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HELLO GENTLE READERS,So, did ya' hear about the discovery of the 35000 year-old, Stone Age flute? Pretty amazing, huh? To think that our ancestors were actually expending calories making and playing a musical instrument when the basic knife of the time was made of flint or chert.Wonder who made it? Oh my! This just in! Inscribed on the back of the vulture-bone flute is, "Property of Mick Jagger". ...

Every year of my twenties has been punctuated by pre-birthday mental turmoil.  A period of time in which I take mental stock of my life and realize I am failing miserably at that elusive thing called “Adult.”  Although on any normal day, I think to myself: “Self.  You’ve got it together.  You’re doing your thing and that’s good.  Way to go.”  Pre-birthday mental turmoil is alwa...

The year was 1990. The place: Guyana. A 23 year-old grifter named Joe Rogan was about to stumble into one of the most powerful cabals the world has ever known. The Bilderberg Group was formed shortly after World War II by a close knit group of Nazi acrobats. Brothers Gerzenfling and Blaupunkt Bilderberg were reportedly Adolf Hitler's favorite tumblers in the elite 'Trappenzee Hungzolffenweiss' acr...

I remember when I was first starting my journey on spiritual development and personal growth. I didn't understand why other people were not into this. In my mind, I thought personal development and spiritual growth should be priorities in life. But I quickly found for some people, it simply is not nor will it ever be. During the time I live in New York and Atlanta, I met several people who were v...

Well, Mr. Romantic called me tonight. We started out just chit chatting, and eventually picked up where we left off on Saturday. He asked me if I understood where he was coming from and I told him, no, not really, could he explain it to me again.He apparently has gotten from just that he appreciates and values me to realizing that there's something about me that's very good for him. But ...

I remember standing in a lodge about a year and a half ago surronded by deer heads, flannel, and cheap beer. These, whether I like it or not, are my roots. Seriously, Mom, THANK YOU for putting me through college.Anyhow it was in that lodge, next to a woodstove, I heard the phrase "let's nuke'am and take their fuckin' oil" I heard that statement, or some variant of it like, 100 friggin times durin...

My friend needed a ride to work last night because she drove her car into a wall (don't ask). She works on Hollywood Blv., and I couldn't help but notice the giant swarm of fans/paparazzi/impersonators gathered around Michael Jackson's star on the walk of fame. I couldn't help but notice it because this swarm of fans/paparazzi/impersonators was causing more traffic than there usually was...