I just got back from a couple days in Shangri-La. Not that one. This one is in La Jolla, California, a pretty gorgeous place, made even more amazing by members of the community of La Jolla Country Day School.
A series of bizarre and seemingly random events (sparked by our mutual fascination of Bhutan and our love of reading) led us together.
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Tagged Bhutan, La Jolla, libraries, Lisa Napoli, ReadGlobal
“There may not be much difference, between Chairman Mao and Richard Nixon, if we strip them naked,” Yoko Ono reminds us in this classic cut from the Plastic Ono Band’s Sometime in New York City LP. Chock full of revolutionary protest songs (from Attica State to Angela Davis) and stuffed with a petition to allow John to fight an unjust deportation, SINYC is like a musical time capsule capturing the last rebel yell from the era of the Sixties street-fighting man.
Feeling nostalgic for some Elephant’s Memory Band? It’s only a click away. It’s all free for your listening pleasure on Yoko’s Soundcloud site.
We’re all water from different rivers
That’s why it’s so easy to meet
We’re all water in this vast, vast ocean
Someday we’ll evaporate together
Free Pamphlet is pleased to present a “one word story, mini-collage-a-day 10×14 cm.” piece by artist Anne Miek Bibber. We “discovered” this great new alternative artist on Flickr, and we instantly loved her fresh style and especially her message of affirmation. Reminds us of the famous Yoko Ono piece from the Sixties. Just say “Yes.”
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Tagged anne miek bibber
sky high and climbing
petrol padre time to go
we like to fly clean
* * * *
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Tagged "petrol padre", "poetry and photoblog", Gas, photoblog, poetry
Converted “Pig” food truck the Maximus Minimus patiently parked in a no parking zone, awaiting the hungry lunch crowds, downtown Seattle, WA.
Porking Zone:
Hog wild lunch truck
snout out and stuffed full of eats
Seattle pig out!
It has been thirty years since John Lennon was gunned down outside his New York City apartment. I’ll never forget the night it happened. I had been out partying for my 21st birthday (December 7th) with my good friend Fred. We got back to my one-room efficiency off-campus in Bloomington late that Sunday night. Still buzzing, we switched on the stereo to hear the news that John Lennon had been shot and killed. We couldn’t believe it. Instant buzz kill, we broke off the party with a mumble — neither one of us in the mood to continue our binge. A hell of a way to matriculate into adulthood.
The next day, in a cold winter rain, I stood beside my fellow IU students and professors who had gathered in the wet fields of Dunn Meadow to pay tribute to John. We stood, some weeped, all sang along to our favorite songs from a memorial radio broadcast over loud speakers. “Imagine,” “War is Over,” “Instant Karma,” “Revolution.”
That morning, I had pinned a “Yippie!” button — one that I had purchased a few summers prior during a trip to Chicago to attend the “Rock Against Racism” festival — onto my vintage black cashmere doorman’s coat. At the end of the day, as I limply marched back to my pad, I looked down to see that my Yippie! button had fallen off. A naked wire semi-circle all that remained on my lapel. I had really loved that button, and held onto it as a token of the sixties revolution that I had just missed by accident of birth. Now, the button, that theater time, and my boyhood hero were never to be seen again. Never to be forgotten. Cosmic Giggle, I mused as I walked back home alone.
Tonic Ball founder Ken Honeywell joins the Beatles’ cover band #9 on the rooftop of the Murphy Arts Center building, a la ‘Let It Be‘, in Fountain Square. The event was all to promote the ninth annual Tonic Ball, which will take place in the historic downtown Indianapolis neighborhood.
For more coverage of the rooftop event, please visit Indy Social Media blog here.
Found on EcoLocalizer:
Kati Jackson, from Rickshaw Bagworks in San Francisco, shares this image with us and asks the blogosphere to think about how we get around, and how our society chooses to use our shared public space and resources. Free Pamphlet is happy to help spread the word: Reuse, Repurpose, recycle.
“One man’s folly is another man’s wife,” reads this sign outside of the package liquor store in Vernon, Indiana.
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