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Cruising is not a fashion statement but a serious quest to renew love and power in my life. This is not love at first sight. This is love with insight. Love on $0 Dollars A Day, I can’t afford not to take the love vacation. Whenever I start is the right time, so today is the day I am going on a  permanent  love vacation!

I don't see things as they are; I see them as I am. When I am able to  enlighten up, and tune in to The Frequency I  live in this vastness, swimming  in the ocean that mystics call ONE TASTE

Love shows up all the time. At this point, I cannot avoid love in everyday life. I can only avoid seeing it. It is simple, free and easily available .My ultimate destiny is to turn my whole world into a love frequency. It is nothing short of ordinary.

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The Horse Latitudes
We're callin' everyone to ride along to another shore 
We can laugh our lives away and be free once more" 

 I  realize my soul is from elsewhere, and,  I am sure I will end up there. At the end of the day, there is nowhere to go and nothing to have and nothing to be—and that’s freedom.

Freedom is what you do with what has been done to you- I was born in America, which is the combination of having won the lottery and being kidnapped and sold into slavery to the treadmill of consumption and the shared hallucination of materialism.


The Soul Has No Personality

The problem with me is that I’m me. Yet, the ‘me’ who I think I AM , doesn't really exist. 

Sometimes doing is not a good thing to do. Doing is usually the desire for something to be otherwise. I have to be a Somebody before I can truly be a Nobody. If my world is a stage, the process of watching my thoughts is like moving back a few rows in the theater.

My complete yet not finished life calls for further growth. Everybody has been granted the power to seek an opening to this freedom and go through it. I happen to be doing it on a boat.


Trip Report-



Without music, my nautical  life would be a mistake. The last  time I was on this 8 Day Bahamas Cruise I was reminded of songs I knew as a kid but forgot until I actually went back out to sea. I wrote-

I used to think that spending too much time on a cruise ship was bad so I stopped thinking. Two  songs that inspired me to sail are -Cool Change ,a top 40 Aussie hit, and The Blues Image's, Ride Captain Ride.
Well I was born in the sign of water And it's there that I feel my best 
"If there's one thing in my life that's missing It's the time that I spend alone Sailing on the cool and bright clear water There's lots of those friendly people They're showing me ways to go But I never want to lose their inspiration Time for a cool change I know that it's time for a cool change And I know that my life is so pre-arranged I know that it's time for a cool change .Well I was born in the sign of water And it's there that I feel my best" -Little River Band



 I am from elsewhere,
 I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there


"Seventy-three men sailed up from the San Francisco Bay Rolled off of their ship, and here's what they had to say "We're callin' everyone to ride along to another shore We can laugh our lives away and be free once more. Ride, captain ride upon your mystery ship Be amazed at the friends you have here on your trip On your way to a world that others might have missed"-Blues Image


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Reprint: 10/2012

When I think Texas, I think Cows and Cowboy, a mashup of the Deep South and The Wild West but here in metropolitan Houston, it is impossible not reach the conclusion that this is the energy capital of the world. Evidence of the fossil fuels workforce is everywhere. Down-to-earth, international, very friendly, Houston  has that water-cooler vibe where everything is petroleum based.

Man In The Mirror-
Zaza Hotel in the Museaum District
It's easy to think that Exon Mobile and Shell are "Big Oil" but in reality, having traveled around the globe, most  of world oil reserves, and an even greater % of the remaining reserves of “easy oil” are held by national oil companies controlled by kings and  governements like Saudi Arabia, Venezuela ,Norway and Russia.



The 5 Most Boring Cities in the World I Visited


 Singapore- The Happy Dicatorship where the Thought Police give tickets for wearing headphones or chewing gum in public.It's just a clean, convenient place to stop over before moving on.
See: A Pain In The English


Brussels, Belgium-Beer and chocolate Brussels is a city of red tape and Eurocrats.








Houston,Texas-No crude oil types here-only bean counters and engineers. Everything you want in a city and less.

