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nAp TiMe-->WeDnEsDaY mArCh 10th

...sunrise over Chavez Ravine.......beautiful.......the lights from dodger stadium line the hill tops in the distance......LA has it's moments.....it's dark-side, and all the rest of it........tomorrow it's a plane ride for 15 hours to Taipei....away from friends and family, but closer to home.......it is 45 degrees outside, way to f-ing cold for me......going where the climate suits my clothes......shorts, flip flops, and a t-shirt........it's so nice not to have 15 employees, 30 sales reps, and a bunch of overwhelming none-sense running around in my head.........employees are interesting, you pay them good(they think they are being exploited)and they work just enough.........to not get fired.......glad i am out of that......not to mention all the rest of it with the taxes, the hoops(you can not do anything in America without a "fee", "license", or a "permit" - from the cradle to the grave...and beyond)it's all structured just so, you can't get ahead........just treading water, sometimes weekends off, or 2 weeks vacation a year, paid if you are lucky, and the time off is spent catching up on rest from the grind........and the rest of the world thinks we have it good........sometimes a nap can do the trick.........forget the woe's and worries......and all the rest of it....

SuNrIsE mArCh 09-10 TuEsDaY

.......it's 430am and the jet lag has been on for 3 days, didn't have any this trip....until now.......weird really, I guess I was running on indorphins, sadness, anxiety, or some word we use to describe something that we feel. the word is not the thing.......as mr brick so eloquently use to tell me........when we use words to describe the indescribable, you dismiss it. I can not even begin to describe the sunrise at Nusa Dua, I couldn't do it justice......even a picture or video can't capture it, as it's a feeling...........through out my whole body......time stops......thought stops.....I am plugged into the world(not the rat-race, get to work before you're late, work 7, 9, 12, 16 hours, flip off the asshole who cut you off on the way home world) of nature..........being in the warm Indian Ocean, still dark as I paddle out, no other humans around, just sea creatures, dawn starting to break, the silence of the sunrise, the beauty of the clouds, the colors, the volcano's.......the tree lined mountains, the reef......alive, 4'-6' surf..........and doing this everyday......never the same, a new experience......every time.....i just laid out some components of a morning in Bali, but the feeling of being part of this is indescribable...........I love this world.......be back to it soon...........

AcAdEmY aWaRdS - mOnDaY mArCh 8th 2010

.....this is a picture of a real oscar, sitting in the McCray's house, on their piano.......I picked it up, it's heavy.......hollywood Saluted it's own yesterday........it was the Academy Awards all the world was watching except me.......saw a bit of red carpet outfits, and a few movie stars......that was it though....spent the day, today, at dads, doing paperwork, had a nap, cleaned out my car, then over the hill to give my car to Gallo, and speak at Nicotine Anonymous........the countdown is on..........

Horse Fall--->Dad in the 50's--->3/7/10

...well Dads life was celebrated yesterday with friends and Family.......a great celebration, I heard great stories about Dad, the Marines did a flag folding........it was nice......my old dear friends showed and helped......it was one of the days that I will remember for the rest of my life----------->wow------------>it's all setting in, as I've been numb till now......up at 4am today, with Dad on the mind......checked the surf to go as I was up..... small.......haven't been in the water this trip, and it has been really great, best winter in California for surf in years.........I am depressed.........I just saw some pictures of Uluwatu yesterday, it was 6' and glassy, unbelievable at this time of year......glassy at ulu's.........I hope that is some kind of sign, of things to come.......well my friends are here, my Hollywood stay is coming to an end, Dad is laid to rest by his friends, and I will be baptized in the Indian Ocean shortly...........Blogs are funny......I write  for myself to write.......usually keep it in the present, what's going on now, today, and haven't been, dipping into the past, the drug stuff, the violence, the bottoms, the darkness, the situations, the music, the fun.......none of it.........guess that is better..........or I don't know.............lots of picture taking lately reminds me of the mid eighties when I always had my camera with me..........the gear is heavier now, I have a 30lbs+ pack on my back everywhere I go........

Dad's Memorial SaTuRdAy MaRcH 6th

....Dad took this picture of Me and Sasha in November 1967, on the set of High Chaparal in Big Bear, that means I was almost 2 years old and Sasha was almost 3......the picture kinda sums it up, Dad probably said something like look over here, which Sasha did, and obviously had my own agenda, which included not listening........as I was the center of not listening for many years to come after this picture was taken......I listen today......it helps quiet the mind......but it's not about a quiet mind or about me today...........it's dads day.........memorial to RFH, Bobby, Robert, Robert Francis Hoy........DAD........it will be nice to see my old buddies, family that I use to see only on holidays, although that slowly dwindled over the years as we all moved about our own ways......it's on today.....remembrance.......celebration.......sadness.......it's on........it will be the apex of this time then the real deal will start........just me in my head with the loss of my Pal........
 

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