Wow. watched this last night, gripping, haunting, and makes you truly look inside yourself to a certain degree in ways you normally wouldn't. It's about Andrew McCauley, who tried to kayak alone from Tasmania to New Zealand, in some of the roughest ocean in the world. If you have 60 minutes, use it to watch this.
Watch "Solo" Movie
I have a Jazzercise tank top that I bought while out on the road because I have memories of Mom going to Jazzercise classes at the Holly Center in Union City when I was about 6 or 7. Is this what it was really like? P.L.P
That's what I'm talking bout Beyonce!!! P.L.P
I'm starting tomorrow my first full day as Roadtrip Director.
Pretty nervous, but feeling infinitely blessed for the opportunity.
I really plan on building the position and the things we do within it.
I want every person who's in search of their voice to have an outlet with us.
Here's to new opportunities and paying it forward!
Also, this is my zine submission that I just sent, that will be put together called Tangerina. The theme was "Be Honest With Yourself. Tell The Story In Moments". Check it out. night. P.L.P!
No stress awakening,
Still relaxed from the previous evening’s celebration
Shirtless in shorts, I shake off the cobwebs
Pace across the catwalk over to your room.
Today’s the day you leave again for
That clinic’s giving us our last clinging hope.
Time’s ticking
I’m praying with a heightened faith I’ve never really experienced before.
This is the visit, This is the one, This is the turning point
You’ll be reinvigorated, You’ll be brought back to the work still left unfinished.
You take my arm, I take you downstairs,
Assisted step by step til we get you in the Backyard.
You remind me of the vitamins of the sun,
Your simple pure gratitude can’t be more powerful
And more different than the language your frail body speaks.
We watch football, and you come in and out,
But in it enough to hi five a score for the underdog.
I encourage you to just get a couple bites down,
Spoonfuls of lettuce wrap filling,
With a kiss for Ate and I, Mom’s watching on, sun peering in at her back
Mundane to the untrained eye
But profound to mine, seared onto my mind’s eye
Cause today, there would be no
Just a realization…
If your spirit proves to be far greater than that of your physical
Is it fair to still keep you here when you have higher work?
So we say our goodbyes,
20 of us gathered in the living room now
Your vision blacked out, your consciousness sporadic,
But your triumph is near.
You rise on your own, lifted by some grace
You gaze panoramically at your family assembled,
And breathe in its essence, refreshing you to a peaceful resignation.
We call the ambulance
For maybe we just might be able to hold on for awhile longer.
I trail the ambulance,
my mind failing to grasp the stark reality.
Into the emergency they say it’s only low sugar,
But I see a different story,
It’s begun.
Code Blue, Code Blue, Code Blue.
The eternity encased within those minutes
Exponentially more excruciating,
Then any moment that’s ever hung within my balance
But it came: “Who want’s to call it?”
Then silence and worry, turned to static, the onset
A rush of emotion with no equal I have ever met,
Emergency room wailing, ripped from the movies.
But time has passed now
Hindsight viewed clearly through the rearview, your higher purpose now being met.
Just know that every lesson you’ve pounded and reiterated
Is engrained, and I carry it with the greatest honor.
My life forever forged on the path for this certain greatness you believed possible for myself, I will carry it on just like you said, Dad, I will carry on your dream to inspire. Love you, and I’ll see you soon enough.
Ch ch check it, #2, it's coming to PBS station near you around October 3! P.L.P
So Maya's band The Colourist is really starting to blow. They're playing a show this weekend at The Troubador with Soko, and The Honey Brothers, a band with Vincent Chase aka Adrian Grenier from Entourage!
Check out this cover of Crazy by Gnarls Barkley....doooooooope!!!!!!!P.L.P
Check it out a preview of our first season's episode! I'll post more!
Watched Goodbye Solo this weekend a movie that does an in depth examination two characters unlikely relationship. There's Solo, a Senegalese immigrant taxi driver, with a never ending sense innocent curiosity and contentment that leaves his smiling at all times, and Red, the weathered old man, who just wants to be left alone. But Solo's nature will not allow it, as the progression of their relationship and Solo's effervescent personality keeps you intently watching and taking in his unique manner
But Solo wants to know more, and wants to be involved more, with this stranger, and that's what makes this movie so intriguing to me is because of the social questions it makes us ask ourselves about life and our interactions with others.
I saw Bahrani's Man Push Cart and it has the same knack to draw intrigue from a viewer to watch and see real life unfold. It's not overdone with fantastical scores, complex shots, but effective in its realistic point of view. It leaves me feeling like a fly on the wall, free to observe, and that's how I enjoy to live.
