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Lately, the gym and I have been enemies, but tonight we had a reunion. As I got to the check in counter I realized that my key chain membership card had once again fallen off and stood in line to get a new one. It took the young black girl 4 times to find me in the computer and after three my innate paranoia kicked into gear. Surely something got screwed up in the billing. Or I haven't been

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Where do we go from here? Since this is my birthday I have made yet another commitment to writing. It is my dream, my passion, and it typically takes a backseat. The reason I like to write is because there are no boundaries. The reader's mind paints its own picture and anything is possible.Today is the first day of my new work schedule. I will now be going in at noon and staying till 9. For

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There is nothing quite as fascinating as staring at a blank white page. The world and opportunities seem endless.I was thinking about what state of mind I was in when I used to write a lot of witty banter about mundane events that happen. Also, why is it so fascinating to me? I suppose because people and life are so compelling. Even in their simplest forms the layers can unfold

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Your breathMy faceBothIn the right placeAwakeAsleepBothAt peaceYour thighMy handBothDependYour lightMy reflectionBothAs one

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People ask me all the time, “What was it like growing up in Wisconsin?” Well, they don’t really ask me that all the time, but I sorta wish they did. Last night I watched the Tennessee/UCLA game and it reminded me of an infamous day in my childhood.Back in the day, a friend of mine’s dad somehow knew the back up quarterback for UCLA. We actually got to meet him and he was a cool guy, but I can’

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I can't write today and that's why I have to do it. Oddly enough that was the second sentence I wrote and I thought it said everything the first one said, but better. But, from here on out, there is no editing. It's straight off the top. It's a cleanse. I've been cleaning and watching a VH1 80's countdown marathon. I am simply fascinated with stories behind songs. From U2's "In the Name of

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My brother sent me an Internet link today and simply asked, "Have you seen this?"I clicked to the story and it was about a guy who'd been arrested for throwing rocks at the door at a small county courthouse in my home state. The article said police walked outside to see what was going on and the man walked willingly toward the officers with his hands out ready to be cuffed. When they asked him

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Okay, here's the thing. I have always loved Stone Temple Pilots. They hit a spot with me years ago and have seemingly remained this cool and relevant band even when you're not really sure if they really are a band. Five scorching records in the 90's that put them on top of the Rock-n-roll world. They've always sort of been tagged as a Nirvana/Pearl Jam followers, but I don't really see it.

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Whenever I get gas I expect to meet at least one panhandler. Today, I pulled up to the pump and saw him standing next to the ice machine at the corner of the store. I thought, hey, there's the new friend I will meet in a few minutes. Using pay at the pump I focused on the task at hand. Staying in the now with techniques I've been hearing about on Oprah. Clutching the handle, I poured the

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Today I've chosen self love as my topic. Who impacts how we feel about ourselves? Can outside factors truly make a difference or does it come from a spiritual center that is balanced and grounded in a place that insulates us from destruction and blooms with purity that spreads into those around us? Yes, it is a hidden desire of mine to be a psychologist. For a brief stint I even declared it my

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So I'm hanging out in the self help section at Borders and notice this attractive woman nestled into the co-dependent corner. I immediately felt a little awkward...not because she was lucious in the vein of a college professor's wife, but it's just a little uncomfortable crowding with a stranger in such a openly personal setting. Just then I notice a very short (not that I am towering) older (

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My obsession with convenience stores continues. Today, I stopped by to get some cash and grab a Coke. (Those two actions just reminded me of how impossibly human I remain). One of the clerks was on break, surfing wirelessly from her laptop near the ATM and she complimented my jacket. Of course, I did a double-take because I can assure you compliments by employees in these places are hard to

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Tonight we played a gig with a band from France, Breakfast Show, that is on a U.S. tour. Sure, that sounds glamorous until you tee it up at Springwater on a Sunday night. It's like the best dive bar in town, but nobody was really out for the show. It was our 3rd internationally shared bill in a month. England, Israel, and France. We played before them and the drummer came up to me and simply said

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Yes, I went to GNC tonight. Must have been about 20 minutes before closing. Let me tell you, I don't know if I've ever seen anyone else in that store besides me. How they stay open is beyond me... but then again, everything in that place will break the bank."How much is this back-up powder scoop?" "$23.99""Oh."Anyway, I walk in and no one is there. Not even a worker. I walked around for about 5

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I haven't blogged here in ages.  I've been writing on my MySpace page, but I think those people are just trying to get into my pants. So... I will transfer some of those writings here and continue with the Liquid Kosmos.  Thanks for reading.  

