runnin

mah shoes r too damn comfi fer me ta getta propr wrkout

SimDreams

Well, the JubJub's name is elola, there's tezee, too.

There's the mansion, the metropolis, the dizzying busy park to end all theme-parks.

Later on, I founded the precursor to ancient Rome.

I beat the high scores, I exceeded expectations with Empire.

I can re-visit those cities waiting for me, I can revive that family in the mansion, I can whirl around in my favorite rollercoaster 

I can go back in time, where it is all still living on

frozen in time with the last save, still able to be recovered

I can have that life back

those mindsets for me are like riding a bike.

But what good would it do 

to go back for round two...?

It don't hurt to play games some

s'long as it don't cut productivity none

the thing with life is

it can't be won

rarely can you save it as is and return to level one

you've got to keep on- keep on building

more levels, never done

each game was a step 

a building block 101

to dominate the matrix, high score your tetris, create your mini-metropolis

and with a click of your finger, a bite of the mouse

you make a world of imagination and can construct your dream house.

Humph - We play such a small part in person, wouldn't you say?

How we're just a pawn in the game, a small voice in the crowd, person 1234 with a # but no name?

Unless you realize somethings, and take it to the streets:

that maybe experience accumulated in masterminding these worlds

can truly apply to real life, where if you're actually making a difference, where it doesn't sound so lame?

It's hard and takes much patience, you can't speed up the pace of the game -

in fact Time gets a-hold of you, turns your control-prefs to shame.

Wind up the buttons, pull some of those knobs, get this one going

don't mess this one up, autosave need not apply

you're out in the open, exposed, you're living it, My!

Maybe it's a dream, living that Sim version of yourself

where you're still young, it's all in fun, and in game... This you say to yourself to get by.

summ'r anthems

bicycling is difficult, when you have a heavy shoulder bag that doesn't cross your body.

it made me fall

then one block later I laughed at how funny it all went down.

Zimbabwe pop music, you must make everybody so happy!

I made homemade mashed potatoes, caprese salad, and stove-top veggies with Tony

after a bike ride to the local Co-op grocery shop where we got our goodies

after drinking Corona and donuts at 4 in the afternoon in the sun

I'm listening to a reggae version of Like A Rolling Stone

http://www.myspace.com/thereggaecowboys

as I am gchatting with a dear dear friend, Anne, in Guatemala

what a lovely girl, used to work at that co-op mentioned earlier

she is heading to Mexico tomorrow

not sure on the city. Not sure how to make the decision -- Oh! She said it depends on the rain.

As if, as if -- as if the answer's blowin' in the wind.  

warm wave

Shore! We shall see, Sally.

apple dumplings

Had an adventure today

got steamin' apple dumplins' off the side of a country road

$3 ea.

soaking wet from a bike ride to get to the Center

biking in the rain is an experience, I yelped a lil'

woooo hoo!!! Yeah, baby! It was a good ride.

We pulled over once I saw the apple dumpling sign.

Rode several more miles - I am not a biker you know! It was a challenge!

...and finally, home! just before dusk, still in a tank and capris, breeze feelin' nice 

Tony gave my bike a makeover, new oil, pumped tires, ready to go

I have a nice shiny car you know, but sometimes it's better to let it sit there, even in the rain.

internet have we met

blogging

twittering

facebooking

checking and updating our website

internet-music-ing

Is it all real?

It is, if we are truly connecting.

Here (*points to head*), here we can be connected, friend

Smile at me back, please,

and snap a digital pic to send to me when you do

so I know it's real :-)

smooth sweet mexican sway

lot of green stuff this week

in the light of the bright yellow sun

bohemian melody, baby, sweet hippie love

I sing and dance alone to my own happy rhythm