Reporting from San Rafael...

Hey friends.
Almost kind of a joke 'the peaceful revolution' at least the way the world looks like now. My world here in San Rafael, California up in the Wilkins Hotel on beautiful 4th street.. it's all right.

The picture up above at this moment is a picture of 125th Street in NYC, (Is that MLK Boulevard?) looking East from the elevated Subway waiting for the commuter rail to get me up to Beacon --about a year ago right about now. Last winter and Spring in NY this winter and Spring here in Marin.

I think St Patrick's day makes a pretty good Earth Day everybody dressed in Green. Drunk on the juice of the barley, that was me a couple of days ago. I don't think I can get away with that anymore but the Fairfax Brewfest was quite an occasion.

My office sucks. The computer is on my bed I am on the bed, this is no way to think and get comfortable. I am fighting off the first signs of a cold and it better stay away. I lost my little point and shoot camera again. It's disappeared a time or two before and reappeared so I am trying to be patient and philosophical but it's very frustrating. I just don't need to give my brain anymore ammunition to start getting on my case again. Just relax brain and test out your typing dexterity.

As roll through the seasons of my 60th year... shhh.. don't tell the women. Haven't I given up yet? Nevermind it's just Guy and his own fate. 'The Peaceful Revolution' what does that mean? I always believed that we had the power to see our way through the changes that we will have to face. I have become somewhat less optimistic in general faced with my own inabilities it seems to get engaged with this world. But... I still believe. It is what it is. That's what they say.

Tell me Buddy do you know if Belichik shook the hand of Coughlin the Giant's head coach after the super bowl? Maybe he cleaned up the Patriot's Karma enough with that move.

Seems to me there is something about Karma and that get's back to 'The Peaceful Revolution' somebody else must have seen that photo of the Tornado from Hell from a few weeks back. I am just wondering about our own Karma on the Planet and when we all decide to try to right the balance if not for our lives but for the lives of the coming generations. I think of 'the movement' the great planetary shift, the fantasy, mirage of humans doing the right thing. What would that be oh wise one? My cynical inner voice chimes in. What is the first step?

My own personal revolution -- everybody do their own thing. Once or twice a week I don't turn the key on my automobile. I walk, maybe I am lazy, maybe I could take a bus maybe there is no point maybe maybe... Who knows .. the movement you need is on your shoulders, as the Beatles sang on Hey Jude. Enjoy taking it easy, why run around everyday of the week? So there you have it.. it's 'a movement'. Marble Us.