Once when I was a kid, after school while walking home another kid pulled out a knife and told me to do what he said or he'd stab me. Surprising considering we were pretty young (This was when Jimmy Carter was president, "You Light Up My Life" was the number one song and "Hotel California" came out.), we were 10 years of age. Even more surprising was when he did it, from all my years of watching television and movies I immediately bolted into action and kicked the knife out of his hand and punched him in the nose. I had never done such thing before, never thought of doing it, never planned it, but there I was playing 007 on the street corner. Later that day my sitter took me to an Eagles concert with her boyfriend, (Unbeknownst to my parents who thought I was at her house.) and I got my first contact high with all the marijuana cumulus clouds in the air. It was my first concert experience and it was a good day.
Today is a good day. It's a rare overcast day in May and I'll be meeting my friend Itai for an avocado smoothie with boba and talk about his album we're recording this August...then off to the Casbah for some music, art, and friends.