Oslo, Norway- Plain Vanilla-Safe cars and suicidal winters. A Big parking lot with the most beautiful looking zombies on the planet. where even chickens get to cross the road without having their motives questioned. See: Oslo You Know Where it's @

Riyadh, Saudia Arabia- Sexual Apartheid-Any country that bans the mermaid logo from Starbucks has issues-Cancel my subscription. Its silence is the most perfect expression of its own scorn. See: One Eyed Man in the Kingdom of the Blind



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Just the right amount of wrong-Burned  off the mass hysteria that permeated me
 last time I was here- Vegas is actually a quieting xperience, 
as if I have a different kind of nervous system

I resemble 
those guys
This is The Ocean View
@ Hooters Casino-where's the water?
When Nietzsche thinks of Venice, he thinks of death-when I think of Vegas, I think of zombies, the living dead.
 As a one-day instant tourist (I know both sides because I am both sides) it is clear that the end of Las Vegas  as a city of Vegans (is that a word?) is is upon us.

I am art of the 80%ers-who stay less than 3 days in the place that’s not just visited by tourists, but inhabited by them. Guys like Steve Wynn, put the sin in sincere and the con in confidence. At the end of the day, Vegas has usurped its  own publicity. It produces and exports nothing.

Sin City  has been using the  same business model: blending entertainment and information, exploiting cash bearing adventure-seeking tourists. The three C's crowd-cash, condos and cars-meet the 3C's-- culture, consumption and conferences.

Pain For Sale

The jobs of last resort, the safety net for the middle class- those low-paying always available service jobs  are being filled by liberal arts graduates from UNLV. It  seems in these custodians of "luck", these dogs of kitsch are mood monopolists whose  gaze of contempt, barks

 "Do chips the way you do life---in black. It's mysterious, non committal , like wearing sunglasses. "Black Action"

Read more @ The Demographics Of Overconfidence
This is old wine is in a new bottle. The art of telling stories even when there is no story to tell. Call that the house advantage. Spinning and packaging the shared hallucination of everlasting uncertainty, fueled by the disease of "more", "We" are just one critical mass, and more than that, from their POV, "always here" and "Here comes everybody!"

Don’t mistake motion for progress.If you feel athletic, do you go to a sports bar? So if you feel lucky, why go to a casino?Yet it remains the epitome of the tourist experience, created and re-created in an instant feedback loop of desire and demand.

Vegas I salute you, The 3 Finger Salute-Ctrl+Alt+Del. Money isn't the key to happiness, these QUERTY keys are. Control. Alternate. Delete.


Headlines-Q Balls by choice

Last time I was here celebrating the Chinese New Year in Jan 2011, marveling how my once faddish shaved head  has  become a socially acceptable  hair style. In fact, bald is a hair color in Vegas-sometimes Blue, Man :













In the beginning, there was Michael.Jordan was the poster guy for the perfectly bald man. He made shaving cutting edge.


He took 'the shaved skull' from social outcast to rock star chick magnet status. The follicly challenged started doing the numbers .

Shaved head= Shiny, Smooth and Sexy. You could count on being noticed. Just ask

Me no hair

Is bald beautiful? Perhaps. Is bald a high end haircut? Maybe. One thing for sure,(Listen up Blue Man Group) Bald is a hair color. If you want to make the statement that says, I run my own life. Shave your head and join the Union! Guy Laliberté, founder of  Cirque du Soleil is a card carrying member

Me no hair is a walking, breathing billboard and bullhorn that shouts, "I've got other plans" to the "Have a nice day" retail speak, and the SNL's (Saturday Night Live's) flight attendant "Ba-Bye" sketch.

Be Brave and Shave!

"Getting Kojack-ed" was made popular by 1970's TV star, Telly Savalas. Who loves ya baby? We do---the perfectly bald.

Yul Brynner was the quintessential Fuzzy Wuzzy when it wasn't (very) fuzzy. to "go all the way", back in the day, when Mr Clean, a household brand was the only game in town. Now we have MiliTerry O'Quinn.

