I got into the world cup late today. dave called last night and asked if we could meet early to talk about spazmo. here i am at 10am, alone. dave is not here and darrin is not here. i talked to dave and told him i feel we wouldnt be good partners on spazmo but maybe there is still a way we can cooperate.

the day of reckoning will come. in august the time to bring your crop to market will come and the market manager will ask, "what have you grown?". What am I sowing now that I can reap later? Be watchful of your daily habbits for they add or take away from the foundation of your house. I sowed a big heap of debt and a fair amount of self-management experience.

i had a long ride in and did some good thinking. i think its better not to have the mp3 player in general because now im thinking on my rides like i used to. i thought about adhoc workforces and wondered if the law will allow such a thing.

greg is doing okay, hanging out in the back yard. he's told me a couple stories about his time in santa barbara. sometimes i think his thinking will lift and he will go back the way he was. sometimes i think he will make a new life for himself just the way he is. he said he's working on getting a monk's robe to replace his current clothes. i asked him about joining a monestary and he said he doesnt think he can find the right one, at least not in this country. maybe palestine he said.