My Private Used Book Store
I have recently been accused of being a book hoarder. I have also been accused of not reading all the books I own. There are hundreds on the shelf, so maybe they’re right. Ok, it’s true, both statements. But for the record, I have read more than I haven’t. Either way I’ve started pulling half-read […]
My New Project
In case you are wondering what I’ve up to, I have started doing research for a book on businesses that a person could start for under $1000. My premise is, “If you lost your job tomorrow, would you be willing to get out and hustle if I showed you 50 different businesses that you could […]
Steal Like An Artist
I picked up Steal Like An Artist by Austin Kleon yesterday and read it cover to cover in one sitting. It’s been a while since I’ve done that. Some of the highlights were: 1. You’re allowed to steal other people’s ideas. You’re not plagiarizing per se, but putting your own twist on something that’s […]
Atua: Sacred Gods of Polynesia
I grew up in Hawaii from the ages of 11 to 24. Now I’m a landlocked beach boy stuck in the middle of the United States. Today on a cold, rainy day here in St. Louis, I miss Hawaii even more than I normally do in the winter. Today I went to the St. Louis […]
Kustom Kulture by Douglas Thomas Wallace” on YouTube
I had this idea of a tribute poem to Von Dutch, Big Daddy Roth and Robert Williams in my head for over three years. They are the godfathers of hot rod culture. If it weren’t for them, there’s a good chance we wouldn’t have pinstripes, fiberglass cars and hot rod/ chopper shows on reality T.V. […]
Taking Action
I haven’t posted much since I’ve started my new job. In fact, it’s been five months since I’ve been able to sit down and write anything. A couple of weeks ago I realized that we were halfway through the year and I haven’t accomplished most of my goals that I set for myself at the […]
They Have Shots For Bad Attitudes Now
There are signs everywhere
These are two of my favorites.
Baton Bob
When I first started dating my wife, there used to be a street performer named Baton Bob. He was a bald black man who wore booty-shorts, usually with a matching vest, but sometimes shirtless. He usually had a top hat and almost always a baton. Bob would march down the street in one of the […]