We have yet to see a celebrity call a press conference to deny they are wearing a wig (David "Weave" Roth did it on radio). If indeed, there were such a day, Sir Elton John, William Shatner, and my all-time favorite, Burt Reynolds, would have what ---I Love Lucy's Ricky Ricardo--- would say, have some "splaning to do". The Donald's cover up has an honorable mention for all of its dishonesty. Rosie trumped that.

Life is too short for hair. In fact, a BBC survey says men who shave every day have a lesser chance of stroke than those who shave infrequently We are not skinheads, or Chemo patients, but would we shave our head for cancer, research, a cause? You know, get people to sponsor you, and the biggest donor gets the honor of the first cut.


Nowadays, Celebrities,
Politicians, Athletes, and folks just like us are all saying, "Me No Hair".The ten "baldies" you H8 or dig in this world---who are they? Post your comments here at Hotel @nyware. If you need any ideas, check out my jumpcut music video.

We, the "young and the ruthless" who were growing too tall for our hair, started conformin
g to the idea that we could be running our own show; and rebelling against the $2 Billion Dollar hair "restoration" industry of plugs, rugs and drugs.

The tragedy really was not in something that was, but in something that wasn't. Drinking the kool-aid of late-night infomercials that going "hair-free" cost too much was bunk. The fear merchants put the con back in confidence with "Wayne's World"-style public access shows and 1-800 numbers.

They tried to make us afraid, and take away the "pain", the pain of once parted hair that now was de-parting, cutting "itself". As if it was happening to us, and keeping us separated from looking good. It was just exchanging an I for an I, and keeping us blind to the fact that hair "loss" is no loss at all, and, more than that, the upside of shaving it all off, is all gains, in street cred and social and spiritual capital.


Then Of Course, there is Dr Evil--

The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery...


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The AmeriCAN Dream is the hidden infrastructure that informs Yankee life. It’s an invisible narrative and nuanced web of beliefs and assumptions based on rational self interest in your limited circles of influence.  
Cowboy French Fries

That means even travel, can be re framed as gaining a sustainable competitive advantage, a private and personal investment.  I'm not  writing a blog post or a updating a FB status- I am monetizing my  connections and building a personal brand. The price is what I pay.The value is what I get. I paid the price for world travel, but the value is not in dollars. It's experiential.

Everyone's life is either a warning or an example, but nothing is so irritating as a good example.The journey without distance from the head to the heart is the  sacred contract—a set of assignments our soul was meant to complete. Everyone must do it and no one can do it for you. You have to take risks or it is not worth it.


The road less traveled is someone else’s path--If there is a path it is someone else's path and you are not on the (your)  adventure.

Risks come from not  always knowing what I am doing. Yet it hasn't cost me my soul, my power, my psyche. I haven't betrayed anything that was in my heart, despite having  not always  managed surfing the wave(s) of life well. Yet when you have more past then future, everything is more intense and I am looking forward to this decade. That's the new equation: 1+1= infinity/


As a romantic , I have a profound  tendency to see what I  want to see rather than what is really there---but there is no there there when you are in this ocean of culture- A fish is the last one to know it is in water. 

The journey, however is the reward, even though the whole time I am on my way I am not  “there”.

What is deeply personal is universal and our stories don’t exist in a vacuum-They are informed by the larger story-The AmeriCAN one. with strict boundaries that we unconsciously learn to live inside. We are big fish in a small cultural pond. 

Sometimes if your ladder  to "success" is on the wrong wall, each step you takes gets you faster to where you do not want to be. Success without fulfillment equals failure.


 The Importance Of Being Ernest Without Having Ever Read Him

All the lies have been washed away by the truth.

My experience has caught up with my imagination to the point where my own Master Story is always wider and deeper than THAT single AmeriCAN narrative, and over the course of time, I have become passionate for  things The Dream wasn’t speaking to and wasn't giving me —couldn't give me. This might be the lesser known " I don't have a dream" speech.

Consequently, I live a wider and deeper spectrum. I first got that hint  when I started speaking French in my 20's: One language one soul,Two languages two souls etc...Then Japanese, Then Spanish Then Swedish...

