Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Music Game

This is beautiful, sounds gentle, and is entertaining! Play here

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Some inspiration from Air

AIR MUSIC VIDEO SING SANG SUNG from MATHEMATIC SAS on Vimeo.

I love this concept!! I'm inspired~!

minimalist greatness

Sonar from Renaud Hallée on Vimeo.


Sonar by Renaud Hallee!

Reggie Watts Can be my friend!!


UM what can I say but this guy rocks it!!

Monday, October 4, 2010

Life List Destination Sweden

Coolest camping ever in Kolarbyn, Sweden! As Tina Fey would say, "I want to go to there!". Check it

Saturday, October 2, 2010

AT Computer 9

Dream Days

Dream days are coming
or more or less are here
the rainbows are drumming
to spell away the fear

In times when omens rise
can one without compromise
fly with thoughts up high
staying bouyant to testify

that indeed things are exactly
not at all what they seem
and for a matter of factly
coming are days that dream.

mesmerizing

Maybe its my roots of pixelated video game playing that keeps me looking over and over at this image. Man this is some great animated gif artwork. I don't know who did it but I absolutely love this. This character reminds me of a "typical day in the life".

Monday, August 23, 2010

Fun biking in LA



This was an Awesome Ride, I'm in this video, the tunnel was the coolest part!

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

At Computer 8

Sunset on the Sea

Into the moon ripples fast and strong
she jumped and leaped and danced along
her gaze was smooth her glance was smart
her eyes would move to and fro with a dart
and into the skyline she would bathe and swoon
on the water collapsing in the arms of the moon.

Monday, March 15, 2010

At Computer 7

In Passing

Love comes by many times,
but stays for just a few.

The heart rings many rhymes,
but with only one chord true.

Thoughts will commit many crimes,
That one cannot undo.

But actions will play the many mimes,
that plays the soul to woo.

So when the bell of true love chimes,
stay focused to pursue.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

At Computer-6

The Grapefruit Tree In Bloom

The grapefruit blossoms send a dream into the air,
that sweeps up my eyelashes and swirls around my hair.
Such citrus wafting song makes one dash into a dare,
And end up in those places from a magical Neverwhere.

A flower paddles down in wind gently before my eye,
and with its graceful wandering my heart loosens a sigh,
for with the curves the posy falls in her path I do espy,
flows perfume sweet around her dance in generous supply.

And when she lays upon the ground a tear is gently shed
for life soon passing from her scent sunk into soil be bled
the petals of her dress do thin and follow with no dread
For she will come again next year on springs free wheeling sled!

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

At Computer - 5

The Deck at Present

King size bed,
Swimming up to sleep with you.

Queen size dreams,
From the days delicious doings.

All Jacked up,
From expeditions we beheld.

Ten heavy trees,
weighed down by drifting snow.

Nine lacy flakes,
Caught with tongue sticking out.

Eight flighty tracks,
Left by leaping doe in quiet wood.

Seven crackers left,
To fill my empty stomach.

Six breaths to take,
To catch up with the pace

Five wandering geese,
Flying overhead.

Four eyes looking,
Down the slopes with speed.

Three people calling,
Wait up for me.

Two skis sliding,
Waxing stripes into the powder.

One contented soul,
With deck in hand to play!

Friday, January 8, 2010

At Computer - 4

My Dreams are Keeping Me Awake

At night in my sleep,
My dreams are keeping me awake.
Through the sheets they do creep,
with lusty fingers they do take.

The nightmares shake the calm
while the dreams so wake the spirit;
that there is no way to palm,
slumber's song wishing I could hear it.

The body tosses and turns,
to find a perfect trance in repose;
but the ardor of concerns,
tosses my limbs with turned up nose.

To the wish for gentle silence
that passes so rarely on its way;
cradling my nervous penance
for things forgotten to convey.

If for only just a moment,
my tired thoughts allay;
then sleep, heaven sent,
would be the order on my tray.

And the dreams that keep awake
what should be put to bed;
would shut eyes for mercies' sake
to forget words left unsaid.