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Bruce Sterling speaks on the state of '08.

BassPear — Fri, 04 Jan 2008 00:26:47 GMT

My favorite cyberpunk author and thinker speaks. Check it out. http://www.well.com/conf/inkwell.vue/topics/317/Bruce-Sterling-State-of-the-Worl-page01.html

Help me keep training by donating to help people with AIDS!

BassPear — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 18:41:33 GMT

Basically, this is the deal: I need to raise $1000 more in donations that go to helping people with AIDS in order to continue and complete my marathon training. I'm up to 17 miles on one long run, and 20, this Saturday. Do what you can. It's easy enough by going to this webpage: http://www.aidsmarathon.com/participant.asp?runner=LA-3353&EventCode=LA08 If it's not obvious why you would or wouldn't want to donate, consider this: There are people who are living with AIDS who need more support than they can earn or cover somehow. It's that time of year that we often give what we have to share to show the abundance we have our lives or to share what we have to give. Since we probably can't afford the time to help people with our own time, which is the most valuable thing we posses, imho, another great way is to make a donation to help these people with AIDS. Do what we can do, right? All of your donation goes to AIDS Project LA. So what I'm doing is training to run a marathon. This is not easy! Week before last, I ran 17 miles, one Saturday morning. On Saturday, I'm running 20. If the thought of running 26 miles doesn't make you want to jump up and start running, right now, please, support me by making a donation of $25, 20, 10, $50, $500, whatever it is, know you're helping me get my goal of $1500. I need to raise about a grand more. Give what you can. It's easy enough by going to this webpage: http://www.aidsmarathon.com/participant.asp?runner=LA-3353&EventCode=LA08 I'm greatful to the donations I've received and will receive. That's the spirit! Kalib

Running like mad to raise money to fight AIDS ~ I need your help!

BassPear — Tue, 27 Nov 2007 18:36:30 GMT

Short story I'm training to run a marathon. The purpose is to inspire you to help me raise money to support people with HIV/AIDS in LA. You can message me for a stamped envelop and address info, go to the webpage below, or contact me to arrange an alternative way of making your contribution. All the juicy details are below. EVERY dollar counts! Give what you can! http://www.aidsmarathon.com/participant.asp?runner=LA-3353&EventCode=LA08 For those of you who haven't heard, I have begun training for the Los Angeles Marathon. That means I'll be running 26.2 miles through the streets of Los Angeles on March 2, 2008. I’ve always told myself that I would run a marathon. So when my closest friend said that she was going to train, I decided to give it a whirl. Weeks and weeks later, I’ve run scores and scores of miles, doing my maintenance runs, as well as weekly long runs, most recently the 14-mile, through Griffith Park, Burbank, & Toluca Lake. I would like to personally recognize my inspiration, Kim Jones, for encouraging me and helping me to wake up, early Saturday mornings, for our group runs. My training began on September 8 with a 3 mile run, the weekend after Burning Man. Since then I have slowly increased my distance and will continue to do so over the next 5 months until marathon day. Yesterday I ran about 6 miles. Yeah, 6 miles. At once! It’s not about speed, but completing the marathon, and the training can be fun, too, with a little help from my friends. Accomplishing the goal of running 14 miles, the other week, and getting ever closer to my ultimate goal of running 26.2 miles was hugely rewarding and I couldn't have done it without the support of my running group. By the end of the program, I will have run over 500 miles, not including my weekly maintenance runs. I am doing my training through the National AIDS Marathon Training Program which raises money for the AIDS Project of Los Angeles. Their guidance and instruction has been invaluable to me, which makes it my pleasure to raise funds for an organization that not only trains marathon runners, but also provides some of the leading AIDS services in the Los Angeles region. They provide direct services to more than 10,000 men, women and children living with HIV/AIDS in Los Angeles County: prevention and educational services, food banks, dental care, housing assistance, child care, transportation, mental health counseling, case management, home health care and many other invaluable services to the people of my community. This is why I have made it my personal goal to raise at least $1,500 by December 7 for this cause. I would deeply appreciate any help you can give me reach my goal. You can visit my donor page on the AIDS Marathon website to make a personal donation of any amount (don't worry if you can't donate much, each dollar brings me that much closer to my goal!!) You can go to www.aidsmarathon.com, click on "Sponsor A Runner", Los Angeles, and enter my name (Kalib Kersh) or runner number, which is 3353. You can also try the following link: http://www.aidsmarathon.com/participant.asp?runner=LA-3353&EventCode=LA08 If you are unable to make a donation at this time, I would be so grateful if you could tell anyone you know, or we know, who might like to help me. If you have any fund raising ideas you'd like to offer, I welcome any suggestions!! FOR ALL MY FRIENDS IN LOS ANGELES: If you cannot donate money at this time, but would like to offer your assistance, I will earn $20 for each friend I bring to my weekend runs who is willing to assist with water stations located throughout our several-mile routes. If this is something you are interested in, please email me and let me know. This is definitely the most physically challenging goal I've presented myself with so far in recent years, though I'm sure it's nothing compared to the challenges faced every day by those living with HIV/AIDS. I couldn't think of a better way for you to help me help support the lives of the people facing this challenging syndrome. Thank you so much for helping me with this huge undertaking. When I cross the finish line on March 2, I'll be thinking of you and the countless people whose lives we'll be affecting. Thanks to you for all you do, Kalib #3353

