2009

I stand above a river On a thin plank of wood Below the rapids rage Above the sky is blue I hold my arms out As if I could fly I squeeze my eyes shut And imagine what it is to die How easy would it be To totter off to one side Loose my balance and fall Into the churning waters Would anyone notice Would anyone care If I jumped Would I scream From fear or the rush The finality of it all Would I smile As time seems to erase When you fall For a moment you fly The wind rushing past your face And then there is nothing at all So I open my eyes And let out a sigh Put one foot in front of the other And start to move forward again Slowly but surely Across this balance beam Thin as a knife Only the pure can make it Only the true survive Am I strong enough Or will my sin Cause me to take That final dive Walking on a knifes edge This is my final test To put one foot in front of the other And never look down To balance on my shoulders The worlds good and evil And never loose my footing So I keep my head held up high Eyes only on my goal Of redemption In the blood red sky

I love Mattie Leeds backyard, it is amazing what else do I have to say? The guy has a chop suey sign back here! Open Studios, the wonders you show me 😀

I was just thinking about something, in school teachers always want students to have everything double spaced because it is MLA format. I don’t understand that. I mean maybe it makes it easier to look at and mark up but all it does is make it easier for students to have their work look twice as long as it actually is. I think it is bad to do things double spaced because when will you ever really do that in life? I mean you don’t see books double spaced unless they are for two year olds. Your boss isn’t going to ask for a double spaced paper or resume. ...

This painting was really cool, it was basically a gigantic Where’s Waldo painting full of cool little things. Pikachu was just one of many, I thought some of my friends would appreciate this. The artist had a lot of cool work.

Is this not one of the cutest dogs in the world? Cooper, my neighbors labradoodle is so amazing and fluffy. This to me is a face of happiness. I can’t help but smile. So if you need a good smile look no further.

Yesterday we drove up to Santa Rosa for Levi’s Gran Fondo ride. This morning it’s time to head over to the start for the big event. I’m hooking up with Matt Twisselman to do the 100km route. Besides being a great guy, he’s also the LOC chairman for the the Santa Cruz stage of the Amgen Tour of California. He’s also the guy I have to thank for the great Chairman’s Ride jersey I’ll be wearing today. Matt is busy working the VIP area with Levi and the other ToC honchos. ...

Can you say new favorite artist? I went to open studios today and found some really great artists in Tannery Row. By far my new favorite artist is number 43 Camille Krilanoviche. Her art was amazing, I wish I could buy some of the originals. Here is one piece I really enjoyed called Flex Flight. Keep up the good work artists.

Shout out of the day goes to Hailey, love you honey bunches of oats!! Thanks for hanging out with me, I can’t wait to give Golnoosh our present!

Charlotte and I are headed up to Santa Rosa to do Levi’s Gran Fondo ride tomorrow. First we need to get through San Francisco. Then there are a few cool sites while we make our way through Marin. There sure is a ton of traffic around here. A few interesting shots now that we’ve made it to Santa Rosa. They’re just starting to set things up for tomorrow’s expo while I wait in line for my registration. Looks like local framebuilder Calfee is getting his stuff together. I think this is the closest I will get to actually riding with Levi unfortunately. ...

I stand alone But never truly alone I see myself in the mirror But it doesn’t follow me It shakes a finger Laughing I wave it waves Copies me but not me I wonder if it is Another world Boring world All you do is copy others Sounds familiar Mimic me Let me see Show me the greatest you can be Not much It steps from the mirror A barren lake She grabs me pulling me through Her eyes empty and black Lifeless Hair tattered, a mess Skin pale and sticky Blood She pulls me into the water Drowning in her arms Mimic me, mimic this Take my breath a deadly kiss Drowning slowly It laughs at me Your mine now She whispers into my ear ...