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Sometimes things happen to me that seize the inside of my chest and I know they be forever  branded on my brain. A lot of times they are subtle events of the day that you don't really notice at the time, but  drag your memory to a situation or conversation. It never fails if you trust your ability to respond to a situation.Really...ok, what is triggered when I say, oh.... Judge Judy?For me,

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It's eerily quiet tonight. A mere two hours ago there were fireworks exploding over downtown, but now all I can hear is the quiet hum of the neighbor's air conditioner. Even the bar parking lot on the corner, which is typically filled with drunk, screaming women is still. The other night a link to poetry.com came up on my screen, so I clicked through and submitted a poem for a chance to win

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Had a discussion with a guy at work about "how things are now" and we both agreed the internet has ruined everything. Maybe a little dramatic, but consider what it is doing to our lives.Nothing is exciting anymore. There is no suspense and everything you want to know or see is a mere click away. Want to know what John Mark Karr had for lunch today? Check the blogs. Want to know how many

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Some of you may have read about my ankle problems a few days ago. I was concerned enough to make a doctor's appointment to make sure it wasn't serious. Strangely enough, however, I wore a brace and an arch support deal over the weekend and feel like I am back to full strength. But, there was "just enough doubt" in my mind to follow through with the doctor.I'm should have canceled the appointment.

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True story of idiocyI rarely shop at Wal*Mart, but for the last few weeks I have had reoccuring thoughts about something that I need to purchase at that wasteland. The item was one of those things that just screams, Wal*Mart will have it at a good price. But for the last few weekends I have forgotten to go there and get said item. So, today, I woke up and one of the first things I thought was

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Since sports seems to drive my blog readership more than anything else I might as well chime in on the Terrell Owens. For those of you who don't know him, he is a controversial wide receiver for the Dallas Cowboys.Last night, he shocked the world again by allegedly overdosing on pain pills and some reports claimed that he attempted to commit suicide. He denied it and said the rumor is ludicris

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Most things change because people get bored or think they have a better way to do something, but the truth is many changes are bad decisions. Major League Baseball's decision go to the Wild-card wasn't necessary and will eventually hurt the game. Here's why.First of all, I am a lifelong Milwaukee Brewer fan, so it has nothing to do with my team and everything to do with me being a fan of the game

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Some of these bloggers are banking serious cash now... I stumbled upon a celebrity gossip site that charges 25 grand a year for a banner ad. Not to mention they get media passes to the big fashion events, etc. It's a very simple idea that people have latched onto and it makes me jealous.I wonder what I could blog about that would garner that kind of interest? They are getting like 500 comments

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I just finished watching Martin Scorsese's film biography "No Direction Home: Bob Dylan." It made me happy, sad, a bigger fan, and furious in one long (actually two) sittings.The thing with Dylan is he is a perfect example of the human condition. A man who wanted to do one thing in life, but was dragged into places he didn't want to go because what he did touched so many people. He is one of

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Not many know this, but I once won a dance contest at an all-black bar in Milwaukee, WI. My friends and I went to Brewer game earlier that night and the hotel was right across from the club.We (me and four other white guys) unknowingly walked into a gem of a night. It was packed and we decided to hang out and see what was going on. About ten minutes into the carousing, they announced they needed

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They say write about what you know and I guess my uncle's car lot would be a good place to start. Vic Hansen & Sons is in Beloit, WI and I have an odd fascination with how my family has preserved this gem for nearly a hundred years.Vic was the originator. I never met Vic... but I met the sons. They are my 2nd uncles. Then, in an odd twist of fate, THEY had sons who have run the business for the

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Disclaimer: In no way am I quoting in the following blog.I have decided to change the name of my blog to "The Liquid Kosmos." It's all part of my attempt at evolution and inspired by a recent listen to Ken Wilber's audio session called "Kosmic Consciousness." While it is an amazing and mind bending listen, it's really nothing we don't know. He just maps things out to make our path's make more

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One of the coolest things about Nashville is that you can be just about anywhere and run into a famous musician performing in a corner bar. Last night a group of friends and I were walking up to Printer's Alley and noticed there was a lot of activity in front of Jesse Zane's Nashville Nights. It's that little music club just before Printer's Alley where they have people out front, almost

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12th and Porter won me back... see last post. I went in expecting to see a songwriter's night, which is ok, but was blown away by the live taping of 6 of Nashville's best rock bands.They were making a DVD and it was pretty good stuff. The rest of the story...later.Night.

