o.k. another one bites the dust. Another year is behind us. so to speak. I guess that depends on which calendar you use. Nuclear bombs in north Korea, the apparent threat of terrorism everywhere, cloned babies popping up like mushrooms in a cow pasture, slumping economy and the possibility that our government is headed down the same dark path once walked by Rome, Egypt and many other now crumbled empires whose eyes got too wide and whose heart got too small [bush to Cheney: “now hold on there, you telling me Dick that we have to concern ourselves with the American people? My daddy never told me that. lets just bomb those fuckers.”] And God only knows what really happened to Albert Gore. Things took a turn for the worse when prince Albert conceded. Is it Armageddon? Someone told me they saw it in a dream last week. Would officially start on March 3rd, 2003. germ warfare, more terrorist attacks and nuclear bombs going off. Maybe, maybe not. We’ll see. Things definitely feel funny right now. But none of that matters because we still have Eddie izzard, Cary grant movies, Sigur Ross, Air, the Strokes, Phoenix [from France, not Arizona], Roberto Begnini, Rufus wainright, and oh yes love. We need to focus more on art, more on music, more on love, and more on family. But there is a strong need more than ever for social and political activism in America at this time. so where's the balance? That's the million dollar question?

We are climbing up to 9000 feet elevation listening to the United album by Phoenix. If I die today I will be happy because I think it is one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard. Snow is all around us. Tall pine trees everywhere. The 12,000 foot San Francisco Peaks are up ahead. It is absolutely beautiful, like a Coors beer commercial. Lol.
New Years Eve was wonderful fulfilling evening. Phoenix symphony orchestra. Balloon drop and Champaign toast. Party with friends afterwards. Drove up to flagstaff and played in the snow, walked in the woods and there amongst the tall pines and whispering birches and aspens ankle deep in the snow in the dead silence we whispered our new years resolutions and desired results for 2003. You could hear a pin drop in the snow.
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