In December 2012, I Wrote:


"Everything you can imagine is real"  Picasso

 My universe is made of stories, not atoms: land, air and sea travel and the power of now. If I wanted to be a multinational soul, I couldn't do it in cities where I taught English like New York or Los Angeles, Paris or Tokyo alone-I needed to get consecrated by sailing on the oceans. It's a wonderful thing to get rid of everything and everybody and just go some place where you don't know anyone; where, as Melville said,"God's one and only voice is Silence."


Chief Reif and Crazy Horse
I write my own rules for nautical success: continued enthusiasm despite failure after failure. 

Ship Happens-Success without fulfillment=failure

Living on a ship, might be summed up as monotony tinged with hysteria. It's not real life but an alibi. It is like going out of your mind everyday- in order to come to your senses; and a fool who persists in his folly becomes wise.

 After 11 ships, yes ELEVEN, I no longer want to cast doubt on perfection-America. “It’s not about the money” is the lesser known, I don’t have a dream speech. Wasn’t it Steve Jobs who said “Money is life’s report card. I've seen this kind of "success" as a drug of choice.More than that, success without fulfillment, is failure, yet, this kind of failure is going to get your best material.

As An Art Director and World Cruise Coordinator, the experiences at sea turned my can’t into cans and leveraged my dreams into serendipity a thousand unseen helping hands.

 Money isn't the root of all evil, boredom is the root of all evil, a spiritual anorexia- the despairing refusal to be oneself.

The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are, once you let go of the life you have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for you.

Being born in America is like being kidnapped and sold into slavery and the shared hallucination of running on the treadmill of consumption and materialism. It's a mask that eats up the face. It's also like winning the lottery, a currency, and I wanted to spend it well. Yet, we value material, we ignore emotions.

 If I wanted to serve my country, I had to betray it. What was the blue chip idea worth betraying? What was the lie I told myself? The disease of more in a world of plenty where most of the developing world is starving. The lack of simplicity and the yearn for complexity was, and in many ways still is, my blind spot.

The most total opposite of pleasure is not pain but boredom. I was willing to risk pain ( culture shock) to make a boring life interesting and re framing (Home is a feeling not a place) travel as a verb and not a noun. You have to DO it.--- A 1 man National geographic on that everywhere trip. The good, the bad and the ugly American- Why be difficult when you can be impossible--Hell was about to be other people,other cultures, other languages, and the National Anthem of Hell, was Frank Sinatra's "I did it my way".

 I had to make the switch from tourist to traveler, and adapt, otherwise this journey would be Karaoke traveling, a cheap imitation of the best yet to come. Without risk, faith is an impossibility. My "leap of faith" to give up all things material was curiosity..The cure for my ennui and boredom was "Any place but here" and "I want to be surprised everyday".

There's nothing ethical about the work ethic on ships. I got paid in cash, visited nice places, had a hotel room and six all you can eat meals a day! If the passengers were behaving badly, there was always a new group every 7 or 14 days to keep my interest. Now that I didn't need Power Point to explain my job, how much was I worth now that I was no longer in the w2 world of 9 to 5. I was a time millionaire. It was going to be about resourcefulness and not resources.

 Let the Orinoco Flow

There is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing. It is a known fact that when it's rainy or snowy, you have to merely think of an island paradise, and you are transported to that" Happy Place". A day-dream is as rich and real as anything on Earth. Picasso was right. All you can dream about can become real. I have shoveled snow and now I am shoveling sunshine. i always wanted to be in warm places in winter, and now All I want for Christmas is a sun tan.

Sail Away... from the North to the South, Ebudæ into Khartoum, from the deep sea of Clouds to the island of the moon, carry me on the waves to the lands I've never been, carry me on the waves to the lands I've never seen.



“Long, long journey through the darkness Long, long way to go But what are miles across the ocean To the heart that's coming home?” ― Enya

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Sustained Obsession



When you lived so little you tend to imagine you’re not going to die. But wasting your time concentrating on death is like watching  a comedy  and thinking only about the credits that are going to roll at the end. It’s a mistake of emphasis.

