I keep on forgetting to post

This is to document my shame. I'll talk about something soon.

Until then, here's a nice mashup.

Get busy living or get busy dying

This is a pretty listless post. It seems as though I'm suffering some general anomie lately, which is probably spurred by some recent letdowns in the romance department. I can't really come up with anything substantive to say, but I've been listening to Fyfe Dangerfield's "She Needs Me" [HM] a lot lately.

The Tour of Lawrence was pretty awesome and has inspired me to start getting into bicycling again. Also, I should also have a new pair of running kicks this weekend which I'm pumped about. Anyway, check out this awesome action shot I took while volunteering during the Cat 4 criterium race on Sunday.



Needless to say, I had one of the best spots for watching the races and the rains held off just long enough for the final Pro 1/2 crit to wind up without much incident. Here's another cool shot after the rains started during the Pro 1/2 crit race.



All I can say is get busy living and watch the Tour de France. Yesterday's Stage 3 race was intense.

The graceful-code

"I don't wanna run no more, but I know that if I stop, I'll be another [blogga] headed to heaven hangin wit Pac." -Scarface

I learned late that the best way to suffer was in silence. Celebration, too, should be done with a bit of moderation: as God's Son (not pictured) says, "You gotta slide on a vacation; inside information keeps large [bloggers] erasin and their wives basin." Being too happy brings the world down just as surely as being too sad.

Scarface's stoicism comes from "knowin' all the scams, all the tricks to the trade": he's cognizant of the necessary steps to drag his customers down and drag his brothers up. He gets his. He sticks to the G Code, plays "by the rules," and "don't fuck around with new [bloggers], cause new [bloggers] is fools." (That we are, Scarface, but we're learning. We have our own Code: don't give legal advice, don't wear black before six, &c.) We, like him, don't photograph our friends (we don't want them to be outed as XO posters or ATL commenters) because we know that "on a picture you a victim, bottom line [blogger] fucked." And here, as he did, we seek to "only connect the real, stayin' down with the truth."

I like k-os (which stands for "knowledge of self," apparently) because he, like Scarface, The_Ryan and I, knows to keep himself under control whether times is good or times is bad. But all four of us want a better world; we want to date Natalie Portman, for starters. And our respective Natalie-Portman failures stick with us. But we can learn from them without getting whiny. As k-os preaches, "Call it baggage, I use it all to advantage." And elsewhere (below), he acknowledges his pretense at normality: he "tells lies to the people from the stage, pretending it's all good when inside it's fire and rage." But once digested and internalized, his relationship with his world becomes a mirror from which wisdom comes.