It's Hard

It's hard to find words right now. Having been closely and deeply forever changed by sudden, inexplicable and heinous violence just past a year ago, the shattering violence of Monday is heart breaking. It is unfortunate and true that these things unite us all as family as we grasp for comfort and meaning. Follow this link to an interview on Wednesday's 'All Things Considered' on NPR with a VT junior named Clay Violand. I had to stop what I was doing when I started listening to it--he really struck me as a wounded but very strong young man, extraordinary in his desire to help others heal. Please listen. http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=9658179
Say some prayers or send good thoughts or meditate or whatever you choose to do, everybody needs it now, more than ever.
Love, Leemur

I Call For Don Imus To Be Hanged By The Neck Until...

almost dead, then cut down and forced to eat two 5lb containers of cottage cheese and granola and then wash it down with a litre of soy milk. After that he will be bound to a chair and forced to watch episode after episode of "Diff'rent Strokes", "Highway to Heaven", "Touched By An Angel", and possibly the first season of "The White Shadow."
Afterwards, he will be set free to work behind the counter of the Jiffy Lube in Marlinton West Virginia, where he will wear a blue mechanics shirt with a name tag on the left breast pocket that reads "Don Ho" and will be constantly ridiculed and ass-kicked for eyeballing the local colored girls.
Good Luck Don!!

US Open Cycling in RVA!!

Woo hoo! What a ball, I loved every minute of it. Here are a few pics and several of my admittedly amateur videos on the sidebar. Love, Leemur

What's My Problem?

Good question! What tha hell, have I been trapped in another world, under something heavy, where there are no phones, no postal carriers, no passenger pidgeons, no internets or emails? Maybe, probably, most likely. Yes. Or maybe I have just been lost in a really long alley.