The witching hour has nearly expired. A glorious evening indeed! This was a Thursday night unlike the other Thursday nights of the month, every bit of sidewalk and blackened street dances with creative energy as the thousand wander, stumble and laugh their way through blocks of artists on display. The Red Light of art; the downtown Art Walk!
I have dabbled in numerous arts myself; ceramics, oils, watercolors, pen and ink, charcoals, if there was a way to express my creativity I would dive into it headlong as a child running down the stairs on Christmas morning, screaming with joy as arms flail about at top speed, the colors and sounds of carefully wrapped packages being demolished in an instant of unbridled lust and joy. The anticipation of hidden gems and golden surprises to be found in each package inevitably dampened by the reality of how short the gifts fell from fantasy. The love behind them quickly surfaces though as mom serves up no-bake cookies in both chocolate and vanilla, true orgasm defined!
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The smooth voice and scintillating movement of Jazz calls my name softly with the delicate spice of pheromones, sex and cigarettes mingle with musical notes over light conversation and bobbing heads.
Dégagez la table, je viens!
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In my last entry I talked about the impact bottled water has on the ocean. One easy way for us to help heal the ocean is to properly recycle our plastic water bottles and ideally reduce the amount of bottled water we purchase.
Time being as it is, I seem to be having difficulty posting a daily piece and I did promise 25 ways you may help heal the ocean in honor of the upcoming Malibu Triathlon I am entered in along with my team mates from Team Oceana.
I hope to write some more but just in case the Triathlon sneaks up on me sooner than expected some ideas anyone may do to help heal our oceans, lakes and rivers!
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The 2009 Malibu Triathlon is 25 days away I thought it an opportune moment to share 25 ways we may all contribute to healing our Oceans. I will be participating in the triathlon with Team Oceana and you may help both myself and Oceana heal the ocean with your tax deductible donation HERE. There are also ways that you may contribute at home and throughout your day. Reducing your plastic consumption is a Great start!
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Watching the television and seeing the brilliant green trees and grass surrounding the Indianapolis Speedway I ease back into my midwest space. The Indy 500 is an international race that is one of the great all American annual events, a Memorial Day weekend tradition, an Indiana institution. I love the Indy 500. 
The traditions inherent with the Indy 500 include an integration of observance of our soldiers, particularly those we have said our sorrowful goodbyes to in this life. 300,000 fans pack the Speedway and all rise as our national anthem is sung. It is followed by the presentation of arms and 21 gun salute. As a kid it always rained in the morning on Memorial Day. I thought it was the neatest thing as it was the tears of the fallen in heaven raining down on us, reminding us not to forget the sacrifices made on my behalf. By afternoon the sun would clear its way through the raindrops and I would dance on wet moss in the forest with the sun on my back. I grew up and had the privilege of attending the Indy 500 and recall it almost always rained on Sunday, several times it rained into Monday. Most of the time though the rain would clear and they would dry the tracks with giant jet engine like machines. Again, I thought it was the neatest thing. Tears from heaven but only for a short while. Soon the would clear and the sunshine would warm our bodies and charge our optimism for better days.
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