sometimes I forget to dream, but now, I will

BassPear — Tue, 25 Sep 2007 23:46:52 GMT

my dream job would involve - documenting the environment, geologically, biologically, and chemically, and how people interact with it - traveling around the world, talking to people, taking pictures, sound and video recordings, - testifying to government and policy-making, powerful, and influential groups on how we can cultivate biological diversity and health of the planet and people - learn about and disseminate information on technologies that are renewable and promote sustainable practices - learn about and disseminate information on practices, organizationally, culturally, and otherwise, that promote health of people and the planet. - learn about and disseminate information on how businesses can thrive as they help people, become more efficient, and accelerate regeneration of this beautiful planet we call home, as people are empowered to live more fulfilling lives. so there you have it. and, now, so do I.

need yr technical advice: shade structures

BassPear — Mon, 06 Aug 2007 00:45:25 GMT

I am researching shade structure options: what are your thoughts on using 2 posts and a tarp off a vehicle? should I make the posts from pipe or wood? secure to the ground with rebar through the pipe/beam? carport style structures... flat or peak? PVC hangar style... do these hold up? how do you attach tarps to them, reliably? your input is much appreciated... if we could talk on the telephono, that would be grand. write me here or at kalib@energyevolutions.ws

pravda, this saturday... wanna go? 10pm disney music hall

BassPear — Mon, 21 May 2007 20:28:24 GMT

i have an extra ticket lemme know, k

reminder: *** live unconditionally

BassPear — Fri, 04 May 2007 22:28:50 GMT

that's all for now. live unconditionally. sponsored by little things that make you smile.

Stop by and say hello at the Coachella EnergyFACTory

BassPear — Tue, 24 Apr 2007 18:50:51 GMT

I'm helping support the EnergyFACTory at Coachella, this weekend. http://www.coachella.com/interact/EnergyFACTory I'll be demonstrating how easy it is to make biodiesel. Biodiesel is not vegetable oil. It's made from vegetable oil, but works as a fuel in any diesel engine without modification. Yeah, that's right: convert your CAR or your FUEL - you don't have to do both.

a hummingbird sang to me

BassPear — Wed, 11 Apr 2007 16:46:41 GMT

A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting outside eating my brunch and I saw something that I didn't think ever happened... a hummingbird alighted on a branch and just hung out there for several minutes... checking me out like I was checking it out? seemed so. so, this past sunday, I was in san rafael, north of sf, and something happened that truly amazed me... once again, a hummingbird landed near me. and then it began to sing a little hummingbird song. I savored each moment of it's shrill solo. has this ever happened to anyone else, out there? it was an amazing experience and an amazing song. like nothing I've ever heard, but I think all the electronic sounds I've heard over the years have trained my ears well.

original music at http://www.myspace.com/bassPear

BassPear — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 17:48:53 GMT

I know it's evil, but I'm doing it anyways: http://www.myspace.com/bassPear please, add me, if you want, and tell me if you like the music. cheers!

