demasiadas expectativas…

A little reflection on my recent life of twelve years in and around the city of Cincinnati and I keep coming back to the role expectations played in my day-to-day. I became programmed to be in a state of constant expectation. Expectation of myself, of life and especially of others. The unfortunate reality is that

live happy: an open letter to all creative people…

dear creative persons of the world, artists, web developers, writers, social networkers, poets, marketers, bloggers, architects, musicians and anyone else who employs their right brain on a regular basis and generates original content: lately i’ve been thinkin’ a lot about what it means to “live happy”. its the mantra that i adopted a few years

get on the bus…

a few years ago on the recommendation of a friend i picked up tom wolfe’s “the electric koolaid acid test” a fantastic/trippy account of ken kesey and the merry pranksters and their fantastic journey across 1964 America in a ’39 day-glo painted international harvester bus.  their use of hallucinogenic drugs, crazy attire, bizarre street theatre,