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My readership has fallen about 25% in the last week, and that on the heels of a huge surge. I've decided to dedicate this blog to the die-hards who stick with me and read my new blogs; even when there aren't any. Today (like most days these days) went by like a blur. I didn't even notice if it was sunny. Was it?And now I am here and don't know what to write about because I don't really

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over. It started with a little Christmas party and ended with a cab ride and to add insult to injury I had to ride my bike to a business meeting at 9:00 this morning. It's freezing.I don't know why the neighbor dog doesn't wanna hang with me anymore. He used to bark a lot and come over to the fence when I came home, but now he doesn't move an inch when I call his name. He just looks at me like I

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I made a sarcastic post about not getting any comments on my writing and the next day I had a huge spike in readership. What are you telling me? That you are intrigued by my pain and emptiness? Can't turn away from the blood and guts? Or, do you simply feel for the struggle and support of my artistic integrity? Those are the questions I hope to answer over the next 6 months. Months that I will

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I have one goal for this blog. It's not to get rich, famous, or be loved. It's not to pick up women, (although it has crossed my mind). Not to find God or make some monumental point about politics, religion, or medicine. It is simply this: To not get any comments. Thank you for helping me out.

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We've all heard the backhanded comment, "this neighborhood's gone to hell," but when's the last time you heard of a neighborhood going to heaven?I can't wait to hear someone muse, "Technology is moving so slow these days."Or maybe, "It never comes down to money.""The shit missed the fan.""The trouble with kids these days is that they grow up too slow."I have heard this one before, but rarely: "

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I can't comment on it, but I was floored by something I found out today.

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Trust me, I'm not a big fan of musicals, but I just got back from the Belcourt Theatre, and "Zombies Can't Climb" is hilarious. The setting is the church rooftop, where the characters are stuck because the village below is full of flesh-eating zombies. And of course they are safe on the roof because well, zombies...can't climb. Stick with me here, I know it sounds crazy but, this is some funny

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There wasn't much dancing and no loud music, but last night's party was loaded with personality. Nashville has some really interesting people if you know where to find them.There is nothing better than house parties. The whole club and bar scenes have passed me by with a fury. It's always too loud and people are way to0 pre-occupied in the midst of sensory overload. Plus, I'm getting older...

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I can't remember a time when I've been more inspired by Christmas. I am feeling the love at levels I didn't realize existed. There is a lot to be thankful for, but I won't go into that here. Those lists are posted all over the Internet. Today, I think it's much more important to look at why we are, at certain times, more thankful than others. In my opinion, this year's "happy fuel" is the

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Last night after work I stopped by the convenience store to get a candy bar. I was craving a Kit Kat for some reason and my desires would not go away. What is it with these places? It seems like they are anything but convenient these days. Long lines and oppressed workers. Tonight was no different. I patiently stood in line and watched as the lady cashier fumbled through the customers.

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My boss is a visionary. I wish more people could grasp his concepts, but I guess that is the price of genious.Our company is on the cusp of revolutionizing the industry and harnessing the energy for how people get their information. It is a daunting task, but I wouldn't want anyone other than my boss at the helm.I see a lot of bouncers in bars wearing shirts that say, "XYZ Security, polite, but

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Tonight I went to this open house in Brentwood at the Governor's Club. For those of you who don't know, Brentwood, TN, like other Brentwoods (who is this Brentwood character?) is full of money. I mean, it is oozing out of these people's skin, I think. And from what I hear, it's the new Nashville money. Bell Meade is the old school, lawn jockey, 18th century kind of shit. Brentwood is

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Well, as I may, or may not have mentioned, I am working on a new recording project. It's piano and drums. Tori Amos rocks, kind of thing. We laid down 11 tracks over two weekends and now our engineering genious, Reid, will pull the mix together. It sounds great and we had the good fortune of top-line equipment in a killer studio on Music Row. I'm guessing we'll have a show sometime toward the end

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It all started on Wednesday night when I went to see a friend's band. They're called IDE and they sounded awesome at Mercy Lounge. I'm not sure how to describe they're music, probably something simple like, new rock, but it has nice texture and they have good feeling in what they do. My friend Mark is the drummer and he wears cool black wristbands. I'm predicting that he will bring the trend

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It's time for me to write again. I have been reading a lot of blogs and depresses me that I am not involved. So many things happen to me on a daily basis that are "blog-worthy" and I typically let them fade away. Don't worry, though, they are still in my brain somewhere and you will soon get the goods.What has happened to me lately. I have become a work-a-holic. Doing my part to save a