 I like entering THAT  magic field called “Eureka”  enjoying the sweet lightness of being when  you are the universe. My attitude creates my altitude  and that makes me longitude my gratitude. Let me 'splan: Longitude spans all seven continents and so have I. Energy flow where attention goes. Sometimes, I get an incredible ROI, return on investment by being in the right place at the right time doing the right thing. I embarked on an unplanned trip and became:

Read More @ The Accidental Sailor



Beauty is Unity in Variety


When I rowed on the Charles River (1980), the  state of flow was often triggered.  It's that place where action and awareness merge, and you feel a tremendous amount of self control and focus.  What is even more amazing is the total lack of emotion(s) in this spaciousness You can't create experiences like this, you undergo them.  


The Secret is about results, flow is about process rather than achievement. The ends  justify the means is about the outcome. Flow  is means without ends-the joy is simply doing it, but doing it optimally is, nonetheless  the consequence.


Travels Chemical Romance- DOPE-amine

20,ooo Leagues Into My Brain, the 3lb Universe  and The Travel Molecule

Flow  is a lose of self but  Peak experience(s)  leave me with a sense of self.  My brain makes me travel. Even thinking about leaving a port of call for some imagiNATION generates a roller coaster ride of  flight and fantasy ---a flood of dopamine that signals to my body that something good has or is about to happen.


Dopamine is a swiss army knife that does a lot of jobs, but the thing Mr. Science notices most is that it regulates reward. When I travel to some far away place, it's a dopamine spike that's responsible for the thrill that follows.  Drugs, legal and illegal-mimic the actions of dopamine in the brain. Dopamine is a chemical which makes us feel elated; crystal meth is so addictive because it releases dopamine. More than that, The brain images of drug addicts who are about to take another hit are indistinguishable from those of  sailors who are at sea (I am making this up).


Peak Experiences  provide water/landmarks of positive experiences that  I can recall and savor throughout the rest of my life or as I have come to know it-the stopover between being and oblivion,  that blissful repose of nothingness. 

Mysticism and Exaggeration  ---"Holy Cow!" hyperbole go together 

PE's  are those moments, gone in 60 seconds to  a few minutes, where I feel my  highest levels of happiness, synchronicity and  promise.  It's real magic where my consciousness becomes storyteller. The teachable moment being: PE's  insinuate  the recognition that my own powers are far greater than I  imagined them to ever be.

I have had so many of these  PE's  while sailing. It's no stretch---Nature has a way of showing up and producing wonder, awe, or ecstasy. 

Last Summer, for instance, in the Pacific Northwest. Peak Experiences are  another way to describe the joy and elation that visit(ed) my life.  

 Read More @Alaska-The Great Land-Action Plan

Cash Flow-85 percent confusion and 15 percent commission


Shipwrecked- But I'm singing in the life boat


It's easy to meet expenses. Everywhere I go, there they are. Now that I am on land, Money is like my sixth sense – and, unfortunately I can’t make use of the other five without it. 

The invention of the ship was also the invention of the shipwreck- Anytime I  lives within my  means  I suffer from a lack of imagination. 


The biggest addiction of them all is not drugs alcohol or caffeine. The biggest addiction is a monthly reoccurring salary. I wish I had that addiction right now, but I'm in  financial rehab- Eating what I kill on 100% commission. Sure it tastes better but this kind of money is an event not a habit.  I have a dream with a deadline: It's called a goal.

I find myself wanting everything, it is because I am  dangerously close to wanting nothing.



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Fear is for folks who don’t get out much


Instant Gratification Takes To Long
After spending 8 months a year for the last 10 years living out of a suitcase, it is easy to reflect on the value of thoughtful travel. I call it "Taking Yourself With You". There is no such thing as work-life-vacation balance. Everything worth fighting for unbalances your life. One rarely falls in love with people without being equally attracted to what is interestingly wrong with them.

Travel, at its best is creative destruction. In the wisdom of the moment,the power of new  language, food and culture and people are not problems to be solved but mysteries to be lived.

The whole exercise has to be reconciliation.Lowering, removing or shattering the walls of misunderstanding which unduly separate we human beings, one from another. It's not so much about being understood as understanding.

