Chico The Wonder Dog!
I live in Los Angeles now. I drive a car now. Driving a car in Los Angeles can be a bit like running with the bulls in Pamplona. Crowded. Frenetic. Lots of horns. And my mind can race with it—race to things I have to do, things I want to see, people to help, money to make, bills to pay, runs to take, emails to write, life to live. Fast, unfocused, noisy. On the worst days, ungenerous and unkind. And so it was as I drove down crowded Lincoln Boulevard not long ago. I was driving the speed limit, on my way to a client--not late but not early—I needed to keep moving. And suddenly, before I knew it, there was a small dog running out into the street. Running right toward my car, I couldn’t swerve because of traffic—I slammed on the brakes, skidded, held my breath…and none of ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by rightnow
- Feb 25, 2008
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Where, O Where, Did the Smile Cards Go!?
They went on top of my dresser. About four weeks ago. Some went in the console of my car. A couple were swallowed up in my wallet which I'm quite certain still has my high school ID card. I'm 35. And there they stayed, all around me yet somehow completely hidden. Which, of course, they weren't. I just wasn't looking. I had forgotten to look. More truthfully, my "looking" had shifted from "how can I help?" to "what do I need?" I need more money. I need gas for my car. I need a job. I need some clothes. Some new running shoes. I need fulfillment, dammit! O, Happiness, where have you hid? Just when I am most in need, most lost, most miserable, you go and hide, Happiness! How dare you! I NEED these things, material and otherwise and they will deliver unto me joy, freedom, ease and happiness for all ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by Brian
- Jun 1, 2008
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