Friday Fives – quit yer job


If you could quit your job and pursue your hobby full-time with financial security, what hobby would you pursue?

Writing.  I enjoy all writing.  Obviously, I prefer the kind of writing where I can inject my opinions, perspective, and humor.  However, I think I would even enjoy mindless drivel like writing for People magazine.  I mean, as a full time job?  Yeah, writing is great.  I do it anyway… why not get paid?

If you enjoy my writing, and I truly hope you do… here is some more.  There is this site we are on right now, of course –  I also have a site that is just my music writing.  Quite pleased with myself, that url is Maybe I am  Get it?  On social and popular culture issues, I pretty much am confident that I am Correct.  Music, though, is subjective… so why be a dick about it?  I also used to write for Blogcritics, and have done a good little bit writing for various guitar magazines.

Oh, there is also my newest endeavor – Remember the 27.  This is a website specifically dedicated to looking at the phenom of rock stars dying at 27.  I assume you have heard of it… a freaky disproportionate amount of rock stars die at age 27.  It goes back to the 60s, with Brian Jones, PigPen, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Shannon Hoon, Bradley Nowell, Kurt Cobain, Amy Winehouse… and on and on.  Oh… how about this, the original 27 club member – bluesman extraordinare >   Robert Johnson

What’s a hobby others have taken up that just baffles you?

Golf.  I am neither for it, nor against it.  I just don’t get it.

What was your’s father’s hobby? Is it relevant now?

Running.  No.  In fact, one of my favorite HST books (and the last long form book he ever wrote) is about running.  At the time, 1980, it was a hip new odd trend.  So… Rolling Stone sent Hunter to Hawaii too look at this phenomenon.  Side note – this very book is where I took my pen name, Lono, from.

What is your mother’s hobby? Is it relevant now?

tennis.  Yeah, still being played.  That sport is not lost on me, I think it’s terrific.  In fact, in case you are curious just exactly how incredibly Caucasian I am… when I was young… mom sent me to tennis camp at the nearby country club.  I don’t thinks that was so much to teach me strength and sportsmanship… but just to get me the hell out of the house during summer.   Well played, mother.  Well played.

What do you imagine your favorite superhero or celebrity’s favorite hobby is?  

Eddie Vedder?  I think we can safely assume he spends more time than he cares to admit googling me.



Friday Fives – a very random mix

2. What one sentence would you say during a job interview to completely bomb it?*

Can I bring my friend in?  Someone asked me that once.  Oh, and another kid wore a baseball cap.  Oh… and what about me?  The question was about me.  Well, I interviewed for Avis… or some rental car company.  I don’t even remember who they were, just that they weren’t Hertz.  See, during the interview, I said ‘Hertz’ three different times.  Not comparing them to Hertz… but saying things like “Hertz is a great organization, and I would be a great addition to the team.  Hertz is where I belong.”  It went on like that for sometime.

What is kinda silly and sad is aside from that, I nailed the interview.  I was likable and engaging and charismatic and articulate.  I just kept referencing the wrong company.  That is some freudian shit, there, bubba.

3. When is the worst time to say/think “Eh, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

low on gas driving through New Mexico.  We drive through New Mexico a LOT.  Our fam is in Az, so we have to get through New Mexico to get there.  There are stretches of high desert where there is no people or towns or gas stations for 3 hour stretches.  So, it feels desolate and just waiting for vultures.  On top of that, it is an incredibly poor state.  Just depressing and sad and hot and poor.  So, if we did break down, and there was a person nearby, I fear they would be there to rape and murder us.  Yes, that is my feelings on New Mexico.

On the up side, and to be nicer; if you are traveling at a high rate of speed in a very safe car, through New Mexico, it is a beautiful state.  The geography is just stunning, like everything in the South West.  Just don’t stop, or you will be eaten by a homeless hobo.  Now, is that to say everyone in New Mexico is homeless hobo?  Yeah.  Pretty much.

4. What’s the most useful thing you own that costs under $10?

knives.  I have tons of knives.  At all times, I usually have at least 2 knives on me (keychain and leatherman).  They are just incredibly useful.  Also, this thing.  I think it is for bread, or maybe pie crust… but I use this thing every night when I am cooking.  If you cook at all, do yourself a favor and get one of these things.  It took me a LONG time to google this.  scoopy thing?  bread dough cutter?

5. Who do you think is the best songwriter who’s currently alive?

Paul Simon.  I know this is cheating, I am referencing myself again.  I wrote this for Blogcritics back in 2007.  Now, this is tough because Paul McCartney is still alive.

1. Have you ever met a stranger, who you never saw again, that you still think about on occasion?

yes.  I was at a Grateful Dead show long long ago.  Probably 20 years ago.  I was in quite a state of euphoria, confusion, apprehension.  I was just a bundle of nerves, like most of the other people at the show, it being a Dead show.  Read between the lines here*, people.  Anyhow, I saw this guy about 20 feet away.  It was a big black guy with dreads.  He looked so peaceful and dialed in.  Whatever he took is most definitely not whatever I took.  he exuded peace and serenity.  I so badly wanted to connect with that guy.  Just to get in his head and be in the peaceful space he was in.  He saw this, and somehow picked up on this.  He smiled and walked over.  He put his hand on my shoulder, just in passing.  He seemed to gesture to me with that pat on the shoulder ‘it’s alright man.  don’t worry so much. everything will be fine.  Just breathe and relax, man.’  Anyhow, that was my take away, and it worked.  After that, I was all better.  It was likely all in my head.

Still though, that guy picked up on my need for a connection and granted it.  I am super appreciative of that nice stranger at the Dead show.  Probably wouldn’t be tough to track down.  Even though there were 60,000 people there (they only played football stadiums, and sold every one of them out), that guy was likely the only black guy for miles.

Lono for Senate

America, I have been inspired. My arch rival Roy suggested that I run for senator for Colorado, now that the wonderful Mr Nighthorse Campbell has stepped aside. My qualifications? None. Are you tired of politics as usual in Washington? Are you tired of back office shenanigans? Are you tired of sweetheart deals that screw the taxpayer? Are you tired of your congressman nailing interns on your dollar? I am sure am, America.

What Colorado needs is a true outsider. I assure you my friends, ‘slick’ is not the adjective people use to describe me. Charismatic, resourceful, ambitious… these are words not often bandied about in my autobiography! What Colorado needs is someone with a fresh perspective. Somebody who can stand up to the lobbyists. Better still, someone who can stand up to the constituents! You want someone who can stand up to big tobacco?  How about big Legal?  I am beholden to no one.  I owe nobody nothing.  I could help you, but I won’t.  I am not about favors, I am about public service.

I am that man, and I have a new campaign slogan that I crafted myself recently, and I would like to know what you think. It speaks to my fresh ‘outsider’ status.

Lono for Senate, he’s never helped anybody