The Hunt For Happy- is the longing for repetition.

The difference between hope and despair is a different way of telling  our stories from the same facts.  Pleasure is not happiness but the  joy I have extracted  from trips depends  more on the mindset I travel with  than on the destination I  travel to.  I don 't want to tell anyone where they ought to travel, but only how and why.

My dream-I haven’t been everywhere, but it is on my list, reveals  I  never quite get 'over' this travel-thing : it's all still in there somewhere. You have to be like someone to envy them- when you can't relate to somebody, you can’t 't envy them. Not too many people are doing what I’m doing. There is a randomness of #winning and losing, not any justice to it or divine right..

People make my experience vital-That's the mark of a good trip.  I never heard a travel agent ask us what we hope to change about our lives rather than simply where we want to go.

Instead of bringing back 3000 refrigerator magnets, I  return from my trips  with a collection of small but life-enhancing/ extending thoughts.
Empathy and Sympathy-A Big Distinction

For instance, Empathy: I see someone zoom past me in a tricked out  Lotus   today—He  is  not  greedy or flashy  but  “incredibly vulnerable and in need of love”  I know because I drove one in Monaco. I was that guy.

At home we don't usually encounter our true and best  selves. 
The Things You Own End Up Owning You---but beds last longer than marriages

For instance, Sympathy: I see bitterness, the silent disease (mostly) of  domestic relationships take its toll---the habits and confinement of the ordinary, commuter  world where, once home, the furniture insists that we cannot change because it doesn't and debt keeps us tethered  and stuck to the mundane and profound.I feel that pain, and have an infinite(compassionate) smile for anyone who is grinding it out  because I embrace(d) that ennui  and burn(ed) it as fuel for my travels.  That  resignation is  like a spot on your shirt that never comes out-So Don't  just change your mind, change your shirt.

Rule of thumb is if I am not  embarrassed enough  by who I was and what I did  last year, I  probably not learning enough!
Some Nostalgia- Pedaling Thoughts

The Greek word for "return" is nostos. Algos means "suffering." So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.



In Copenhagen, I went for a bike ride in the center  of the city. …In one street lined with uniform apartment buildings, I stopped by a yellow building  and felt an intense longing to spend the rest of my life there.

Yet, it seems I may best be able to inhabit a place where I am not  faced with the additional challenge of having to be there all the time.

Born in NY, Neurons that wire together fire together. Considering how much inner  "nomad" is in each of us, in adulthood I gave myself permission to  LEAVE ASAP, and  imaginatively re-create(d) my  ID  in line with my  true allegiances of  a place noted for second chances, Venice Beach, California.

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MY LIFE, BASED ON A TRUE STORY is downright paranormal. How the hell did I get here? Whatever talent I possess(ed)  is on loan from some deity, some unimaginable source and force for some exquisite portion of  time, to be passed on when I am finished.

The most extraordinary aspects of my being didn't come from me. The spark(s) of epiphanies that I occasionally get are less about being a genius  and more about having a genie---Making  Wishes. Showing Up. Being T/Here.Fear is for folks who don't get out very much. Outdoors Is In!



"When you define me, you negate me'--so  let me tell my own idiosyncratic story. My autobiography gives dignity and meaning to me and the YOUniverse.
Life's Change Agent
When  I started  blogging about  my  own experiences at sea, and the blessings and  gifts of this unique life style, I  started to answer the question-What is the meaning of life? I Got One! Find What You Love And Let It Kill You. And you will be born again, in  a planet of  'new' inexperience(s). I'm not a renaissance man. I'm a Renaissance, man!

Don’t ask me to swallow the ocean.  I didn't do anything on my own--Serendipity and meaningful coincidences used to warp and distort my digital narcissism  into believing I had  everything to do with whatever was going on in my life, Yet one of the most  painful reconciliations  I had to  make after that sort of thinking is when reversals take place and  “the future just ain’t what it used to be”.  More than that, you can never plan the future by the past.

