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Traci Lords, Star of Bandit's Silver Angel | Monroe, NC | 1994

Bandit's Silver Angel

MCHL WGGNS August 18, 2018

The year was 1993. I was holed up in a roadside hotel called the Hilltop Inn. This was in Monroe, NC. I was working as an assistant accountant on four back-to-back TV movies based on the film Smokey and the Bandit directed by Hal Needham. Hal was also directing the spin-offs and his hotel room was right next to mine. We got to know each other. I worked long hours, six days a week. Our accounting staff consisted of three people. My only free day was Sunday so I would drive my rental car to a sports bar in Charlotte to watch the Steelers. Monroe introduced me to the art of stunts, the cicada and minor league hockey. My sweetheart at the time was Penny. She was working in LA while I was in NC. Thinking about her kept me company. While researching this memory and going through my Bandit archives I found this headshot of Traci which basically explains everything else.

Bye.





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Tags Accounting, Nonfiction, Steelers

An Offering | Lynchburg, VA | 2018

An Offering

MCHL WGGNS August 5, 2018

So I've been working on this video project for the last two months. It's called Perpetual Tea, or, Preparing Our Minds for Anything. It will debut in the Asian Fusion show at the Bower Center for the Arts in Bedford, VA on August 21st and it will run through September 22nd. The installation is an offering of fifteen 1-minute meditation videos displayed in a tatami room. A zafu and zabuton cushion will be available for the viewer to sit and experience the tableau. I've been practicing yoga and meditation since 1986. Crazy.

Here is a sneak peek of the offering.





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Tags Art, Exhibitions, Faith, Meditation, Nonfiction, Video, Virginia, Yoga

Beginner’s Mind | Lynchburg, VA | 2018

Beginner's Mind

MCHL WGGNS July 19, 2018

64 ounces of fresh pack. There was a time in my life when I thought a jalapeño was hot. Perhaps I was a bit more sensitive back in the day. Thanks to growing up in Los Angeles and New York City, I've seen a fair dose of heat. I'm simply used to being confronted in this manner. In fact, I can't remember the last time my senses were shocked. But I'm not a full-on tough guy. This doesn't appeal to me. Being a tough guy. Talking trash. Nah. Because the habanero. The habanero has my ass.

I whimper to that tempting fruit; humbled by its chemistry.





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Tags Food, Los Angeles, Nonfiction, NYC, Virginia
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