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Tingling fingers: C6, C7

admin — Sun, 08 Jan 2012 03:59:31 +0000

I can’t feel my left index finger. It has been tingling since Dec. 20th. (2 wks. 4 days) I’ve dropped two glasses unable to detect my grip on them and several times I’ve subjected the numb fingers to the point of injury…since I can’t feel when it hurts.
It’s not going away. It’s getting worse.

Any advice?

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Update – 1/9/12: I have a week for the Dexamethasone to work or…. God knows.

Time to take up religion again.

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admin — Sat, 24 Dec 2011 22:22:42 +0000

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I wonder if I should capitalize the T in twitter. Should such a feminine name be capitalized? My use of twitter is predominately reserved for the rare event I am without electricity but still have a cell signal. It does happen after a storm and while horseback.

Throughout 2011 I haven’t been very active on any of the dozen websites I host that draw regular traffic because of a realization. I’ve been purposely neglectful because at some point this year my writing style became offensive to me. I exaggerate and embellish. I don’t care about the topic, the message or the content. I’m purposely antagonistic and too lazy to be complete or intellectual. Basically I suck at it and I shouldn’t be the one writing anything other than project manuals and repair tutorials.

I started a Twitter account using my real name and linked it here. I don’t know if that’s completely insane or just insane. @wkpUS follow me…hahah.. I not much of a follower myself.

So, I sit here trying to remember my new slogan… is it embellish obfuscation? exhibit obfuscation? …no, opposite those. It’s something I don’t do. Oh yeah; Echew Obfuscation. I kinda want to get that tattooed inside my lip. (no.)

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A journal entry from my TF journal

admin — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 13:31:16 +0000

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It’s been more than a year and a half since I was in Thailand. Though I’ve traveled many times since then it’s Thailand that left the strongest impressions.

Can’t say it was just the vibrant history, ancient culture and pervasive religion that I found so overwhelmingly attractive. Nearly stunned with amazement at every turn Thailand was instantly a part of my composition for better and for worse… like a pre-arranged marriage I had little choice as I was consumed by it all and carry the memory at the front of my thinking.

I believe I could live there for a spell… Thailand makes me wish life were longer.. or that I could do it again.. so I would have time to have both lives.

I guess it’s like that… maybe if I didn’t have such a full and rich life and have so many good and healthy life experiences, I would pack up a few essentials and go to Thailand in a heartbeat.. and never look back because I would have found home.

I truly felt a sense of home while I was there and even today it’s difficult to understand other than to believe in past lives… or a interconnectedness of all. How else could someone born of German and English decent in Manhattan, raised in a sheltered conservative American town on the opposite side of the globe walk off an airplane in Bangkok and fully know and realize on a personal level, that he was comfortably home?

So here we are 18 months later. Just yesterday I had a new Thai dish that was better than ever. I thought… I can’t imagine eating Thai food every meal. I couldn’t do without Captain Crunch and Sugar Pops.

I was with a Thai girl for a while and she was always spicing things up with too many ingredients. Like my simple 3 eggs and 2 slices of cheese omelet which I love that quickly became the base of some wild mess, turning shades of red and green and tasting like Thai food.

I’m glad of my diversity, being able to enjoy Raisin Bran and then Pad Kra Prow with equal enthusiasm. I need them both. Most of all, I think I want a Thai girlfriend though I’ve put no effort into meeting anyone for ages. (… the rest of my life wouldn’t be long enough to praise her inherit beauty let alone merge our conditioning from opposite end of the world.) I know it’s true when I travel the world and still gravitate toward Asian eyes. They say the eyes are the window to the soul… That’s good because one of my friends has such dark eyes I don’t really see much when I stare. lol. How will I find… not worried since if it’s meant to be it will happen no matter where I am physically located. I haven’t prayed for anything since my father was in a coma from a heart attack. He did miraculously recover. I wonder if I owe The Great Mysterious for that?

Work is good, I bought a new house in the mountains as a home improvement project. I have to fly there. That vacation area is a separate world from New York City so I don’t dare imagine how foreign it would be to a Thai visitor… though I welcome you to visit me when you come to America.

Good fortune to you all and good luck holding a perspective that keeps you happy, healthy and wealthy.

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admin — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 14:08:58 +0000

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I talk too much…

Photograph of Kim in Chiang Mai, Thailand.

