Back in California, Part 2
From November to January, we were in California. Most of that time was spent in Yucca Valley, house-sitting and working on projects for our pal, Tao Ruspoli. I spent a few weeks working with a friend in Larkspur, CA, and Tiffany took a solo road trip up the coast to pick me up.
In the meantime, our transmission failed, we made friends with Oliver and Cheryl (a miracle working mechanic and his delightful wife and partner), we made a little money, spent it all on a broken heat and air unit at my house in Memphis, TN, attended “The Motherfucker Awards”, had a gentle yet powerful experience with D.M.T., hiked, worked, got sick, played music, recorded podcasts, took a 500 mile journey in a 1953 Greyhound Bus with Tao, and celebrated NYE with new friends!
I think the whole experience is best summed up with a quote from my friend Erik Jacobsen. I was fortunate enough to share Thanksgiving dinner with Erik, his wife Lala, and their close friends (including Ricci Cornell).
When asked to deliver the pre-meal prayer, Erik delivered the following gem, while gesturing casually towards the beautiful spread of food in the kitchen;
“Oh great creator, thanks for all of this shit. Uhhh, we’re lucky people. Let’s eat.”
In lieu of Brushing One’s Teeth!
Pelé is a fan of hikes, so long as there are ample opportunities to find things which we can throw for him. His tiny teeth are getting smaller by the day, thanks to his crazed-need to chew on shit.