Archive for December, 2011

collection of life

I have been getting this feeling like I might be letting down the inner fight club fan inside myself.  I am collecting a bunch of stuff in my home that I like, I like how I place it, I like how it looks… But really, it’s a  collection of junk.  In the big picture of things, I call it junk.  Nice looking planters, bookshelves, chairs, display shelves, stuff.  Yeah, it’s stuff you need i guess, to have a nice looking place and all.  But I just keep thinking of how Edward Norton was told by Brad Pitt that his shit was just junk, a collection of filler that makes him feel like he is accomplishing things in life.  Maybe it’s time to peep this attitude again.  I do like my stuff though.

On some tunes.. Kimya Dawson’s Thunder Thighs is killin it!

And yeah… Derrick Rose is still the shit.  Don’t sleep on him again, that would be lame.  Say you are not really into sports at all, no big deal, just watch an interview with this young man, seriously.  After you hear him talk, and hear him talk about his brothers and his mother, and Englewood where he is from… you will root for him after this I promise.


Dreamy mossy places

I do it in dreams sometimes, and that is nice because I get to smell a mossy goodness while I sleep.





Craigslist Free Section Reflection

I have just had a pretty good run with Craigslist.  I scored a new mattress, and a new bed frame, both are beyond pimp, and both have combined to give me the best sleep I have had in years… No kidding, years.  I got these items for $50 each, just good people not trying to rip people off.  Very fair pricing.  I thought I would pull some kind of Oprah, and pay it forward.  I posted my full size Ikea Malm bed that I bought from Craigslist 5 years ago in the free section.  I got 103 emails for the bed, in less than 12 hours.  Needless to say, I was a bit overwhelmed by the amount.  I thought I would search through the emails and find the “single parent that needs a bed for their kid” or something, but they all seemed to be in these kinds of situations.  I went with Jose email.  I will come right now if you call me.  He emailed at 6:48am, I woke up at 8, I called him.  He just picked it up.  Not quite the single parent sad story.  Jose needed the bed so he could finish setting up a bedroom in his brothers basement, he was on some post divorce moves.  ”instead of arguing about who got what, I just let her take everything, she even has the kids”, Ok, Jose, this bed is yours.   It’s a tough time out there, lots of good in the world, but for sure lots of people hurting.  Hurting hearts, Hurting water, Hurting air, Hurting pocketbooks.  I’m fully rested from my new bedding, I think I will take this restfulness into my day on a positive tip.  Happy Thursday fools.

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