and learnings and brain fillings and luscious painful wanted curse of education that brings through itself a further love of all things written. I’ve been getting educated, and when that was put on hold (one more semester people. just one more.) as it has for this long age of learning and growth, I’ve been busy. Ohhhhhh…I’ve been busy like an evil thing that grows in ones head and festers. until lanced. And maybe it’s like a glorious sunrise after waking in the cool morning light of the mountains, maybe in the sierras. Yes. The sierras it is, tent camping of course. Oh hey! Yosemite. Ya. Yosemite where you get the cool shaded mornings and the ring of granite enclosing and protecting you in the bosom of the actual rock of the earth. Mental note to self, plan vacay for fam.

Well. The books going, as I’ve stated, and I’ve gone off the deep end in creativity. I’m an actual tye-dyer and it’s blowing my mind. At some point this summer a shop may appear quietly in the corner, have no fear. Visit and plan, as one should, on all things tye-dye. I am amazed at the difference when I was trying to be somewhat standard. At least on the colors. But then I unravel them, and they shine like a light taste of sweet cherry, the first of the season, on ones lips and tongue. Absolutely tasty, and after selling them (WHAT FOLLOWS IS THE SHPEEL!!!!! The shirts are six point one ounce cotton fiber shirts, {turn and indicate shoulder stitching} all double stitched along the seams and I use the procion dye{Dharma Trading Co.} dyes that literaly bond with the molecular level of the cotton fabric. I’m waiting on the trials, but so far no wear on the shirts after seven months.) I hope as well to be able to freak out on the published circuit. So far I’ve been writing, and then I wrote, and after all that I put some typing into the word processing program.