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I turned on the TV after work today and, to my delight, the screen replete with women. They pranced, danced, and waltzed about, on stage for everyone to see. Their legs and midriffs were bare, and gloves concealed their hands. It was reality TV at it's finest with sweat, drool, and men who wagged their tongues in between chugs of beer. I never imagined I would be fixated on women who box.My first

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Ok, I just realized that Nashville's favorite online magazine has noticed me with a fancy link on the side of their page, so it's time I get my ass back in gear. Look for loads of comments tonight after I get home from work. Posts will include: A downright nasty slam of Alecia Keys, insights from my personal revolution, and a wonderful look at Myspace and what it means to the future of dating.

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My bad on the lack of posts. My computer is down and I don't post from work, so here's a quick note to let you know that I'll be back soon with a full recap of my band's performance in the studio, which turned out far better than I would have imagined. Stay with me... I feel another surge.

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So I'm (actually I'm not sure where I was) over south of town just past 100 Oaks Mall and I drive past this K-Mart (Big K for all of you that still shop there) and remember that I need razors and some crap for my allergies.It has been a while since I've been to a Big K, but it feels vaguely familiar as I pull a rusty shopping cart from its perch. Yes, I know, why would I need a shopping cart for

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There is something immeasurably sexy about this photograph.  

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They sucked me right in.  

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Is this any way to treat the most kind and peaceful human images? 

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"Here's Johnny" 

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This guy looks right at home tossing hatchets.  

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They didn't "F" around back in the day.  

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This owl was about one more photograph from ripping out my trachea.  

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Master Falconer Kitty Tolsen Carrol's assistant.  

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Why don't you come with me little girl, on a "magic camel ride." 

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That is me, deep in the forest, and captivated by The Minstrels of Mayhem. 

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She was not happy with me taking this photo.  

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Bad photo of a stunning minstrel. 

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Proof that faries dream. 

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These guys were great, but the photo was of the mystery girl 

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Happy to be a wench 

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Someone must know that I am single, because I get pop up ads for every dating service on the Internet - and trust me, there are hundreds. You can find anyone you want, just be subscribing to these friendly services. Tall, short, friendly, black, white, oriental, freaky, funky, spunky, rich, poor, a bore. Whatever you need, I can hook you up with one quick link.For the second straight year, I

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I'm pretty openminded. I'll ride down a busy street to put attention on the environment, but I'll also see the cop's point of view and how people could be upset because their wife may be having a baby and a group of tree huggers like me are inbetween them and the hospital. I think it's good to keep a balanced perspective on things and see issues from another person's perspective. Hell, I even

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The pictures are from Critical Mass - Nashville. The story explaining the whole damn thing follows the string of photographs. And I just want to point out that I have a few recent stories that were quickly bumped down, so don't forget to keep reading.

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You can't really tell, but traffic was at a standstill behind these rebels. That's Billy waving for the camera, as if to say, "We own this place."  

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Taking back the streets! 

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The girl from Portland, Oregon celebrates with a rebellious fist to her side.  

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Critical Mass version 2 erupts on West End. 

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Thrashing the AmSouth parking lot. This is just before we got kicked out by the security guard without a gun.  

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Standing tall to bring down the oil giants.  

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These are the real heros.  

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Me taking over the streets of Nashville. Why yes, that is West End I'm disrupting. 

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The "Rebel with a stipend" blowing down West End toward the City.  

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Me, ready to take over the streets for CM- Nashville version 1.  

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Billy just before Critical Mass - Nashville version 1.  

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The other day when I was riding around town, I noticed a sign taped to a telephone pole that said, "Critical Mass," Friday, 5 p.m. Centennial Park. I knew I had to go.Last year, when I was in NYC, I was in line ready to rent a bike and join their CM. I was so fired up because I can't think of a cooler place to take over the streets with hundreds of bikers than Manhattan. Barnstorming the busiest

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Boxers or briefs? is probably the most famous of questions like that, but I have a few more to list, then I thought maybe you could help me out with some more... and then we'll all take a big quiz. Coke or Pepsi?David Lee Roth or Sammy?Pearl Jam or Nirvana?Cake or Pie?Vodka or Gin?I kinda suck at this... help a brotha out.

