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Dear leahpeah,

You seem like the kind of person that knows what’s going on around town. I’ll be bringing my girlfriend to San Diego in a couple of weeks. What’s fun to do around town? She’s into art, too.

Sincerely,

Brad T.
Phoenix AZ.

Hey there Brad,

I’m not so sure I know everything going on around town but if you are coming the weekend of Feb.20, 21st, my artist friend Pamela Jaeger is having an opening at Distric Three from 7 to 9 pm. The gallery is located at 1135 25th Street. The show runs until March 14th.

Hope you have a great time!

leahpeah

Sad news: Tower Records going bankrupt.

If I could figure out a way to boycott Walmart, I would do it. Sadly, even I need to shop there on occasion.

Heard my name on the radio this morning after I pledged about $100 to KPBS. That was weird.

Yesterday I talked to Bobbi Stoll, past president of the American Art Therapy Association and currently on the board of the SoCalAATA branch. She encouraged me some months back with her support. It was extrememly nice of her to spend part of her day with me hammering out a grant proposal I sent in. If I get the grant, I’ll be able to do a 2nd book, this one about art therapy.

My KIDS come TODAY.
I’m a bit excited about that, yes.

My new Resume is up. Feel free to pass it amongst yourselves…

When I was growing up, cows didn’t really have an appetite for other cows or for eating chicken parts. They wanted to eat grass. They were herbivores. Which makes me wonder why feeding cow blood and chicken wastes to cattle ever seemed like a good idea? No wonder the cows are getting mad.

This seems a little DUH-ish:

“Also banned is the use of composted “poultry litter” as a feed ingredient for cows. The litter consists of bedding, spilled feed, feathers and fecal matter swept from the floors of chicken coops. The ingredient that worries health officials is the spilled feed, because chicken feed can legally contain meat and bone meal rendered from beef.

Animals can no longer be fed “plate waste,” the agency said, meaning the meat and other scraps that diners leave on their plates in restaurants and that is rendered into the meat and bone meal added to feed.”

Let’s try to not make our animals into cannibals, shall we?

Yesterday was a little on the surreal side.
Today was spent recovering with a short episode of what felt like car queasiness during a private php lesson from the master, Joe.

I was the key-note speaker at an education conference in Ramona. That was followed by a question and answer period with a preacher on my left and 2 shrinks on my right. They kept referencing my speech in their comments. And I kept thinking, ‘ Are they serious? Do I even belong here?’ But I guess I did.

The afternoon was spent catching up with an old friend and visiting some old haunts.

The evening outdid the rest of the day, if that’s possible. Gavin Kaysen created the most beautiful meal experience for Joe and I. Our names were even on our private menus. The meal included 7 different wines to compliment each delectable morsel. If you haven’t been to El Bizcocho, you gotta go.

More amazing things in the works. I’ll let you all know soon.

Sometimes there are good ones.

Like this one: permed+eyelashes+orange+california

The object in my Treasure Chest
was a large Silver Musical Note:
2 feet tall.

It shone and glimmered in the sun,
but not too brilliant to look at.

I knew it was mine.
It belonged to me.
And, even more,
I wanted it.

The Note was a little heavy:
It had weight to it.
But it was not unpleasant to hold.

The smooth edges made my fingers long
to stroke and dance along the edges and curves.

In my inner ears
I could hear its beautiful song.

It sounded familiar.
It was my voice.
It was my song.

back from the Utah Trip.
It was great to see my parents and some other family as well. My kids had a great time jumping on the tramp, swinging, shooting air-soft and rubber band guns, typing on Grandma’s old-fashioned typewriter and so many other things.
I finished Joe’s quilt. Finally. It’s only about a year late….
We made some lists for 2004.
The traffic coming home wasn’t too bad at all.
Back to work today.
I’m the key-note speaker this Saturday at a conference. I’m almost ready….
Things feel good.

This is Andrew Phelps. Check it out…the eyes follow you and it’s a little weird but very cool. I hope he lets me know when the new site is up so I can add it to my side-bar.

Project Greenlight has a photo contest.
via emese’s blog.

Just Say No to being distracted while driving. My friend Charles is alive, but it’s a miracle….

In an article by David Bernstein in The New York Times about the Flaming Lips being up for a Grammy, you get a sense of why I like them. I also like the White Stripes but I’d be less likely to want to hang out with them or wish they were around when it’s time to clean out the garage…

“Two hours before the White Stripes and the Flaming Lips ushered in 2004 with their double-bill New Year’s Eve concert at the historic Aragon Ballroom here, the Flaming Lips were onstage blowing up oversize balloons, posing inflatable robots and setting up a giant video screen and confetti machine for their extravagant multimedia show.

By contrast, Jack and Meg White, who make up the White Stripes, were mostly backstage until performance time, their roadies, in black suits and bowler hats, guarding their dressing suite. The White Stripes are rock stars, and stars are not supposed to do stagehand work.”

My birthday party at the Corvette Diner. I was there again last night, 2 years later. New photos coming real soon….