Below is the link to Goodbye Solo the movie and an interview with Bahrani, Souleymane Sy Savane(Solo), and Red West(Red) on Charlie Rose. Enjoy! P.L.P!
Watch "Goodbye Solo" Movie
A girl on the squad, Reggie Theus as coach, a full size gym in a smaller than half-court setting, Anthony Anderson as your big man/comedic relief, a valuable life lesson, and a wonderfully cheesy theme song. What does that equal?
One of the most underrated saturday morning teen sitcoms in history!
Happy 36th Anniversary Mom and Dad. I still feel you with me every single day, Dad.
Dad passed in such a way that left our family feeling blessed. It was the greatest gift he left for us, as his spirit had reached a point of such fulfillment that it outgrew the capacity to be contained within his body. Without a doubt it was the most painful and trying time as well in all our lives, but if you can imagine it, one filled with peace, serenity, completion, and acceptance of a will bigger than our own.
I learned so much about Dad after he passed, from the condolences of family and friends, the admiration for him, and the sheer emotion and sadness that emanated from them in regards to his affect on them in life. I saw a pain in other's that connected and resonated with my own, I heard them speak of him as a peer, giving me insight to a side of Dad, that I could never have seen without him having to move on and upwards. He was slowly being uncovered to me as the person I never realized I was modeling myself after. I really was becoming my parents, and everything I had attributed in my younger age to them in the vain of being uncool, and naggy, removed its veil to me to uncover a pure, passionate, and unconditional love.
Without a doubt I still hold to the fact that Dad lived his finest days with cancer, relieving himself of all these false pressures we fret about daily, he let it go, he accepted his fate, he accepted it with a smile that was the most sincere I had ever witnessed, he accepted with the ability to see that it was an opportunity to do the one thing he told me on his bed just days before he passed, "the chance to inspire people". I could write this for pages and pages, and it still couldn't do the justice to the admiration I hold for Dad, and while I'm thankful I've realized it, part of me still hurts for the fact that I couldn't have fully realized it while he was still here. But he lives on without a doubt, and he lives on to push me, to guide me, and to let me be his living testimony, and I'll carry that with me for the rest of my life, and won't sacrifice that for anything, ever.
Thanks Dad
Thank you for it all
Thank you for the back to back sleeping
the advice, whether i understood it or not
Thank you for the sports for waiting in the car to pick me up with a patience much greater than my own
for the unwavering support in any pursuit I chased as a child
I couldn't understand the magnitude of your silent but resounding presence
Thank you for the love of food
cause "it's never wasting money if you spend it on food"
the opportunity to share a meal of blessings with those you love the most
an opportunity to provide for the very family you would sacrifice anything for
Thank you for scrubbing my face in the shower
for teaching me to strive to be a person of substance
a person in a position to help those less fortunate
Thank you for the bowl haircuts
Thank you for listening to me that one night on the way to the airport
and making me feel relevant in the family
Thank you for becoming my close friend
Thank you for teaching me what truly was important in life
for it guides me now and the life I now lead
I've got you at my shoulder now
I wish they knew that there's no stopping us now
There's a million more things I could thank you for
but I'll take your advice
instead of talking about it
I'll just put it into action
Can't wait for the world to see what we've got in stored for them
Thanks Dad.
Remix of Asobi Seksu's track "Thursday", enjizoy, P.L.P!
I was brought up by my dad watching a lot of sports, and specific teams. The main sports teams I love in the Bay are: The Warriors, The Niners, The Golden Bears, and The Athletics. I remember details and certain memories from each of these teams at a young age, and makes me think I should write a whole nother post just about that.
But I remember Cal teams as early as 90, 91, with the Sean Dawkins at receiver, and Russell White being the stud out of the backfield. They've been engrained in my fandom, and in recent years, Cal has always been touted as the team that could possibly end USC's domination in the Pac-10, but falters at some point, and lets Nate Longshore (who in my opinion was the man for the way he handled all his criticism), put his William H. Macy "Cooler" type play hit the field. It sounds like a recording of consecutive years past, but I feel like this is the year they do it, and with the opener this Saturday on national tv on espn I can no longer contain my excitement. The reason is: we have the best playmaker in college, the most explosive player in college, and the greatest threat to take it to the house on any given play in college, the Bay's own, Jahvid Best.
Check out his highlight reel, and Cal Bear fan or not, you'll love him, and you'd be excited to watch him play anyday. He also had a quote recently that I think he's actually going to live up to this year, "I think I'm better in the video game than I am in real life, I break tons of tackles in that video game. I have to step up my game to be the video game Jahvid this year."
I LOVE IT!