It’s hard to get back to back championships."The Sky's The Limit" vibe  is, paradoxically, problematic, in that it causes us to believe we can (and should) perpetually be succeeding more than we actually are, even if that hope is flatly unrealistic. Still it is in the AmeriCAN cultural DNA to be restless,and want to leave.

Those Who Do Not Move, Do Not Notice Their Chains

The ethos of mobility and individualism started when I become an idiot (a Greek word originally meaning non-citizen), not buying into the shared hallucination of mediocrity. You relax and lower your standards and question everything. You are no longer separate, isolated or alone. You are just like everyone else. The clock had  struck 13. What is deeply personal becomes  universal---this is the real internet and network---the collective unconsciousness.

15 lbs Lighter than last year!
Telling our own story is not something that we are  taught how to do. There  is a course called Life 101. The Earth school of hard knocks.Tuition is free, paid for with bad planning. Success is continued enthusiasm despite failure after failure; and nothing fails like excess.

Houston ,We have a Bunny!
The Earth school kills all of its students--It only ends once, everything else is just progress. Hopefully, you do things that get you out of your “jumping jack” default state of being-shopping and buying, and you go to the edges and profoundly  do your human homework.

The Invention Of The Ship Was Also The Invention Of The Shipwreck.

The word “blessing” actually comes from the French blessure, which means “wound.” So, a blessing always has that other side to it, My cruising obsession (this invisible wound) is like a private religion. It’s where the bulk of my spirit is actually invested. Yet I have been divinely compensated.The wisdom of this excess is that We die to the present tense
and are born again in future perfect the heroes of our own lives.Yet there is always the nostalgia, the homesickness for the West Coast:

From July 2011, my last visit:

 People's Republic of Santa Monica-The Left Coast




What am I on? My bike. 

All Good PPL(Your Move)
Monkeying around -
Homage to the Lord of the Rings
His Holiness the Dalai Lama of Integration-
Pulling a rabbit out of his hat again.
I biked past Chess Park, where (Pre-September 11th), my buddy Bicycle Pete PBUH who lived in his  van, frequented, along with  the Old  Radicals- John Demjanjuk look-alike- "Swiss" Pierre, the kindly Grandfather with that Nazi past, who sat all day under his rainbow umbrella giving chess "lessons" for a $1 a game;

Hired Gun for the RAND corporation Irwin, who was busy living happily ever after; Grandmaster of The Caro Cann Defense- e4 c6-Mark Rosenberg, who had no visible means of support, and was the self-proclaimed King of Chess Park, a Barney Fife public safety officer with his  trademark straw hat and bright Hawaiian shirts, who got The Urinator-one of the "houseless"  ticketed for trespassing and publicly peeing at the park on more than one occasion.

In fact Mark  value-added on the current design of Chess Park(see phto on left) ; and Persian  Architect Isaac the "Lord of The Rings". I took a victory lap for the Shah of L.A.(see above right).  


All of these guys-as shallow and pedantic we may have been ---used to pontificate about ...renaming Santa Monica Ho Chi Minh City,' and complain and kibitz about— the conservatives, the landlords, the developers, the busy  people.

 Life Guard and Pope Of Greenwich Village with his  SP50 Zinc oxide sunscreen on his recently basel cell scrapped  nose-Dave, settled on The Peoples Republic of... Yes, it had  an-all-you-can-eat Smörgåsbord of Big Sur, NY Soho  and Beverly Hills-by-the-sea, run by the Green Party  and new age ethos Woodstock Generation ( ultra-wealthy aging hippies, environmentalists and socialists) all wrapped up in one.

 There's a little more status and a lot more quo these days--and  all the Old Radicals are nowhere to be seen. 3 days ago, actor Donald Sutherland hit a bicyclist. I wonder if it was Pete?

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The tour lengths get shorter-14 Daze Panama Canal Crossing is done. California  was created to
 provide a place for boats to visit.
Out of sight of land the sailor feels safe.

"Some years ago - never mind how long precisely - having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. " Herman Melville

I can relate to that quote-Hospitality jobs are a safety net for the "middle classes"; jobs of last resort when the w2 salaried gigs are unavailable. Since they are so  low paying, people quit and there is high turn over.  I simply wanted to travel around the world.

