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I was laying in my hemp nest last night and contemplating the moon. The cool night air placing soft kisses of condensation on the few chest hairs that adorn my yogically sculpted torso. I felt truly in touch with nature and could imagine my germanic ancestors in a similar repose whilst awaiting battle against the Roman legions camped just inside the treeline.

But wait, something has evolved in humanity..well at least in me..perhaps the rest of you will follow my lead.

Anyhoo, I realized that in my pocket I had the iphone. The evolutionary next step in software and hardware. In my hand I felt how the hardened glass surface allowed subtle play with my agile prestidigitations.

Wow, so I can fully appreciate the pervasive Buddha nature of nature pervading my tangible tissue and the potential of unending information and connectivity offered by the iphone. Finally I have reached a state of cyborg like interaction between man and machine.

Dude, I am okay with that balance. My appreciation of one thing does not deny me the appreciation of the other.

The Fine Art of Bustin' In

If there's anything that my life experiences have taught me, it's that sharing is one of the most important and rewarding interactions one life force can have with another. Sharing thoughts and feelings, stories, energy, good times and bad. Oh yeah, and sharing food.

See, the thing about food is that one person, at some point down the line in the processing and production of said food, has likely paid for it in some fashion. One of the most common is paying money to a bar or other establishment for a plate of fries, never mind the migrant slave worker who pulled the pesticide-laden potato out of the ground, or the guy working in the back of the bar for minimum wage slicing potatoes and frying them up, or the waitress (or waiter, but hopefully waitress) who brought the fries out to the table. See, I would rather not contribute my hard-earned money to that colossal waste of resources, but damn, I sure would like some fries. So, how do you convince someone that sharing fries is not only good for the environment, but is also good clean fun, despite the fact that they paid for it and you didn't? I'll show you.

"Dude, mind if I bust in on those fries?"

See what I did there? No? Let me break it down for you.

"Dude..." puts us on equal footing. Despite my superior intellect, I'm hip to your jive. We're all just dudes here.

"...mind if I..." puts the onus of negation on you. If you say yes, then you're sweet, dude. If you say no, then you're not cool. You can augment that effect by acting hurt if they say no.

"...bust in on..." is the verb of choice here. It acknowledges that what I am doing is jarring and rude, but it does not apologize. It states in no uncertain terms that I'm gonna eat some of those fries, and you're gonna let me.

"...those fries?" is obviously determined by the medium here. It might be 'some chips and salsa' or 'that pizza'. However, I've found that if the subject is 'your girlfriend', then should not use the techniques described here. You probably won't get the answer you're looking for.

Random thoughts

** Yoda and Yoga are nearly the same word and both lead to peace and wisdom.



** What direction can I go but towards me?



** Dude, totally the best movie I have seen in a long time has not yet been made.



** Why is it called the toothbrush and not teethbrush?



** Waking up with the dawn is like turning on the light of my soul in conjunction with other stuff.

The Rain

I was sitting out in my yard last night, munching on some hippie brownies and just enjoying the sensation of rain drops. What is it about rain that is so real? Well I guess rain is a living example of reincarnation in the vedic sense. It is what it is and it always shall be no matter what permutations it goes through.

But the rain carries with it a sense of where it has been..DOES IT NOT?
It carries the whispers of mankind in the form of chemicals. It also carries the earth and the sun with it as well. The heat or cold gathered from the heavens in tiny little raindrop shaped raindrops. Pretty sweet if you ask me.