Now THIS is interesting.

Blinking

I’m in a good place, as you say, but recently it’s been a bit difficult to remain in the good place. When you’re trying to get on your feet, the difficulty is in the waiting, the sheer duration of the effort. It takes so long. And so many things can set you back. The tiniest of changes, of unplanned and unexpected happenings, set the beginning of little ripples in the wave pool. Because who knows where it will go from there, who knows how big or small this wave will be. Who knows how much this will affect my reality.

You know something’s not totally right because you won’t hear from me. I won’t call you and I won’t make time to write you and I’ll pretend, like every other time, that I’m an island and you just won’t notice me missing. And I’ll do it to everyone, I’ll do it like I always do, right on schedule. Because I’m either wanting to keep my eyes closed still, or I’m wanting to reach that better place first, before I let myself be found.

You know, I don’t know what this is. I don’t know if it’s any good. I don’t know how you react or what you think, or even what I’ll think tomorrow. I don’t know if my current thought is delusion or hope. Hmm, Delusion or Hope… It’s tough to tell the difference between those two.

But nothing is really wrong right now. It’s just a sitting up, a looking around and realizing, “All the other runners have lapped me; I must not have been paying attention. It happened so fast. I’ve gotta get UP.” Time to go. Time to quit this. Go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go, you don’t need to stop to breathe, go.

There have already been about 10 words that I wanted to “embed” links into, but I don’t yet have that covered. How do I link to a specific place or passage on a blog? Seliot?

On A Clear Day?

Pueden Uds. aydarme?

Um, so Sound Of Euphoria is here, with me.
Holy f&^%$#W shit;
wow.
And quite a surprise as well. Because really, today is Monday. My week has just started and look what wild opportunity has arrived at my doorstep.
It really actually feels like this by the way.

And I’m telling you the truth. I came home after work and found her, surrounded by bags, sitting in front of my doorway. I looked down at her with a smile and she said, “I needed to get out of Dallas. I feel like a squatter here in your doorway. I’m gonna stay here for awhile.” And I smiled again.

So, she’s just pretty much delightful.
Very fun.
She’s already had me scrubbing red wine out of my carpet and dancing, in my living room, to what we put on the cd player.
Innovation and imagination.

She’s a friend and an interesting, interesting person to learn life with.
And I didn’t even mean to get personal. What conversation. really. What amazing conversation and living .

So anyway, just like every time we’re together, some amazing crazy memory begins it’s creation. I think that all would agree that time spent with her is always interesting and what I refer to as “a damn good time”. And it’s Monday night. And I have alot to get done at work this week, but The Sound Of Euphoria
is here to make the week feel nice. And it will, because she brings with her a reminding of Things Possible and is, shall I say, a grand diversion.

Hello. I haven’t talked to you in awhile. Good to see you. Let’s go to La Vista and try all the good things on the menu and drink bottles of wine and order tomatoes capresse and tiramisu for later.
Yum.

She won’t blog, but I think she should.

So Monday, I’m glad you’re over. I’ll be in Hawaii in 3 days and not be at work, and taking every possible opportunity to enjoy myself. A short vacation from life right now and I will welcome it.

Good night.

View from the Top Of The World

I haven’t been writing. I was writing, contributing, and then I stopped. But it was more a stopping of the effort and not the inspiration. Because the thoughts are there; the thoughts are always there and blog topics continually reveal themselves, I just have to sit myself in front of my very slow computer to make them real. Or at least real on a monitor instead of being real in my head.

I’m taking a blogging break from writing a contributed article on Intellectual Property and patent litigation for my attorney client. Then, I have to call the special sections editor of the Houston Business Journal and convince her to run the article under his name. So today I’m a ghost writer and a salesman.

Give us a listen then, Salesman-

Maintaining a Competitve Edge: A Guide To Building, Protecting and Profiting from IP Assets

Ooh, IP assets. Tell us more about IP assets.

Building IP assets, protecting them from misappropriation by competitors and profiting from them are key to the successful development of new technologies and the capturing of emerging markets.

Others will read this?

The process of building IP assets is a varied as the business landscape.

Words. Superfluity

An effective patent strategy, put into place and enforced, will help companies avoid expensive patent litigation. Firms must both consider and distinguish between licensing and trade secrets. This strategy, however, requires the company to police the market for infringers and show its ability and resolve to stop them.

Stop the evil infringers!

…………………..

I am so done with this. Work writing and blog writing should never interface.
Back to writing this article.

