Traveling Back to Paradise 9-15-06

Venturing back to these mountains always feels like coming home. Looking up to the ragged, cloud shrouded peaks, knowing in the morning they’ll be covered in a fresh coat of snow gives me a sense of calm and completeness, such beauty. My life really started about 20 air miles from here in this same mountain range when I had the good fortune of moving to Yellowstone Park when I was 20. Newly transplanted to the Rockies of the west I awed at the majestic views and wild land that would be my home for the next year. Soaking tonight in the hot tub in the quiet darkness brought me back to soaking in the hot pots of Yellowstone, the boiling river in the bitter winter, our long hair freezing upon exiting the pools and the quiet moonlit walk back to the Artists pot with the elk bugling not far off. There is no other sound that compares to the primal screams in the night air. The peace and silence of the vast outdoors brings to life an intensity of spirit that bonds all beings through time. Something very sacred comes over your consciousness when exposed to the smells and sounds of pure life. The energy vibrating off the forest is palpable. My life began here, the life that would bring me my three children, setting me on a course of conviction and love for the beings that would teach me the meaning of true love. The blessing of these three is almost overwhelming if I dwell on it, so I try to only pause for fleeting moments so as not to become overwhelmed. It feels good to come back home.

More Optimism on Dating

Dating is hard work, or maybe I’m just too lazy to do it with any enthusiasm. The lack of chemistry that does not translate over the high speed connection of your internet becomes apparent in the first five minutes of your first date. And of course without chemistry, you’re on just another date from hell, wondering why you put yourself through this unpleasant regimen. After a couple of hours of feigning interest in each other it’s suitable to just put a proper and swift end to it. No apologies, no lies about getting together again real soon, just hey, thanks, bye bye. On the lead up to the last couple of dates I’ve been on I was realistic and kept my expectations at pretty much nil. Good thing, because nil is just about the sum total of them both added up together. Don’t get me wrong, they weren’t a total waste of time. I certainly viewed a clearer vision of what I don’t want in life or in a relationship. But the question remains, why bother? Is it our never ending optimism of thinking that everyone deserves or at least hopes for true love? No matter how many times your hopes may be dashed, you eventually pick yourself up, dust yourself off and once again enter the fray. Are we all just too damn picky or realistic as we age? Where we used to just go with our wild abandon, now we calculate and speculate and hypothesize as to what the “down the road” picture will look like, take a good honest look and decide that for our own well being, we’d better not take that road after all. I see men everywhere, some of them are surely single and some of them look back as we make eye contact and smile, but I’ll never meet them, we’re just strangers connecting for a split second, ships passing in the night.

A Bigger Bang Indeed

When I was a sixth grader dancing to the 45 of Satisfaction with my friend Mona Sula on her linoleum basement floor, who would’ve guessed that I’d see a bunch of 60 year olds perform the song, their song, 37 years later in Missoula Montana in the year 2006. To anyone who will ever be 60 years old, the Rolling Stones are a true beacon of hope. Their energy and vibrancy, not to mention their lean muscular physiques, are proof that no one with a lust for life and a passion for their work needs to become fat and sluggish with all the heath consequences that come along with it. And their Maiden Voyage to Montana for a bunch of guys who have certainly seen more of the world than most could ever hope for in a lifetime, shows that even at 60 you can still see new places and have new adventures. I love that their music and level of performance has stayed as high as it ever was. This is no classic rock band milking the last few ounces of a long ago career like so many of those has-been bands you see around at county fairs. These guys are the role model for rock and roll.

As for the actual show, it was a spectacle complete with fireworks and magnificent light show which included the whole humungous stage. It's refreshing that they all look their age, not pulled and reworked with face lifts as so many rich and famous their age. And Mick can really belt them out. It reminded me of when I recently saw Sting, now he's terrific in his own right, but should not include Roxanne when he can't hit the high notes. Not so with Mick. The play list was a pleasing mix of old and a few new ones from their recent hit release. Starting out with a roaring Jumpin Jack Flash and going on to include favorites like Let's Spend the Night Together, Start Me Up, Midnight Rambler including rousing harmonica by Mick, Brown Sugar, Tumbling Dice and a dazzling Sympathy for the Devil complete with Mick in a red coat and top hat. When you think of how many hits they've had over the years it's nice to see they include a broad cross section when performing. Also made me glad I'd seen them do Ruby Tuesday in '89 as it was very moving and not included here. The crowd too was very well behaved, one of the best I've experienced, and an age range from about 10 to 75 from what I could tell. It was nice to share the Stones first experience in Montana with them and 22,000 enthusuastic fans. It was a blast being part of history in the making.

Five Things I've Learned from Internet Dating

Okay, so I'm really new at this and really rusty at dating in general but I'm hoping to be a quick study and not make the same mistakes twice.

1. Don't travel more than 20 miles to meet your "new friend". Exceptions: it's a beautiful day for a drive, your car gets 35 mpg, you like driving, you've got that new cd you're dying to listen to and you like visiting the other town where you have other things you plan on doing: movie, shopping etc.
2. Meet the person as soon after you decide you actually want to meet them as you can. Something strange happens when you wait too long, it must be that mental impression you formulate of their personality, that preconceived notion which of course is never anything like the actual person.
3. Keep your expectations at zero, this lessens the disappointment. This is not as hard as it sounds, for the older you get, the more realistic life becomes. You're smart enough after all these years to do the math and realize that the chances this unknown person will turn out to be your soul mate are about five gazillion to one.
4. Make sure you do an activity, hike, art walk, etc. then when they bore you to tears you still feel a sense of accomplishment because you saw some really cool art or got some excercise.
5. If you're not attracted to their posted pictures, don't even bother, you won't have any chemistry when you meet either. This includes even if they seem funny in your e-mail exchanges and apparently have led a very colorful, interesting life.