Radical Transparency

We live in a disassembled pizza. It'd taste better if we put it together and baked it gooey.

Thank you, Alex, for seeing a metaphor and passing it my way. If anyone else ever feels the urge to do that, my email address is jdegrazia at gmail dot com.

I'm still not sure how (or if) a wagon wheel rocks, but I love the microphone, the sideburns that don't fit the suit, and the shot of the ticket stand, the nodding head, and the empty carnival in the background.

That was one of many awesome covers that featured prominently in the muzfest last weekend.

And has anybody else noticed something of a southbound bias in musical train similes? There must be something that happens like a northbound train...

Stopping time would be nice.

Being given time would too.

But how about making time?

A metaphor.

I just noticed that.

So, I wonder...

What does time look like, and how is it brought into being?

Is it bent and chiseled? Brewed? Conjured?

And how do we learn to make it?

Bumble bees want to be nice. And they are. They won’t sting you if you just look at them. The only times they sting you are when you try to grab them. Or, when you step on them. Or, when you put them in your mouth. So, don’t catch them or walk on them. Or try to eat them. ‘Cause you’ll be stinged. They like when people look at them. And they like looking at us.

Or so says a three year old.

An accidental metaphor? For everything?

Thank you, Lauren, for listening carefully and taking notes.

Coke and hookers just made their first appearance on the Carrot Project Blog.

It's subtle, but they're there.

And, in the name of radical transparency (and maybe also for the love of all language and metaphor), they'll stay.

Until we find out that they've made someone feel uncomfortable.

And then we'll take them down. Because no joke should ever get in the way of being nice.

Hammertime is a reality series that focuses on the Hammer family as they live their not-so-simple lives in Tracy, California. Having a family and re-launching the Hammer empire is not an easy task, but with wisdom, faith and a relentless tenacity to strive through any adversity, this family is stronger than ever.

Re-launching the Hammer empire.

Certainly not an empire not know for its longevity.  Nor for its creative breadth.

But an empire that ascended, like a meteor (if you look at it from the right angle), on the back of one of the most bad ass one trick ponies ever to gallop the twisted cliffs of showbiz. And, encouragingly for the Hammers, that pony still has spring in his step...



Move over T Mobile. Move over Antwerp. It's Hammertime

The conversation began...

E: I cut your hair in a bathtub that night. You remember?
N: I was drunk.

Something yanked my attention elsewhere, but I wrestled and escaped and caught the end...

N: Buy low, sell high. That's what they called it. It was 2001, maybe, and they decided it was a good time to get in. So they grew mustaches. They figured it'd blow up. It didn't. Which is too bad.

Which is the most awesome thing to say before leaving a room or meeting or town or country:

A. Later crocodile.

2. Hasta lasagna.

Or...

d. Let's kick this pig.

?

This came in the mail today:

Write with nouns and verbs, not with adjectives and advebs. The adjective hasn't been built that can pull a weak or inaccurate noun out of a tight place. - Wiliam Strunk and E. B. White
 
Makes me want to look at everything I've written over the past 6 months, tally, evaluate, and probably cry.

Uh oh. Already. Probably. I have a long way to go. Clearly.
 
Also sets me imagining the building of adjectives. I picture Santa's elves: chiseling giant wooden letters out of treestumps, packed around coffeestained conference tables, diagramming on whiteboards, arranging the letters on huge Scrabble-style trays, and pondering.