After a year of living in Lake Union I'm moving to Renton. It has been an experience and the Hill will continue to be my hood, as I won't stop grabbing my latte's at Vivace, sunbathing in polka dot speedo's and prussian winter camo beach towels at Cal Anderson Park, buying CD's at Everyday Music and eating at Charlies. As a result I have renewed my membership to Castle (yes, the super porn store) for the next 5 years.
Still, I'm looking forward to Renton and the camaraderie of a good friend and roomie.
Also I'm looking forward to having Washer and Dryer in unit, SPA, gym and covered parking at no extra charge.
2/29/08
2/16/08
Sand in the Vaseline
Salty water splashing on my face
Sometimes in Puerto Marquez
Sailing a Hobie Cat to the sunset
Cool breeze
warm instant coffee and coffee mate
on the deck of a 41" Morgan
another lazy morning
at the clubhouse in the yacht club
It all makes sense and doesn't
on her cinnamon skin
scent of coconut vodka
sand where it shouldn’t
my hands discovering a tropical island
in her bright yellow swimsuit
Life happens
and changes and storms and time
and realities and dreams are never what we wanted
cold water splashing on my face
get up; it's time to go to work
I only get to daydream in a 5 minute latte
before it's too late
Don't think love is forever
happiness is random and sporadic
and life keeps pouring minutes
on the death clock and her hours
for timeless is the buoy
and endless was her skin
don't think it's forever
my mind betrays
and I'm slowly drifting away
back to the coconut sands
to the vodka mango
to the island I once left behind
so much for a $5.00 latte
I better get to work on time.
Sometimes in Puerto Marquez
Sailing a Hobie Cat to the sunset
Cool breeze
warm instant coffee and coffee mate
on the deck of a 41" Morgan
another lazy morning
at the clubhouse in the yacht club
It all makes sense and doesn't
on her cinnamon skin
scent of coconut vodka
sand where it shouldn’t
my hands discovering a tropical island
in her bright yellow swimsuit
Life happens
and changes and storms and time
and realities and dreams are never what we wanted
cold water splashing on my face
get up; it's time to go to work
I only get to daydream in a 5 minute latte
before it's too late
Don't think love is forever
happiness is random and sporadic
and life keeps pouring minutes
on the death clock and her hours
for timeless is the buoy
and endless was her skin
don't think it's forever
my mind betrays
and I'm slowly drifting away
back to the coconut sands
to the vodka mango
to the island I once left behind
so much for a $5.00 latte
I better get to work on time.
2/12/08
Rush
Cuernavaca, Mexico. Circa 1981
It must have been on a weekend, probably Saturday, because I didn't have school that day. It was late morning and after a hearty breakfast I went out for a ride on my bike. I noticed how the pool seemed inviting, the red bugambilias in full blossom adorned the landscaped gardens of this one story house, located in the neighborhood of Rancho Cortez, which is in the north part of town. Spring was here and the mountain air brought a cool breeze, how I love Cuernavaca, particularly this side of the City. I was on my way to my schoolmate Neils Hinke's place, when I heard my neighbor calling my name. Him and his wife were a cool couple, they must have been on their late twenties back then, I remember I was just eleven. I don't remember his name but I do remember he was into cycles, I think he had a Kawasaki. He was also a Queen fan, I him and his wife found it strange that a kid my age liked the same music they did, like Baez, Joplin etc.
He had bought a new LP and wanted me to check it out, so I came inside.
His wife brought some cookies and coffee or something as he opened a drawer and proudly placed this new record on my hands, it was "Permanent Waves" by "Rush".
Who? I had never heard about them. He played it on a not so fancy record player, yet, their sound was so unique, while it was Progressive it was like nothing I had ever heard before. At that moment I became an instant fan, and remain until this day.
Betsy and I saw them for the very first time in 2004, on their R30 Tour at the White River Amphitheatre in Auburn. I had waited 23 years and it was well woth it.
As the lucky SOB I've always been, I now get to see them in May at The Gorge, on their Snakes and Arrows Tour, with Genie and her daughter Emily, and I can't wait.
I will be eleven again and remember how I went out and bought that record that very same day, years ago.
The cover art for Permanent Waves is also one of my all time favs. Gotta love a cotton-clad mons pubis Donna Reed amidst a chaotic flood, I mean, that panty peek-a-boo is heavenly yet Kafkian in an absurd and delicious way, just like Rush.
It must have been on a weekend, probably Saturday, because I didn't have school that day. It was late morning and after a hearty breakfast I went out for a ride on my bike. I noticed how the pool seemed inviting, the red bugambilias in full blossom adorned the landscaped gardens of this one story house, located in the neighborhood of Rancho Cortez, which is in the north part of town. Spring was here and the mountain air brought a cool breeze, how I love Cuernavaca, particularly this side of the City. I was on my way to my schoolmate Neils Hinke's place, when I heard my neighbor calling my name. Him and his wife were a cool couple, they must have been on their late twenties back then, I remember I was just eleven. I don't remember his name but I do remember he was into cycles, I think he had a Kawasaki. He was also a Queen fan, I him and his wife found it strange that a kid my age liked the same music they did, like Baez, Joplin etc.
He had bought a new LP and wanted me to check it out, so I came inside.
His wife brought some cookies and coffee or something as he opened a drawer and proudly placed this new record on my hands, it was "Permanent Waves" by "Rush".
Who? I had never heard about them. He played it on a not so fancy record player, yet, their sound was so unique, while it was Progressive it was like nothing I had ever heard before. At that moment I became an instant fan, and remain until this day.
Betsy and I saw them for the very first time in 2004, on their R30 Tour at the White River Amphitheatre in Auburn. I had waited 23 years and it was well woth it.
As the lucky SOB I've always been, I now get to see them in May at The Gorge, on their Snakes and Arrows Tour, with Genie and her daughter Emily, and I can't wait.
I will be eleven again and remember how I went out and bought that record that very same day, years ago.
The cover art for Permanent Waves is also one of my all time favs. Gotta love a cotton-clad mons pubis Donna Reed amidst a chaotic flood, I mean, that panty peek-a-boo is heavenly yet Kafkian in an absurd and delicious way, just like Rush.
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