I wrote:
Call it faith!  A passion for the possible. I am full of it, and shooting from the hip that is to say,   as I stated, having an adventure is something more but nothing less than bad planning.  When I cold-called for my first ship job, and got it after a 12 minute elevator pitch, I began to trust myself, and my elevator pitch, and only when you trust yourself can you truly begin to live it up.

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On a cruise ship, you have this malignant optimism.Optimism is the opium of the passenger. There is no doubt about it, the exhilarating state of mind that travel can evoke, when everything seems suddenly fresh, vivid, intensely interesting, and memorable-Things have a way of seeming emphasized and  underlined.

The speed of trust---trusting in advance what can only makes sense in reverse

October 2011, I wrote:

 San Pedro-Hotel California


Normally, you need three things to travel-Time, Money and Opportunity. It's the way of the cynic who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing
Welcome to the Hotel @nyware, located on Blogger, at the corner of Facebook and Twitter, right across from YouTuband Picasa ¨You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave.

It has never been about resources. You see, I am the Bobby Fisher of resourcefulness, the Cosmo Kramer of planning , the Curious George of predictable unpredictability. >note to self< Rock on man with the yellow hat, rock on.


No matter how low the budget bar gets, I always manage to limbo my way under it. If you think about it, I am the Wilt Chamberlain of shoe-string  travel. I'm putting up numbers so unthinkable that normals will never, ever reach them.-300 ports in 365 days.

Why Be A Man When You Can Be A Success?
As the Morgan Freeman of travel writers , if you will. Everyone recognizes me but I never gain any due recognition., Hotel @nyware hasn't exactly  been the Edgar Allen Poe of knock-outs, the Emily Dickinson of ground n pound, the Robert Frost of ass-kicking.

It's just me, born with a Ph.D. in throwing junk up against the wall, and seeing what will stick.Looking back, it's been the Colonel Kurtz of experiences. I've gone native and insane so many times, but in a Lance Armstrong Barbara Bush sort of way. Sometimes I am the census taker, sometimes, the cannibal psychiatrist.


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Putting the He in Hero, all action/adventure films have the same moral: Perseverance pays. Of all the things I am not very content at doing,living on land is the most outstanding. I was an armchair sea dog dreaming of going places, now, a  traveling sea dog dreaming of staying put.
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Leaving a ritual and habit of ordinary living,  I embarked  on an unplanned trip and become an accidental sailor. You can teach an old DOGma new tricks.

For reasons of necessity rather than a sense of innate wanderlust, I am at sea because it gives  me something to do and a place to be. Magnetized and full of charisma, I always managed to stay on course, without realizing it.


20,000 Leagues Into My Brain



I'm beginning to think that maybe it's not just how much I love being at sea. Maybe what matters is who I am when I’m  doing it. I’m my best self.   Character is doing what’s right when no one is looking. All of ones problems come from the inability to spend time quietly alone in ones "room".

As much as I detest   the travel (sometimes) —I love the writing and the introspection—the virtuous delights of organizing a disorganized country, itinerary or culture, and comparing it to my state of mind at that moment , stripping away the inessential and the second-rate, classifying all that remains in neat, terse blog posts, building a solid foundation with the bricks that these ports of call and at sea have thrown at me.

The winds of grace always blow for us  but you have to raise your sails and just go. 
Any port in a storm won't do. You need to be content with the weather of  the day-to-day-The whole secret  is to have NO FEAR. Never fear what will become of you, depend on no one. Written on the gates of hell is abandon all hope" Written in the heart and mind of a Buddha " reject all help"  Only then  are you freed.

 Sure living at sea is hours of boredom tinged with moments of hysteria- sometimes the waters are so rough you get sea sick, but I never found these as excuses to remain ashore…and it’s lonely at times, but I call that solitude. Freedom is not free but it is not for sale and can't be purchased in a 7 day cruise. Sure it's fun- all the food and drink and music and noise; but pleasure is not  happiness. Happiness is balance and following your bliss, and connecting with the divine. The  sea is the place I house  my soul and access my higher self.