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Jay's Book of Days :: Stuff I Like

Book of Days


Hi. I’m J.


I created a blogging system, and I’m going to use it myself. Stuff I like. If you’ve stumbled in, hope you like it too.


My Blogs

Anger was making my life unmanageable. 

I turned to the 12 Steps for help, and got it.

I have also found another tool that helps me:

Writing, in longhand, every morning,  3 pages. 3 pages of anything that springs to mind.

Morning Pages | Julia Cameron Live

Nice Day for a Sad Poem

Pablo Neruda

Saddest Poem

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

 Write, for instance: “The night is full of stars,
 and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance.”

 The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

 I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
 I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

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Autumn in Weaverville


Seen on my morning walk.


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Don Fagen

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A prayer in his wallet

David Carr Before

Now he’s the “new media” editor of the New York Times.

He used to be a “functioning addict.”

This inteview with David Carr is interesting in a lot of ways. 

David Carr: The News Diet Of A Media Omnivore : NPR
David Carr, who writes the Media Equation column for The New York Times, says that despite cuts, the future of journalism has never looked brighter. "I look at my backpack that is sitting here and it contains more journalistic firepower than the entire newsroom that I walked into 30-40 years ago," he says.
David Carr, After

“I put my addiction on my resume.”

He’s interesting and smart, but also he’s honest.

He talks about being forthright with this employer, the NY Times, at about minute 24:30




The prayer.

Around minute 31:20, he begins to talk about this prayer, and how he says it even though he feels hypocritical doing so. A man after my own heart. 

God, I offer myself to Thee-to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self, that I may better do Thy will. Take away my difficulties, that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy Power, Thy Love, and Thy Way of life. May I do Thy will always!”

He says he thinks the prayer comes from Saint Francis, but actually it’s from the “Big Book,” and was probably written by Bill W.

“If you cannot pray sincerely, offer your dry, hypocritical, agnostic prayer;
for God in His mercy accepts bad coin.” ó Rumi


Take My Life


Do you know this quote?

Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood God”

In my puny, inadequate, hypocritical way, I have joined with those who made that decision.  You don’t need to be an alcoholic or a drug addict to appreciate the wisdom of the 12 steps. The steps provide a good model for facing any problem that makes one’s life unmanageable. Surrender and transformation: these ofent come in handy. 


The great challenge of surrender

Surrender is a battlefield. Don’t let anybody tell you different. 

 I take the third step every day. I need to take the third step every day. Every day. Every day. 

 ”Take my will and make it Thine, It shall be no longer mine.”


This old hymn has been on my mind today. 


Meher Baba said “Everything in the Gita is expressed in these few lines by a Western Mystic.”


Take my life and let it be
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David Wilcox’s Occupy Anthem


The Occupy movement does have a message, it seems to me: 

Do Something. 

Our will and hope and treasure ó Taken by fraud and coercion. And they will go on taking until we stop them. Until we take back from them what they have stolen from us.


Do something. 

Change your mind. TP the White House. Grope John Boehner in the silent halls of Congress.

Maybe write a song. That’s what David did. 


David’s song: 

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Do you know David? 

David Wilcox is a singer, songwriter, and astonishing guitarist with a big heart and a goofy laugh. He writes songs so poignant they will make you weep. Also ones that just are fun. He’s a guitarist’s guitarist, and a ridiculously hard-working creative force.


We became friends before I knew he was famous. It’s still strange to me to be buddies with a guy who has groupies. You can check out his website and music here


Roller Derby on Wikipedia


Gosh I do love roller derby.

One of the best things about moving to Asheville was discovering the Blue Ridge Rollergirls. Women’s flat track roller derby is the sport of the future, here today. 


If you haven’t yet seen a bout, make it a priority. If you have, I know you’re looking forward to the next one. (In Asheville, that happens on 19 November.)


Making lemonade. 

When the going gets tough, the tough write Wikipedia articles. I’ve had the pleasure of rewriting the Wikipedia article on Roller Derby. I’ve also learned a lot more about this interesting sport, and met some fine editors that like the sport as much as me. 