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In Decemeber of 2005 I wrote this for an online profile, since then I’ve had new adventures to add to this list but haven’t updated it yet:

I’ve stood beneath Bridal Veil Falls. (awe-inspiring)

I’ve been to Yellowstone many summers and some winters.

I’ve lived in California. and Connecticut. also elsewhere. (like Montana)

I’ve been to Luxembourg.

I’ve climbed Swiss mountains and brought edelweiss back to my U.S. garden. (hearsay)

I’ve chilled out in Amsterdam.

I’ve been drunk on absinthe on the isle of Santorini.

I’ve ridden a horse for days.

I’ve canoed for days, kayaked for days.

I’ve bicycled for weeks.

I’ve cried for weeks.

I’ve held my breath for 3 minutes while snorkeling near Belize.

I’ve been to the Equinox at Chichen Itza and seen the snake.

I’ve nearly drowned at Venice Beach.

I’ve nearly drowned at Ocean Beach.

I’ve fallen through ice in the winter.

I am a parent.

I’ve driven a BMW at 85m.p.h. ’till I fell asleep. (none of the car survived)

I’ve slept in hay with cows.

I’ve slept without a tent on Mt. Shasta, on a glacier. (many times)

I’ve slept on the side of a mountain. (hangin’ out

I’ve slept with three girls at once. (hehehe)

I’ve slept on a park bench in Switzerland and San Francisco.

I’ve been to Istanbul and grappled with gangsters. (so uncool)

I gave a dying fish a c-section and still have offspring 6 years later.

I’ve had a dog and loved him ’till the end of his life.

I’ve raised giant german rabbits.

I’ve been to almost every state.

I’ve been homeless for months.

I live in a million dollar house.

I’ve swam more than a mile.

I’ve run a hell of a long way.

I’ve flown a plane and a helicopter.

I’ve broken my fingers, hand, arm, face, foot, back and heart. (<—hehehe that sucks)

I’ve kept really good friends for 10 and 20 years.

I’ve played a flute for wild bison for hours for years.

I’ve mountain biked Moab.

I’ve lost it all in Las Vegas.

I’ve won more than $1000 on a slot machine.

I’ve driven across the U.S. six or more times and driven across Europe a few.

I got a motorcycle when I was 8.

I learned to shoot a shotgun when I was so small I couldn’t hold it.

I went ice skating at 2 years old and skiing at 3.

I’ve skied backcountry steeps that are impassable in summer.

I’ve been in true love. (I’ll never forget the moments)

I’ve lost someone important to me.

I’ve worked on famous homes.

I’ve casually partied hard-core with famous people. (another hehehe)

I’ve been to the top of the world trade towers.

I’ve gotten tan on a nude beach in Jamaica.

I’ve been to the top of the Eiffel Tower.

I’ve slept in a cave.

I’ve been stung by a whole hive more than once.

I admire and am fascinated by wasps and bees.

I’ve been in the U.S. Army.

I am an Eagle Scout.

I’ve studied many religions and theosophy.

I’ve practiced 5 forms of yoga.

I’ve worked for a swami. (capitalism can suck)

I met Timothy Leary.

I’ve tuned in, turned on and dropped out. (sort of)

I saw 100 Dead shows and several Pink Floyd.

I have friends who are musicians.

I’ve been to a rodeo.

I’ve been to the Bay of Newfoundland and Iceland.

I’ve been frightened and thrilled while spelunking in Santa Cruz.

I’ve asked for a shooting star and one happened.

I’ve lain in a pickup all night watching a meteor shower.

I’ve always owned a pickup truck since 1990.

I married a stripper and divorced her.

I’ve taken thousands of pictures a year since year 2000.

I’ve eaten fish eyes and snake and frog and deer.

I’ve been a vegetarian for 18 years. (weird.)

I’ve smoked more than 100,000 cigarettes.

I studied fashion design, then language, then construction.

I’ve lived where there were soldiers posted on every civilian block.

I’ve seen people be killed.

I was there for the Loma Prieta earthquake in ‘89.

I’ve always liked myself even when I don’t.

I’ve always felt powerful and special. (even if I’m no more than another)

I’ve always been self-conscious.

I am sensitive.

I am “in touch” with myself.

I love animals and Nature is my truest religion.

I prefer to think of God as the Great Mysterious.

I’ve always wanted to be an Indian when I grow up.

I’ve met old people who hate Indians.

I’ve met Indians who hate being called Indians.

I’ve always been a wise-ass.

I’ve always like fireworks.

I’ve grown bored of writing… but always love.

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