Category: wandering mind
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Reinventing The Music Video, One Street Corner At A Time (NPR Story)
A French website La Blogoteque has begun filming bands and musicians in impromptu places around the world. The company is based in Paris, but they’ve filmed in Ohio, Africa, all over the world. They’ve created some of the most original music videos, like flash mobs, the feelings, the art is all authentic. The band in…
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Neil’s Wheeling – Sunday, 26 Jan. 2014
This guy Tim is doing all of my work! Perfect. Now, all I have to do is insert smart-alecky comments in brackets {like this}. I slept through Saturday, so today we have two days’ worth of notes in one email. -Steve Saturday, Jan 25, 2014 Second day. Mind = Blown. Biggest deal was a 3…
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Neil’s Wheeling #2
Fiends; I wish that I would have thought of this before: a chaperone with a smart phone who can send emails. What a gift to the news-hungry folks back home! -Steve Tim reports: First 24 hours on the ground and Wi-Fi is sketchy still. Totally amazing day, street level all the way. Got our overnight…
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At it again…
Whenever my Grandpa goes on wild adventures, my uncle Steve gives us the play by play. Where was he last time? Anyway, I think I posted his updates on the blog and I’ll do it again. Thanks, Steve. I’m stealing straight from you: Friends; Just when you thought it was safe to read your email,…
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WHATHOWSQUEEEEE!
I have no idea how I was picked to be a part of this, but I’m so so stoked. So honored. So blown away by the company. I can’t wait. Menacing Hedge was the first lit mag to give me a chance (well since high school). The first mag since I decided to really try…
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Youth
I’m foggy again this morning. Damn medicine or mind. Maybe it’s me? Maybe whatever I’m trying to reach wants to stay hidden for now? On the train a child was screaming like the whole world was a playground. FUN FUN FUN FUN as he looked out the window, waving his crayons. I’m afraid of routines…
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Pat Hike/Girls weekend
A few weeks ago, Pat and I went on a hike in the McDowell Mountain/Sonoran Mountain range. A beautiful 70 degree January day. ahhhhhhhh, the sun! The sun. Even in the desert, he and I are feeling a little pale. It was a good 4-5 mile hike into the range, up a saddle and down…
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A city that sleeps
Phoenix sleeps. Downtown deserted. The train stops at midnight, tucking itself into monster’s rest. When we lay in our dreaming beds, the rocking ripples into longer days, like the ocean’s frequency hangs in our minds even after we’ve left her. You’re that way. I taste salt. Smell you around street corners. Where do you exist…
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Headed somewhere warm
In the mornings when I get to work, I flop into my chair that bounces back and forth like those ponies on a playground. I’ve been so far away lately that I can’t even think of the word for the floppy ponies on the playground. My mind, smushed into my skull feels rooted to nothing.…
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So you know what’s awesome?
My web elf completely transferred my entire site to a new host that has UNLIMITED space and now I can post whatever the eff I want LIKE A BILLION PHOTOS and NO ONE CAN STOP ME!!!!!!!! So I’m going to go a little crazy with this one and post some pics from the last few…