Notes from the Petting Zoo

…I suspect, would be a much more empowering and useful exercise if the results weren’t winner-take-all.

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Seeing as how bumper stickers seem to have replaced bookmobiles as America’s Mobile Library Service…

• It’s not OUR fault you didn’t leave early enough, ok?
• It hurts no one to be kind — we’re all in traffic together.
• Wave at kids — their parents will be both confused and grateful.
• Pull your pants back on, hang up, and focus on the road, please.
• Is your insurance really good enough to spend all this time reading bumper stickers?
• WWJD? Well, for starters, once MY god awakens, your pathetic carpenter will run screaming, be driven mercifully insane, and eventually be consumed body and soul. Then I get your car.
• Be careful, please.
• My other car is a Matchbox™.
• Pay attention to what’s going on around you — I promise you’ll not regret it.
• He’s probably lying to you, too.
• She’s probably lying to you, too.
• There’s six billion people on the planet — please take the time to find someone you actually get on well with, because we’re tired of hearing you two bicker.
• Watch out for the little things, like motorcycles, bikes, people, kids, and animals.
• If you’re such a Jesus freak, why don’t you turn the other cheek and simply forgive people, you hypocritical motherfucker
• 666A — the Beast’s landlord. And let me tell you, mister Beast, you better pay your fucking rent on time this month or you AND your tortured souls are out on the fucking curb!
• Freedom isn’t free — apparently it costs foreign blood.
• End corporate welfare: we shouldn’t be paying these people to dump crap in our water supply.
• Mixing politics and religion is like mixing wine and sewage — no matter what you started out with, you still get sewage.

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Flamenco is a dance that comingles silence and percussion, stillness and motion, in an organic, human,  and deeply sensual way. I suspect our lives would be far richer if we spoke with each other, and our loved ones in particular, in ways that used the Negative Spaces.

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I curse the day I realized I could not make other people do things I wanted, because it was that day when I realized how helpless I had made myself.  Self-loathing, however, does me no good, so I wouldn’t go back for all the tea in China (presumably a lot of tea).

However, that “helpless” thing — that was a good thing to overcome.

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Somehow I don’t think skipping steps on your staircase quite counts as parkour.

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