UNPLANNED REVALATION. So, last night happened not as planned. VIP invitation via email to an underground celebration... "Wander in at eight. Group begins at ten." Deep consideration. Not my scene. (as if I have a scene) Great bystander story fodder, I thought to myself. The sofa sucked me until eleven. Driving by at eleven-forty-five... bacon loading up the van. Bust? I laugh a sigh of relief... and hell, I'm clothed and out of the house. Make a night of it. Pub and onto the StarBar. Just around the block, you'd think I'd go there more often than I do. With an open eye, I noticed the charm... it's simply true. Like 50 years of underground americana wrapped up in corregated metal and neon signs. Original Sinners. Remember the band X? Punk Rockabilly is genuinely American. It's real as well. So, I realize. Tonight, pondering the honest sensibility of punk. That is the charm. After hours of playing guitar just a bit different, less structured. There will be a music project. Unstructured and without obvious pop-appeal. Might just be more popular. Barebones. peace- seanrox

Codename: "RSP"... Stream of Conciousness Other than the ad architecture of CJ, this is the largest experiment for mass-market web-revenue experiment yet Offerings: "Hip" Niche ePublications Syndicated "Edgey" Music Promo Ezine Feed Ad/Affiliate-based Promotional WebRadio ? Traffic: eBay Cross-Linking CableTV Ads WebRadio Ads Conversion Tour/Join: eBay... Self-Standing Domain per Offering/Campaign Cross-Linking... WebRadio-centered site CableTV Ads... Self-Standing Domain per Offering/Campaign WebRadio Ads... Self-Standing Domain per Offering/Campaign Music Promo Ezine... Webmaster Resources peace- seanrox

THE LYRIC. "I walk around you, even when you're not around" Wrote this the other evening. Seemed really poignant. Really not attempting to be deep or philosophical, but I believe we do this. It's a piece of insanity that keeps us sane. [Insanity] has become a recurring theme over the past year or so, since I've noticed the trend that we all act in such peculiar manners in certain situations... like survival tactics. Today, I thought about how fortunate I am. To have a place to live that I love, in a city I love... with friends around me nagging me to "go out" and do something with them. Many times, I choose my projects, myself, and my important and odd, expressive journey I'm forging. Having the opportunity to "take a break" with them, makes it all worth it. The natural or default state is to think and create... the diversions are just that. :) STRANGE TRIP. Trauma causes change. I finished watching Kevin Spacey in K-Pax. Seems I can think of quite a few traumatic and life-changing events in my adult life that seeded extreme change in thought and lifestyle. From my perspective, I believe I've learned about how people work bit better and hopefully I've learned more about myself. To some, I may seem just one step closer to insanity, and others value what I share from this experience. Maladjusted? Creative? Open to suggestion. COOL INTERVIEW. Not sure where this idea fits into the scheme of things, but I'd like to interview a pyschiatrist or psychologist that deals with functioning, creative people. Objectivism is so difficult to find... especially in the creative field, where defined lines are drawn based upon critiques, reviews, and passion. What would I do with this interview afterwards? Dunno. Maybe write an essay? If it's good, could submit it to pubs. Not really important now. Just be cool to know how creative people deal differently. peace- seanrox

Created for CJ earlier this week: peace- seanrox

As I lay myself down to sleep... images race. It sucks, really. Although cool to have such vivid ideas and possibilities zipping around connecting and reconnecting, sometimes I just really need the sleep. Creative curse again. Repeated topic, but nothing much to really add. The new RSP model is intriguing and complex. Baby steps and learn. There is value in spreading the gospel of free entertainment. The web hides boredom killers, we shall attempt to make them known to the masses before the big players do. It's novelty at this point. Jump in before they catch on. peace- seanrox

IMAGES... BY POPULAR DEMAND The new bleached do... 3 weeks growth... not too shabby for a bald guy, huh? peace- seanrox

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Just for a moment, imagine a white couple in the UK gave birth to a set of black twins? Somewhere, there's a black man smiling.

WHAT'S THE NORM? Quite often, I find myself sitting here wondering... what *is* the "norm"? More often than not, I believe that I am not. In fact, in many ways... I feel I am the exception. Grab our lives by the tuft and toss it on the examining table for a moment to understand ourselves better. Examine each facet our lives. We each excel in different ways... and each have our emotional and mental pitfalls as well. Our value systems differ, as do our pocketbooks. If this is true how can we truly compare ourselves to others effectively? I place so much value on the work I do when I'm *not* at "work". Other invest their energy in other activities... other facets of their lives. Appears we can only examine and compare each facet, because the "whole" is so incomparable. One facet examined... Admittedly, lately, I've been examining my own personal relationships. The history... the similarities, the differences... weighing healthy vs. unhealthy... happiness vs. unhappiness... passion vs. indifference. The fact I even think about myself in this manner leads me to believe that I am the exception... the "odd one out". Which easily feeds my distaste for the whole realm of magical relationships altogether. The cyclical, collective disallusion has become somewhat humorous to me. No matter how much up-front honesty is shared... people sincerely believe what they may believe. That sincerity feeds my disallusionment, tainting my logic out of some odd yearning for "magic"... eventually, I'm right. We move on. peace- seanrox

RETURN TO PUBLIC VIEW. Several months back, I mentioned cyclical "refueling"... I believe that unknowingly, I'm at the beginning of another cycle. Time for public view, conversing, sharing, and interaction. Open to outside forces and influence. Each time the energy one exchanges, a return of unexpected results ocurrs. Last cycle... my original creation, prompted a creative outlet, collaboration of talent, shared humor, and entertainment for thousands. This time around? Who knows...? LIFE BEGINS. At 31, I feel like a new life of creativity is only beginning. As if the last 13 years have been a solid learning experience of lessons to launch from. No goal will ever be reached... because I move the posts further and further away... challenging myself. Today, I'm beginning to understand what the proverbial "they" mean when they say... "life begins at 40." The journey is amazing. By openly sharing my love with people the past few years... I feel so much more fulfilled. peace- seanrox

I'M ADDICTED TO FOX. Sensationalist television programming will be the death of my productivity. The latest vice: American Idol... where young Americans perform their hearts out and have their life's hopes and dreams crushed by a panel of Judges and the voting population of the nation (psst...13yr old girls with unlimited night-time minutes). Airing the shows weekly after a double feature of That 70s Show reruns feeds the addiction... for *that* continues to be one the most well-written sitcoms on television today... bake at 420 for 2 hours. I've been pretty darn close at guessing at least two of the three "pre"stars selected for the next round. The game continues. peace- seanrox