In Novella

At 1145pm i opened the pages of a Marquez novel I was to begin reading. Having devoured Life of Pi with a tiger's appetite,a still empty pit looked for more feast. Living to Tell the Tale had a "book mark" near the back pages I discovered. It was an original certificate of vital records for a woman turning 21 at midnight. Happy Birthday!! Hope u are rowdy as shit tonight.

Ian is in Cozumel for the week. I put the longest, gnarliest scratch on the side if his van when I used it to help T2 move.


Conversation

me: "I feel like my life long struggle will be time management."
T2: " that's all us messengers, fool. We get stacked up with work and backed up into a corner. We become part magic, part tragic and all original!"

In Version

The light gets brighter
so we burn longer.
The notes strike deeper
and we play a thousand songs.


A different relationship to gravity
means your heart is in another place.


After dark
all the stars in the sky
are notes of a music box.
Wind up bird songs.
Star-plucked progressions
suggesting this could be never ending.


So when we say good-bye
I'll reply with a sigh.

The Bhagavad-Gita

Shutting off sense
From what is outward,
Fixing the gaze
At the root of the eyebrows,
Checking the breath-stream
In and outgoing
Within the nostrils,
Holding the senses,
Holding the intellect,
Holding the mind fast,
He who seeks freedom,
Thrusts fear aside,
Thrusts aside anger
And puts off desire:
Truly that man
Is made free for ever

I raced today

78 mile road race in Fredericksburg started at 1030 during one of the hottest spells the Lone Star State has been through in a while. I can't remember the last time I rode that many miles let alone raced them in the TX Hill Country. A short pedal to a 24 mile loop with 1200 ft of climbing per lap. We were rewarded with a full rolling enclosure (that means we had the whole f'n road to ourselves). I missed my feed on the last lap and rode the last 24 miles with one bottle of hot water.
Cramps, oi cramps!
5 guys finished in front of the field. I played my cards right and won the field sprint for 6th. I was hoping to make a lil scratch, but after entries and a $10 burger, I just broke even.
No doubt today was a long brutal day and there was many displays of brute strength. Fir me, there was a lot of surfing wheels just so I could be sure to finish. So while rcing today, I had time to write a lil diddy. Goes like this:
Sittin on the back
Pickin up the scraps
I'm gonna be
Mr. R. I. P
And when I'm dead and gone
Sing ur kids this song
The story of a life
Written on a bike
(repeat 25x)

Too Far To Tell

Im starting to think you never existed at all

so I stuffed a callin card in the mail.

I set the timer,

waited,

but couldn't tell.

I kept the lines open

but its way past my bedtime

so come callin in between

sheets or dreams.

A dial tone

when no one's home

& Im still waiting by the phone

TipToe

Its not enough to love someone.

Stories spread away the stars

and where we are is along some long bedtime story.

Should have been a perfedt ending

but the rush roundtrip kicked us right back where we began.

As long as were starting over

we can end this one on a good note,

good nite,

good bye,

good boy.

Strange it seems these lines were copied out of a book I wrote to myself.

Lines rewrote themselves cause I wanted to hear what Im listening to now.

what it is, what it do

working, racing, yoga, losing sleep, heart openers just to watch it close back up.
batman i wish was my alter ego.

new team, kits finally in. we look so pro.
team blog:
Toyota Cycling Team pb GCCA

sunny side up

I fly by night.
and have a half moon attitude.
When we go by each other,
I'll flash a sunny smile.

Tomorrow is yesterday's future,
and I'm sure I woke up in a dream.
When did I get ahead of myself?
We got some catching up to do.

I fell from the sky
straight into a body of water.
I held on to a fireball.
Why do i gotta wake up?

Salute the Sun.
Set an intention.
Honor the search for that crescent lover.
We all wane what we can't have.