back to normal

oh, I almost forgot to mention that I am officially totally broke. I have exhausted my financial coffers and for the first time in my "adult" life find myself in a bit of a pickle. On one hand I really enjoy the comforts of a modern urban dwelling but alas, it may be time to hit the road and do a little winter camping.

sometimes it's difficult to translate the meaning of my experience into words so I use other media at my disposal

It's been a while

Well as I expected, my blogging streak did not stand the test of time. I quickly switched my attention to other activities leaving the Earthling Diaries to collect virtual dust on the cyber shelf. But today I said to myself; Daniel, don't you have a lot on your mind that you'd like to shaare with the world? Than why don't you use that blog you created a while ago as a platform for your oration?

And so here I am once again, returning to continue the saga of my journey through the wisps and twirls of fate.

Getting Back on the High Horse

It's been a while since I've dipped the virtual quill in the cyber ink well. There is so much to talk about and so many things to discuss but from a galactic perspective absolutely nothing has changed. I've been motivated by someone who cares to continue my literary contributions to the amorphous void that is the Internet. I am still trying to figure out what good any of it does or if it does anything for anyone at all. I guess time will tell.

Broccoli World

Land of Plenty

I feel good today. As good as one can feel with the weight of the world upon his shoulders. It's a heavy burden but one that brings you down in order for you to be able to see what really happens beneath your feet. Sometimes one needs to shove ones face into the very shit that one produces to really comprehend what one is made of. It's not a pleasant task, getting to know one self, in fact it's a terribly messy and unsettling experience. Poking around inside the pits of your soul turns over some dormant stones.

What it is right now

I'm not sure where this will eventually lead us but I feel compelled to write in my current state. It's 1:17 AM in Hollywood and raining. I'm lying on an inflatable air mattress in my friends house. It was a full day, complete with a decent brunch, new and exciting encounters, soaring dreams and cool, polished surfaces of unbending, unyielding truth. Forgive me, but I just entertained a thought that amused me, perhaps it will entertain you as well. Picture a gigantic bowling ball, slowly rolling down a hardwood surface. It's momentum is so minute that it barely seems to be moving. But yet it is in constant motion, eternally inching forward on it's projected path. Now picture a million ants going about their insect existence. Generations of ants live, feed, kill, gather, drink, and die every minute. This ant colony can evolve, go extinct, expand, find a cure for AIDS but eventually and inevitably all will be leveled by the titanic mass of the bowling ball.

Hollywood Road

Well, I'm in Hollywood. My friend David lives in the hills and he's been showing me around town. It's all quite surreal, I've seen it in countless movies, TV shows and magazines but being here in the flesh is quite an experience. The women here are amazing, everywhere you look there's a beautiful girl and she's looking right back at you! I thought that women in LA would be more stuck up and distant, afraid to make eye contact and accept a smile from a stranger, at least that's how it feels these days in New York. Boy was i wrong, maybe it's the company I'm in, David Moscow seems to be quite popular out here, people stop him for autographs and pictures every five minutes. It's all looking good from where I'm standing, hopefully the people I meet will like my ideas and we can take it to the next level. More after the jump.