Roller derby - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Now I am sober...


Nobody knows Love like Rumi.

This poem really spoke to me today.



In my hallucination
I saw my beloved’s flower garden
In my vertigo, in my dizziness
In my drunken haze
Whirling and dancing like a spinning wheel

I saw myself as the source of existence
I was there in the beginning
And I was the spirit of love


Now I am sober

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Update: How disturbing...

Madonna got here first...and it just goes to show you

There is nothing so pure that can’t be sullied by an overwrought video and ambient music.


If you’re a glutton for punishment, click the Read More link below, and watch her video.

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All I do is dream of you

You’re every thought. You’re everything. 

A wonderful song perfected.

Chico at he 88s. If youve’never seen this, you’re in for a treat. If you have seen it, I know you’ll want to see it again. 



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Morning Pages


For some people, this simple practice is transformative. 

It certainly was for me. 

My daughter made me promise to write morning pages, and I have done so every day for nearly two years.

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Spend some quality time with your Higher Power.

The stream of consciousness monologue? In time you find out: it’s a dialogue. 


The Center

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For me, the Center is the center of the earth:

The hub of the wheel; the still point. The Center is the place where for at least a little while, the craziness fades away, and what remains is peace.  


For the Jews of my work-in-progress (2nd cenury BCE) the Center was the Temple in Jerusalem

As the navel is set in the centre of the human body,
so is the land of Israel the navel of the world... 
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“They don’t know where the center of the earth is.”

Said by Old Lodge Skins in Thomas Berger’s Little Big Man. He’s trying to understand what makes the white man crazy.


Dance Mix for Your Next Angst Party

Nuzrat Fateh Ali Khan

Take my life!

The ghazal is a mystic poem of despair,, a plea from the Lover to the Beloved, expressed in sensous romantic terms. They’re a big part of Persian-based Chisti Sufism. I sincerely hope you never feel so bad.


The Lover meets his Beloved and instantly loses his heart. She entices and seduces him, but then withdraws, leaving the Lover in dsepair.

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Nothing says angst like a ghazal

And no one sings a ghazal better than Nuzrat Fateh Ali Khan. When Mell Gibson  movies start to heap on the torture and despair, suddenly the soundtrack turns to the Voice of Pain himself. 


Best part is that his albums always list the performers as “Nuzrat Fateh Ali Khan and Party”... as if he gets together with his buddies on a Saturday night to wallow in despair.. 


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The I Ching: meditating on change.

When I face dilemmas, I will often consult the I Ching.

Trying to get a sense of how my intent accords with the changing flow of the Universe. 

You might enjoy trying this yourself. 



I Ching Online - the Online Book of Changes

There are lots of online I Ching sites. Most suck. But I like this site because the interface is easy (”Throw coins virtually”) to ge an instant reading, because the readings are updated and non-cryptic, and because each reading links to the extremely murky Wilhelm translation. 


Also this is the only site that understands the precedence of the changing lines in a reading (I’ll discuss that in a second.) The site also retains your readings in the browser history.



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What to ask?

After a few tries you’ll probably find that the type of question the I Ching answers best is something like “How does this notion/idea/plan of mine accord with the will of Heaven?” You’re not going to get a helpful answer to “Should I wear the paisley tie or the purple ascot to the party?” But if you ask something like: “Is it a good idea to buy that 1967 Jaguar XKE from my brother-in-law?” the answer the oracle gives may appear very relevant indeed. 


Carl Jung and the I Ching.

I’m a big fan of the I Ching, because like Carl Jung, I’m kooky and smart. 

 I first read Jung’s essay on the I Ching in high school, about 200 years ago. In it, he first introduced his concept of Synchronicity. The essay was the introduction to the translation of the I Ching by Richard Wilhelm. He called it the Book of Changes. You can find the full text here

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Carl Jung


“You call this healing?”



