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i’ve been without coffee for 7 days now.

i’m proud of myself. i was near 4-5 cups a day with up to 3 espresso thrown in.

ive been drinking some seriously heddy green tea from china and Taiwan.

great leaves which are getting 4-5 brewings per run.

also been off the beer for a week. had a few sips sunday with the wife, but otherwise doing well.

trying to track down my heartburn issues.

couldnt be the beans and lentils could it? ūüôā


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quick post.

stopped into smashburger in boynton tonight for a, uh, burger. they have chicken and shakes and some other things.

i protest all things peanut, so hitting up five guys is out of the question. hate is a word which is available for substitution.

they let you make your own burger at smash, or u can get a signature. we decided to split the avocado club, and a thing of sweet potato fries.

the burger had flavour, and taste. yet it also had some serious grease. holy cow.

the fries were pretty tasty enough. not soggy in the least.

the staff, friendly enough, yet the manager came off as a slob; and though he didnt condescend me when asked about the oil they fry in, he wasnt friendly, nor outgoing.

tuck your shirt in.

will i go back. sure, in a pinch(i do about 4 burgers a year). i dont do the big box fast food, and obviously not peanut hell guys, so, we will see.

thankful mostly that boynton is growing.

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a word i have never cozied up to, never seeming to be descriptive enough. journey here, journey there. journal, adjourn, journ. french and latin. daily, and the road. i get it. it is told siddhartha returned to his home a few years after awakening, teaching along the way. was it a journey? yes. of course. in the present sense it was more of a pilgrimage, an adventure. whether minute or all encompassing, the journey can take on many forms.

seeing that ‘caravan’ is more apropos to my ‘way’, maybe it is time for the¬†ubiquitous¬†song¬†quote.

and the caravan has all my friends, it will stay with me until the end.

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we bridge via the handshake. the high five. the hug. the kiss. the eye. the nod. the point. thumb meets forefinger to form the shape of a circle. gothca. point taken. understood.

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regarding path

i’ve always imagined a certain amount of commitment to life. to allowing life to unfold. this ‘line’ perhaps i speak of. we appear on it, and if we aren’t careful we may be swept right up in it. letting it lead. there’s some bilbo baggins speak in there. the taoists say the path includes the way and the force within the way. tip to taint. and all places in between. focus. no mind. no idle hands. go. be. approach both big and small with the same force. go. be.

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Thinking about 2+2=? and an architecture as warfare. the wall the Israelis continue to build is the bellwether of modern war architecture, laid midst the millions of olive trees which once were of Palestinian farmers, lost for such. every concrete truck carries a slurry of war. settlements, bases, outpost, and “natural areas” are architecture used to facilitate war. yet nary a western soul has eyes to see this, they only see the random mortar shell from beyond, blame them, and give it back with a mass of western weaponry no peasant can match, all along, pointing fingers, “them them.” sanctions, walls, settlements, barriers. these are the modern day “first shots”.

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Time to crank this place back up.

It has been a good 10 months of no love for all things OS, still, I have been busy.

To warm the space a bit, let we attest once again in my life – I am in love with Minigolf, or Putt-Putt.

My son recently watched the Masters off and on, and then some other tourney when his grandpa was in town, so to leave a Chiropractic appointment and surprise his 3 yr old mind with the joys of putt putt, well, see for yourself.


He found a happy place, and our whole family just smiled away into the night.


More on the Chiro soon.

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