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I finally got back out on the bike. Felt pretty good, but there are some serious allergens floating around these parts. My eyes are on fire right now! Good thing I bought that eye-wash station from the guy over at the gas station. Talk about soothing.It's not bad, but I've lived in towns that are far more "biker friendly". (Which reminds me, if anyone out there has a firm handle on whether or not

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The guys from my old band are coming to town in a couple of weeks. We're recording a new record. It's been two years since we've played together and two thirds of us are pretty much hacks. The good news is; we will be giving all of you eight new songs to play at your slumber parties.I like to describe the music as funk-folk-rock, or even more precisely Tupac meets Dylan. But, the truth is, when

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Last night I called my buddy in Florida and asked what he was doing? He promptly said, "I'll tell you what I'm doing, I'm reading a little spank material." It tied my tongue for a minute because I wasn't sure if I liked the idea of him sitting on the couch with his hand under the blanket while we talked, but then I realize he meant he was reading MY Blog.The title for this blog originated on a

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Today was the first time I've been to church in ages. What made me do it? Good question.Well, I had been hearing about the Bellview Community Church and how it was "different" than other churches. Great music, laid back, friendly people, and a dynamically "real" pastor. The reports were correct.It truly was a pleasant experience, even for someone as skeptical as me. The music was great...although

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Not even the hottest woman can make these look good on her feet. Let's all just pretend like the round toe Amish shoe never happend. Hopefully this trend will swiftfully go away.

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I promised my friend I would go to see a 70's cover band with him at Mercy Lounge and last night was the night. I truly do not like cover bands, but he's a fun guy and when he invited me he had that "kid hiding something" look, so I was intrigued. It was one of those "you'll thank me later" things.More like, I'll "kick your ass later."Mercy Lounge is a cool music room, but I can't deal with the

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Just got back from a run and am dressed and ready for work an hour before normal. So, do I figure out something to do or go in early? I've always contended that if I start going in early, I'll just stay until the normal time at night, so I'd just be working more hours if I go in early. BUT, I also think I might be able to get more done if I go in now, so I think I'm going to try it. I'll keep

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This was the sight of Mr. Roboto's now infamous BlogNashville welcome party. If you look closely you will see "Gnash" the Predator's mascot seemingly ready to jump after the NHL cancelled the season.

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My last post was supposed to be a social observation, but it has turned into a touchy subject...And not for the reason I expected. Well, maybe...People are overweight, that's a given, but I guess what's more relevant is the idea of "gawking" at women. They are tired of it boys. At least that's what I hear.My band is coming in town three weeks from now and I was just playing along to the rough

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I am unusually miffed by how overweight people are these days.Today I was standing in line at Subway (the low-fat/eat fresh palace) and 11 out of the 14 people in line were noticeably overweight. That is nearly 80 percent and this is in the crown jewel of "healthy" fast-food illusions. Sure, they could all be on the pursuit of Jared and eating two low-fat subs a day, but I've heard "can I get a

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Just had pizza at Mafiaoza's down on 12th Ave. South (12 South for you hipsters) and I realized the funny thing about how things are these days is you just never know what is good or bad anymore. Take pizza for example...to me, Mafiaoza's pizza is garbage. BUT, maybe it's how they make it in some small Italian village, which, of course, makes it authentic. Chicago pizza on the other hand, rocks

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Another fine photo from my library. I ran into this guy at Mule Day in Columbia, TN. He seems like the type that saves all his cookies for one blowout weekend. I was fortunate to see him at the top of his game.

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Sunday (I was too tired to write this yesterday, but think I added something, right? I'm trying to be conscious of adding at least one post of day) I went hiking at Radner Lake. Five miles of running, stumbling, and ass-kicking. I'm telling you, I am not a hiker and was a tad concerned I might fall over the edge at a couple points. My eyes didn't leave the trail.So, I'm out there with Billy who

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Me caught by a quick triggered photographer in the bathroom at Mercy Lounge.She actually took another picture too, but you'll have to go here to see it.

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This was supposed to be a picture of a hot girl, but instead it's just more stuff from Hempfest 2005. 

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More tantalizing sights from Hempfest 2005 

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This guy's hair is quite amazing to me.  

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Now, these would go great in the den.

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It was a great day to buy crap Even if you don't have a bike, you should steal one on a day like this. I took a liesurely roll through West End and discovered a myriad of exciting sights I wouldn't have seen if I had just kept sleeping. One being a big garage sale in Centennial Park.I find people's propensity for buying stuff amazing. "Hey honey, let's go down to the Hempfest and buy some stuff."

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The drummer for the incomparable Pat Martino

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The incomparable Pat Martino at Main Street Jazz Fest

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