an urgent appeal: vote & vote for alternative energy - Yes on Prop 87

BassPear — Sat, 04 Nov 2006 03:00:56 GMT

I got this in my inbox, the other day. He's basically aventure capitalist who got the Prop 87 (Make Big Oil Pay Their Share of Taxes Proposition) thing started. Prop 87 would provide funds for alternative energy development. And funding is usually one condition needed to make things happen in the wacky world we live in. From: Vinod Khosla British Prime Minister Tony Blair said recently (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/6096084.stm ) that the scientific evidence of global warming was "overwhelming" and its consequences "disastrous". He said two hundred million people could become refugees while endorsing the Stern report that said global warming could shrink the global economy by 20% unless we spend 1% of global GDP now to solve the problem. If you care about this problem as deeply as I do, please support Proposition 87 in California on November 7 and forward this message on to ten (or more) others who might support it too, especially California voters you may know. The oil companies have spent almost $100 million on a mis-information advertising campaign, almost as much in one state as the Presidential candidates spent in 50 states in the 2004 US election! Here is my personal view of the facts. Part VI: The Choice Part V: The benefits of an alternative energy future – more jobs, economic growth, cheaper fuels, cleaner air….. Part IV: The true cost of Oil – Leukemia, Asthma, hostage to oil Part III: How the oil interests buy everything and everybody, including endorsers Part II: The ONLY way gas prices may go down Part I: Why gas prices won’t go up if Prop 87 passes http://khosla.wordpress.com/summaries/ Please reply YES to this message to support environmental issues in the future or sign up . Vinod Khosla Khosla Ventures

did it myself... slipped somewhere... still mastering the art of making the most of each moment

BassPear — Fri, 13 Oct 2006 18:27:40 GMT

I want to put out a postive, polished face to inspire, to attract, to demonstrate, but life isn't just the light, it's also the dark. Somehow, I think I will grow by sharing what isn't working because I hope that by exposing it to the light by sharing, maybe something will shift. Maybe something will shift no matter what I do. I know it's largey persepective, so more than anything else, I see this writing as a journey through my shifting perspectives. Ultimately, there is something unchanging under the shifting perspectives and emotions. So I went to the opera. It was great. All about the Museum of Jurrasic Technology, which is quite a place, so such a ripe object of focus of a performance piece. Very teched out: awesome projections, sound, live cello... but I couldn't get away from myself. All these thoughts kept creeping in from my life. So an experience is the experience. But also colored by our own previous experiences, some of which may seem to have nothing to do with the aesthetic experience at the moment. But there are the personal, social, and other levels of the experience which are inextricably linked to being there and witnessing the performance. I guess what I realize is that it's easier to be distracted with the right person by my side. By myself, I'm aware of each foot step I make. Aware of the distance and relationship between me and the other people standing and waiting for the doors to open. I pick up a program, I flip through it. No one to obviously talk to. I'm the lone ranger in the wings. When I'm in my seat before the show starts, I wait. I'm not the only person by themselves. A gray-haired man reads his paper. I play with the 3D "opera glasses" that the theater has provided. What I'm I putting out there? Later that night, I ran into my friend Erica at a club in St Monica. When I told her how well everything had been going for me (finding a parking place without looking, timing being perfect for leaving work, buying a shade structure for Saturday's laptop lounge I'm hosting, making it to the performance with just enough time to check out the art in the lobby), she explained that that's how things always are for her, and she thinks it's because it's what she "puts out there." Though I am often the one espousing oversimplified wisdom, for some reason, her telling this to me doesn't satisfy me. It's not that simple. It got me thinking, and the atmosphere of the place was such that I started to slip from the crest I had been on. It ended up being quite an expensive evening. And what am I making of it. I got a parking ticket. I had a drink that had too much ice in it. Funny how somehow my way of seeing things shifted. What was it? A feeling changed. Some other feeling than the "I'm gliding around this great experience" came into a more prominent focus. I can trace the change... there were steps. There was plans changing with someone I did hope to meet up with. There were the emotional reactions I had to the "clown clones" as I called them... actually vaudeville clones, and my inability to let go of some of my personal ego stuff and to let loose and dance. Ultimately, I changed my environment, returning home... as I decided that I needed sleep more than I needed to have a less-than-gratifying experience. I fell asleep. I woke up again. There is a subtle relationship with expectations and experience. Making the most of each moment is an art I am yet refining. I'm not exactly a novice, not yet a master. A toast to making the most of each moment. And to allowing each moment to be what it is... without trying to make or do anything.

