I have just returned from sharing some quality time with my beloved family in the fragile, water-staved ecosystem of central California. (Only if you live Los Angeles do you take a spring vacation in a place that is actually cooler than where you live.)
There are times when I wonder why I have been so blessed as to have borne witness to, or been a part of, so many wonderful times and places centered around leaps forward in music and pop culture in general. If ever there was proof of “being here for a reason”, my good fortune seems to verify the thought’s validity.
Yes…that’s me and Jack Bauer. He kept me locked in a room for 2 weeks and questioned me about my involvement in a nefarious plot to overthrow the tiny country of Pottselvania with someone called ‘Borisandnatasha’. Fortunately, I was rescued by 2 agents code-named “Moose and Squirrel”. I asked Bauer to break one of my fingers so I could prove I was with him, but we were drinking at Cherry Cola’s and my fingers just bent back…wouldn’t break. You will just have to take my word for it.
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So I’m trying to get some writing done the other day, and I’m in the Zone. The words are flowing, I’m typing frantically, and it’s all going so well, when suddenly … the phone rings.
Now, you may say, “Why did you answer?” You may say, “Were you expecting an important call?” But in actuality, when I’m concentrating very hard, I will often do silly things, whether it be answering a ringing phone, or opening the door to a salesman. I’ll forget that I’ve got some eggs on the stove, that have now gone from hard boiled to carbonized, or that I put the laundry in some three hours ago, and the sink has overflowed. It’s the nature of creativity, being in the moment, going with the flow.
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Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 