Silence

All things aside, things like fear and self-consciousness and vulnerability aside,
Expression is
Liberating.
It’s asserting The Unique, the individual perspective. The Who I Am Right Now, because I’ll Be Different in Minutes. Shrugging off the binding and limiting nature of expectation, living juicy, being real.

But misunderstanding is silence.
Misunderstanding is a silencing.
A taking-back and holding-in and guarding so as to protect from the possibility of misunderstanding happening again.

Something I recently received:

>yea, the quote, good sh!t, reminded me of you, how you get so frustrated
sometimes, when you are trying to explain something and you feel the
listener is not understanding, you are quick to give up, instead of ruining the
thought in your head with words, i never really got that, i do now,
thanks.,….

Morning

Alright; the dawn of another gray day in Houston has awaken my realism….all of you whom I called out and emailed my blog to, disregard that I told you to start a blog. You don’t need to start a blog – of course, I would love it if some of you did – I just wanted to make you aware of them. That’s all. Happy Reading.

As Melissa would say:
Hasta Lasagna-

About Blogdom

This is for my friends who think I’ve made up this word…you know who you are. You, the ones who have told me on a number of occasions that you thought I made up the word “blog” to describe my newest addiction…and there are more than 3 of you….allow me please to explain slightly what this is and what I’m doing. Oh, and by the way, Char is doing this too; Sweet. I’ve drug her down with me yet again. With Beautiful F@!#@#$ Char,
I’m never alone in my crazinessssssss. And Sweet – I’m pretending that there are more than 3 people reading this….

This, my blog, is the epitome of a baby blog. I don’t even like the name; the ones I came up with were all taken. It isn’t interactive and because I’m not yet secure in my job or work from home, I don’t actually have time or patience or the learn-ed ability to make this into a badass blog. Please don’t get turned off of blogs because of mine. Please visit my small cache of links and visit theirs, or type “blog” into Google….then go to their links section and visit theirs…and on and on like that until you get hooked too.

Everyone’s blog is different. Some are Writerly.
Some are just plain Badass.
Some are Essayists,

some write for the goddam New York Times (and have been written about in the WSJ, BusinessWeek & Times ) and some post images and their most recent Restaurant Adventures.
Some are like diaries and some are like The Smoking Gun. Everyone just does what they want and it’s fabulous because it’s not commercial; it’s so amazingly human. It’s the closest you’ll come to the Inter-snet circa late eighties when no one knew about it. Remember when people had web pages? Yeah. Welcome to the Twenty First Century. And the thing is, if you want a lame blog like mine, you can do it. For free. It only cost you your time and your inhibitions. You should do it; you know you should. You know you’d like to publish sometime in your life…why not practice now? Why not see what the world has to offer? Why not read people that you don’t know but you feel that you know? Why not connect with other humans?

Do it. Do it if you’re a businessman working at a bank. Do it if you’re a drunken law student or a refreshing waitress at Houston’s or a brown-eyed younger sister. Forget that I told you to do it. Pretend that you found it on your own and that you have a private yet anonymous forum to be yourself, to PUBLISH. If anything, it’s practice. It’s practice for me; it’s training wheels.

So, in the event that you’re intersted in Encantada; permitarme a explain how this is set up. Under my links section, I have blogs interspersed with links. The links are to amazing people that you should know. The blogs are to amazing people that you should come to know. I read alot of blogs, but I’ve only met a couple of writers….so they’re linked…and one I haven’t met but he’s friends with some bloggers I respect, and I enjoy reading his blog so I linked it too. From this point on, who knows what I’ll do next…

Melissa! This isn’t as crazy as you think. You would so enjoy this. Consider it one day. Express yourself!

Mary Clare!!! Start a blog! Post your artwork! You’re f@!@# Amazing! I want to hear more about you!

Jon, _________________________!!!!!!!

Darren! I can link you to legitimate NYT writers who are doing this. You should do this too because you’re one of the best writers I’ve ever met. You’d enjoy it; I know. A prelude to your fiction career; you could post while you’re out at the MF-

Mark, you’re a goddam amazing writer. If you don’t do this, you better publish so that I can read you. I bet Hunter S. Thompson has a blog somewhere-

Jason!! Your name is written all over this. DO THIS. Es tuyo!!!

Kirk. This is the new honeymoon period. Don’t miss this one. You’d enjoy it, I know.

I’m being ballsily-brave introducing you like this. I once thought of having a writing blog and a separate diary blog…but yet to be created. Too much upkeep. Just….Welcome. And Please make yourselves at home.

I wish you to know me.

Yo La Tengo
is
Amazing.

Spend some time with these guys-n’-a-gal.
It can, if you allow it to be, life changing.