Chasing The Blue Beyond

New York is a feeling and a place but when you say "I love New York" it's not a feeling, it's a verb-you have to do it!

Black Elk Speaks

A year ago in Italy and Monaco.

Sunshine On My Shoulders, Makes Me Happy - John Denver I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane. Rocky Mountain High, Thank God I'm a Country Boy!

So A Blogger walks into a bar...  ¿Hay alguien que hable ingles? Cabo San Lucas locals speak English as a second language. Money is their first one. None of this "Starting Saturday, we will be closed Friday" No Spanglish. No pain in the English. Cabo is very "American". Not too long ago,(1980) going to anywhere else but the USA  meant disappearing from the world. With the cell phone, laptop, and a wireless connection, or ISDN, modem, depending on how wired or tired the particular place I have been in is, the locals are good to go and  so I am. Mexico on the Pacific side reminds me of Los Angeles a lot---the Valley, South Central,  even the South Bay. Just another neighborhood.

It's fun to watch my fellow crewmates making the right mistakes--  Think Pretty Woman meets Cinderella Liberty FADE IN: She's 32. She drinks too much. She hustles pool. She's got a 10-year old mulatto son. She's got a different boyfriend every night. She's in trouble. And he's in love. A lonely  sailor falls in love with a hooker, with a heart of gold,  and becomes a surrogate father figure for her  son during an extended liberty due to his passport being lost.

Drilling For Facts Creepy Nazi Dentist : Is it safe? Ed : I don't know what you mean. I can't tell you something's safe or not, unless I know specifically what you're talking about. Creepy Nazi Dentist : Is it safe? Ed : Tell me what the "it" refers to. Creepy Nazi Dentist : Is it safe? Ed : Yes, it's safe, it's very safe, it's so safe you wouldn't believe it. Generation RX I took a bite out of the Apple, the forbidden fruit for so long and bought an iPhone. Is that PC? I remember in Starbucks back in Third World America USA , some barista in Santa Monica freaked out when he saw me using a G1 google android in 2OO8. He rolled his eyes and  called me a Republican,( the Daddy Party).  Is that a bad thing?  My English teacher from Comsewogue High School, GW Stroud wrote on my facebook page,  after I went public with my endorsement for ¨Today I voted for Mac¨, advising me to go all the way, buy a Hybrid, get a perscription for medical marajuana an...

Snow Patrol The mills of  God grind slowly and fine- It's all powder now. Skiing in powder, say many skiers, is the ultimate ski experience. The feeling of lightness, ease, and grace is incomparable. No this is not Mexico  but Norway.

LG - LIfe is Good in Cabo. I've gone native in  a Col Kurtz sort of way, drinking tequila, and sporting a  Hecho in Mexico Straw Cowboy hat---The Horror. The Horror. If 50 is the youth of old age, and Steffi was right-Food is the sex of old age! Analyse this: I had a guacamole-cheese-quesadilla-gasm. In some parts of Mexico I would be married  to that  tortilla already. Man Of Many Hats Ed  If you are all wrapped up in yourself, you are overdressed- Actually, just wrapped up  in a Brazilian Flag(left) Joe Bjornson is a chain smoker from Iceland. He plays in a Jazz band. He describes himself as the Vincent Van Gough of Trombone- WTF? Then , I am the Rosa Parks of second-hand smokers. I refuse to hang out with my tobacco-stained-finger-tipped-nicotine juiced friends who smoke, unless I am on an open deck, breathing salt-water air. Paying for things in a currency that no longer exist$-the US Dollar, I ask myself, "am I better off than I was 4 T...

Happy Go Local First, there was island sitting in Hawaii. Now it´s a beach watching---a visual metaphor for the life aquatic, which I can sum up in three words---it goes on. I am on stay-cation since three weeks, keeping the sun off my skin, the saltwater out of my eyes, and the sand out of my shoes.

Paris Learning Journey: From Airport to Enlightenment ✈️ ☕ 🗼 📚 🎨 💭 🌍 A Multinational Soul's Journey "Walk through those doors and wander down the Champs-Élysées Going café to cabaret" ✈️ Unchecked Baggage: My Airport, My Self When I landed in Paris, things started to take off. I was on a different plane. 7 days made one weak/week. Avi-Navi-gation seems as natural to me as sending an email or going to Starbucks. I fold up my self and carry "me" around as if I were a gym bag. If you want to be a multinational soul, you cannot do it in New York or Los Angeles, London or Tokyo alone—you need to get consecrated in Paris....

While most people typically lose their shirt in the stock market or a messy breakup- I lost my shirt in Mexico hiking this moutain in Mazatlan.

Football Atheists A Pain in the English It´s Tourist season in Mazatlan,  The locals are  fishing, waiting to catch the big one.Yet, most everyone has a hunting license-eating what they kill, living on the small ones. Everybody  is busy vending something, from Mexican gummy bears to lead-painted-made-in -china dry wall pet food-very entrepreneurial. Too bad they don´t sell NFL stuff....even the knock-offs.These Jesus' are the Derek Jeters Of Christianity--They are good at what they do, but they only believe in God and Soccer! Still no one can quite compare to Bob Marley´s beloved Jamaica, those Ocho Rios In-your-face shake down crews are the A-Rods of snake oil salesmen . They kick the entire black market weeler dealer vibe up a notch. They are the LeBron James of  ¨What do you want. What do you need¨. Here is the Catedral de la Inmaculada Concepción . I can´t help thinking of American football, and the USA version, the Church of Franco, er, I mean,  C...