(my wonderful one) just sent me a strange email.


You call this healing?

First you tell me not to look back, then
you make me cry my heart out.
What kind of therapy is this?


It sounds like a ghazal to me, but she says it’s the caption of a Doktor Insekt cartoon. 

I’m getting all Tim Gunn-y. 


Love is coming to us all


When I woke up this morning, this lyric was in my head and wouldn’t leave:

“Now witness the quickness with which we carry on...”

I looked up the lyrics and rediscovered a song I’d not thought of in years that completely reflected my morning thoughts and mood.


Click to listen ó I forgot how great it was. First song on the album, if I remember right.


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Carry On

One morning I woke up and I knew

You were really gone
A new day, a new way, and new
eyes to see the dawn
Go your way, I’ll go mine and
Carry on

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If you are reading this, you are a Bot


Yesterday I had 49 page views of this site.

48 of them were done by Bots.

My site is crawled by Google, Yahoo, Baidu (the Chinese version of Google), and bots from Bulgaria, and Romania. Those last two are probably looking for security holes on the server. 


To the one Real Person from Encinitas California who looked in yesterday: Thanks for making my day. 


Bacon Popcorn


That’s right. Bacon. Popcorn. Bacon popcorn. 



Easy to make. Hard to resist.

Also: pretty much impossible to unclog your arteries afterwards. 


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Cucumbers came scrolloping across the grass


“Here’s a quarter. Phone your mother. Tell her you will never be a writer.”

She was beautiful, and funny, and crazy, and she wrote like a dream.

If I could write, I’d write like this:

From Orlando by Virginia Woolf


But what was worse, damp now began to make its way into every house ódamp, which is the most insidious of all enemies, for while the sun can be shut out by blinds, and the frost roasted by a hot fire, damp steals in while we sleep; damp is silent, imperceptible, ubiquitous.


Damp swells the wood, furs the kettle, rusts the iron, rots the stone. So gradual is the process, that it is not until we pick up some chest of drawers, or coal scuttle, and the whole thing drops to pieces in our hands, that we suspect even that the disease is at work.

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Let me hear you lie just a little


Darling, I know I’m just

Another head on your pillow
If only just tonight, girl
Let me hear you lie just a little


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Why did I think the Doobie Brothers were a pathetic excuse for a band?

 The audacity ó a pop song without a single rhyme!

The complexity of the lyrics, and the total unexpected twists of the tune. Nobody sells this crap better than Michael McDonald.  “...You say comfort me to anyone who approaches...” Tell me that isn’t fun.




I do love Yacht Rock. Hope you do too.

Did you know that Don Fagen’s elegant and sophisticated Ruby is a remix of Dion Dimucci’s trashcan doowop song Ruby?

If you did not know this, it’s because you are not an old fart from New Jersey.

Have a listen.


How to share links on Facebook without visiting Facebook



You don’t need to be on Facebook to post links to Facebook.


Don’t you know this? 

I thought everybody knew this.

Here’s how it’s done: Visit


This Page


The graphic explains it all — you drag a bookmarklet to your browser bookmark bar.


Now you’re all set to share links without opening facebook.  

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Be gentle


‘ mother told me:  ”In this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant.” Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant.You may quote me.’


Today, something gentle, I think.

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They use this song in lots of movies.  It’s perfect. 

It’s a Classic Ink Spots song...the walking guitar intro, the tinkling piano, the humming, the falsetto lead, the Barry White monologue. All their songs sound exactly alike. Perfect. I recommend pleasnt. You may quote me.


If I Didn’t Care

If I didn’t care more than words can say
If I didn’t care would I feel this way?

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Real happiness lies in making others happy


When I admitted that my life was unmanageable, I turned my will and my life over to God’s care.

I have been a follower of Meher Baba for many years, but when it came right down to it, I thought I could do a better job caring for myself than God could.


This was an error of judgment.


I dedicate this blog, and anything else he may want, to Meher Baba.

Here are some words of Meher Baba’s that I like:

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