on doing things by myself

BassPear — Thu, 12 Oct 2006 23:40:56 GMT

so I usually just write on my laptop that I drag with me everywhere. But I'm lightening things up and leaving it at home more. So in the effort to manifest the life I want to live, I realize that I'm going to have to do more things by myself. Tonight, I'm going to an experimental opera at the Redcat performance space underneath Disney Hall in downtown LA. I certainly see that I'm not always going to be the lone ranger hanging in the wings... that's just not interesting enough for me. Though I've been realizing, in conceptual and tangible ways, the benefits of being receptive, am I going to leave it to a given situation for the life I want to materialize? It takes a balance of receptive and active self-expression to bring about the interactions and experiences that I want to see in the world. So that's the message I'm committing here: a balance of receptive and active expression is necessary for life. And here's to a reaffirmation in the importance of going into those places and experiences that I want to have, regardless of whether anyone else wants to join me. Now, that being said... I'd like to make the most of the resources needed to get from point a to point b... and sharing experiences with people is one of my favorite things... it's just that sometimes one has got to start putting the puzzle together by taking the pieces that you've got and finding the edges that match.

seasons change

BassPear — Thu, 12 Oct 2006 16:40:24 GMT

I love the seasons change in socal. Some people complain about there not being seasons in California, or at least, southern, but who really wants or needs a freezing blast of snow and rain to tell you that the seasons are changing? I don't. For some reason, the seasons changing throw me back (and forward, taking the nonlinearity of consciousness into account) to previous times when the weather and how I'm feeling come together to make a new memory of experience. I'm thinking of the few months I lived in Thousand Oaks. The plastic idyllicism that I experienced in those 4 months of the fall of 1991 created a real sense of safety that I've really never appreciated. It was tough, in a way, slowly making friends, knowing that I didn't quite fit into the uber-white upper-middle class bedroom community. My values are, well, different: though I am aware of image and superficiality, always interested in design and fashion, I'm more than meets the eye. And I know that all things have a surface and a depth to them. But it's the smell of unusual perfumes, the look and feel of the morning fog, and the way that I've been waking up -- refreshed, without much of a care in the world, in a relatively new place without the memories of loving and losing love, that seems to be unified with who I am right now; the sum of my experiences in these moments, how I feel from moment to moment and day to day, how those feelings relate to my choices and my actions is who I am right now, and I have to say I love where I am at, right now. I feel supported in a way I've never been before. And the people around me are a part of this, but I am the only one who experiences what I experience, and I see that it is my choices and the manifestation of who I am in a very deep way, that has brought me here. more later... how it is I'm writing this, recent relatioship revelations, and where I've been, where I'm at, what I want and where I am going...

hot spring sprung

BassPear — Tue, 09 May 2006 16:06:01 GMT

I've been wanting to write more, but somehow I just don't end up doing it much. Last night, I got home, took off my shoes, and flopped on the bed. I was awake, reeling from the day's vibrations. Then, in minutes, I was fading out to dreamland. This weekend, I went to the deep creek hot springs. That was excellent. Slept at the top of the trail down to the spring. (the BLM JH4, is it?) This weekend was all about rest. It feels good to have arranged this in my life so that the weekend is just about resting, and not just an extension of the week. Rest is so important. The greasewoods were blooming, fully covered in little soft yellow blossoms, so that the usually green things, even in the middle of the summer, were yellow! I've never seen that, as far as I can remember. And, of course, greasewoods and my grandpa are like that. When he and my grandmother lived in Hesperia, he called his place "Greasewood Acres." Of course, they're more commonly referred to as creosote bushes. They have the smell of the desert rain. And, though there was no rain, some of the places I drove passed through, this weekend, were so dense with the spring desert smells, that it smelled like that. The rain had soaked into the desert. We wondered what would happen if the desert started to get lots of rain, every year. Would it be the desert anymore? Maybe it would become grassland. Huh. I wondered in my own head, what effect that would have on the life there? Over thousands of years, would new species evolve? So, back from the desert, now. But always there. And going again, next weekend.

