so here i am offering you the audio video version of yesterdays monday morning motivator. and you can always go here.
From the monthly archives:
December 2008
hopping what? okay. this is going to be quick and dirty. hopping john is a dish of black eyed peas cooked with ham hock or salt pork or some other cheap and flavorful pig product, mixed with butter and rice, and traditionally eaten on new years day for good luck. rowan loves it, though maybe [...]
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getting better all the time when i started this motivator a month or so ago i stated that i wanted my blog to work for me, something like being able to go to it at anytime and sniff out a clue, a direction to move in, a space to sit in, whatever. and as i [...]
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going…going…gone? hey there! welcome to the last update! of 2008. yep. time flies when you are having fun, eh? and now that we are in the home stretch, it’s worth remembering one important thing…it ain’t over ’til the fat lady sings! dude…are you ever going to learn to talk straight? probably not. however, i do [...]
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in these tough economic times i heard an ad on the radio today, from an auto dealership mind you, that used that phrase. and i have to tell you, it’s starting to get on my nerves. of course i’m a yoga teacher so i’ll get over it. and this is not going to be a [...]
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pardon me if you live in the southern hemisphere here in boston it is cold, snowy, icy, and dark. well, it’s not dark just now…and in 5 hours it will be. yesterday was winter solstice, and the sun is currently as far south as it will be for a whole ‘nother year. that makes for [...]
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home sweet home after a week of long days, sleeping in the spare room of my dear friends kami and akesha, i’m settling into a period of relative stability in roslindale, on fairview street, which does indeed have a fair view, and which also leads up a hill and then down a hill straight in [...]
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they tempt me with violence they punish me with ideals and they crush me with an image of my life that’s nothing but unreal except on the goddamned slave ship of failure —m.gira everything is a circle way back in november of 2008 (am i the only one who feels like a month is a [...]
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psst… well i got a secret but can i keep it i better cross my heart and hope to die —stacey earle not a happy secret, i’m sorry to say. and unlike the general theory of secrets (yours are mostly forgotten, never revealed; mine simply the latter), this one has a half life of a [...]
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