new day

BassPear — Sun, 12 Mar 2006 22:28:10 GMT

It's been quite awhile, folx. I've been hibernating, you might say. I hibernated for a year, in North Hollywood. Now, it feels like Hicksville. It was a stepping stone and a mighty fine one, while it was home. A year is a decent amount of time to stay a place... and long enough that it was high time to leave. It's been a while. Somehow, 2005 was the year of least dancing. I had to get off on another foot - take that as you will - and taking off for 2006 in the SF Bay area was a good way to do it. Thanks to LuSiD for his hosting and for the opportunity to rock the AM set with some old and new broken beats and bleebs. It's already the 3rd month of the year and where am I going? I was speaking to D about how desert ops have prepared us for everything. To be able to more joyously, openingly, throw ourselves or open ourselves to whatever the right thing is. So along comes this. Along comes that. For me, it has been biodiesel for the last 2 years, homebrewing teaching and getting the Biodiesel Council of California going. Now, other things come along... a lot of changes... it feels pretty good to me. It's already the 3rd month of the year and where am I going? I've been hibernating, but now the groggy bear wants more. Here's something I wrote, yesterday: if I love, what is enough, too little, too much? how much we love is up to me and you, life is a gift, and we are free, to give and receive and, at the best of times, we receive love freely & with joy and give love freely, joyously, completely and without regret. sometimes, I know, I must be strong in my self and my own essence, I must be true to my pursuit, despite the pull and push of others, the tide is strong, but I may be constant who am I, now who have I been... who am I becoming who will I always be --- I've let myself drift, enough that I wonder where I am. Lost and found, that is the way. I'm impressed by my ability to be content, but it reminds me of complacency. I momentarily wonder if I should be concerned. But I have been spreading myself thin, running myself ragged, these past few months. And the measures and tests of another time just don't cut it anymore. I find myself to be more accepting of myself and others. I wonder about times past... moments in the desert, moments with people to whom I ironically feel closer to, now, some time since I've had the opportunity to connect with them in closer physical proximity. The games I play... with language, nix the "I," 'cause I'm only human, right? But I am here, I am the master of my fate, to some extent, at least, and I know better and better what I want and what is possible. Don't settle is perhaps a sentiment I wish to cultivate. Because more is possible. More than I have ever imagined and find myself seeking. But now is the time for some rest, some focus on a few things, a time to contrast the activity of the last few years, scattered, stretched, finnding reason in what now seems unreasonable. And ironically I find myself rationalizing withdrawing from the ways I've spent my energy, trying to give in ways that weren't giving back. I do want to be active, but in new ways. I want to continue to give, but perhaps in different ways. I would like to focus on a few things, that have not been my focus. And though some inclination of mine resists the seemingly conventional, of course, there is no chance that I could conduct the conventional in any way but unconventionally. But here's the thing: that's what I'd like to believe. At what point does the intention get lost in the swirl of conflicting forces and compromise prevails? It's no matter to the will. The unbroken will perseveres. And what I find with myself, at this moment, is having benefitted from a confluence of circumstances, outside my comprehension, that has supported me, encouraged me, taken care of me, despite all of the realities of this world of - it's said ~illusion~, when really, what I see is - truth refining, I am in a uniquely privileged time in my life. I have a place to live, I give and receive love daily. My health is good. I see the horizon of one of the most intellectually stimulating times in my life. I see my basic needs being met and exceeded. I see sucess in the lives of those around me and I also see my continuing to reach out and maintain that vital circle of compassion. I also see myself making more music, djing more, and dancing more. So as I find myself neglecting bioinformatics data, writing all of you and the infinite, it becomes so clear what all before has meant in relationship to this moment: I have been working to make space for you... for music, for art, for love. Thank you always. And when I say "always," I do mean it.

what's a blog

BassPear — Sat, 18 Jun 2005 07:36:17 GMT

well, a blog is a silly thing that has contributed considerably to the information pollution on planet zebwrog, also known as earth (name used by inhabitants of said dustball in one of the dominant liguistic symbol structures).