The Contents of the Can – Looking at your Trash

The Contents of the Can by Vago Damitio When’s the last time that you actually took a few minutes at what is going into your garbage? Has it been a while since you looked? Do you imagine that since you haven’t looked that no one has looked? Well, unless you control every step of the trashing … Continue reading “The Contents of the Can – Looking at your Trash”

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The Contents of the Can by Vago Damitio

When’s the last time that you actually took a few minutes at what is going into your garbage? Has it been a while since you looked? Do you imagine that since you haven’t looked that no one has looked? Well, unless you control every step of the trashing process from start to finish, you are wrong. Point blank. No doubt about it. And that’s not all, if you live in a modern country, then someone is making money off your garbage at various points down the line. If you live in a non modern country, then someone is probably using your garbage to some sort of profit somewhere down the line. This might all seem very strange and improbable to you, but, like the wise man said, ‘there is nothing new under the sun’ and this is no exception. Mankind has been making use of other people’s garbage for as long as mankind has been producing garbage. Continue reading “The Contents of the Can – Looking at your Trash”

Life’s Aspirations

promWhen I was a child – I wanted to be one of those writers that lives an adventurous life, then locks themselves away for a year while writing the perfect novel while communicating with my agent and publisher – I with the internet and ebooks, things stopped working like that – (I also wanted to be an astronaut, but at the time, less than 20/20 vision meant I never could be)

When I was a teen, I wanted to open a funky cafe with comfy couches, books, and board games, but then Starbucks came alone and all the funky cafe’s began closing.

When I was in my 20’s I thought it would be pretty cool to own a bookshop – but ebooks have closed something life 50% of bookshops already.

When I was in my 30’s – I thought it would be incredible to travel the world and write about the places and people I met and share it via the web – to live an exotic life and share it – but the truth is there are so many interesting people doing exactly that, it’s hard to actually catch anyone’s attention – people are drowning in self promoting travel blogs.

In my 40’s – I want to be one of those writers that lives an adventuruous life and then finds a place to hide away and write about the lessons learned, the places seen, the people met. I want to find an agent and publisher to communicate and work with while I take care of my family, garden, write, and maybe even open up a little cafe and vintage bookshop where people can buy cool old books. Maybe I’ll even learn some tradtional book binding and printing and make exclusive editions of my own books.

Life is pretty cool, isn’t it.  I love what I have and I’m looking forward to more.

Life’s Aspirations

promWhen I was a child – I wanted to be one of those writers that lives an adventurous life, then locks themselves away for a year while writing the perfect novel while communicating with my agent and publisher – I with the internet and ebooks, things stopped working like that – (I also wanted to be an astronaut, but at the time, less than 20/20 vision meant I never could be)

When I was a teen, I wanted to open a funky cafe with comfy couches, books, and board games, but then Starbucks came alone and all the funky cafe’s began closing.

When I was in my 20’s I thought it would be pretty cool to own a bookshop – but ebooks have closed something life 50% of bookshops already.

When I was in my 30’s – I thought it would be incredible to travel the world and write about the places and people I met and share it via the web – to live an exotic life and share it – but the truth is there are so many interesting people doing exactly that, it’s hard to actually catch anyone’s attention – people are drowning in self promoting travel blogs.

In my 40’s – I want to be one of those writers that lives an adventuruous life and then finds a place to hide away and write about the lessons learned, the places seen, the people met. I want to find an agent and publisher to communicate and work with while I take care of my family, garden, write, and maybe even open up a little cafe and vintage bookshop where people can buy cool old books. Maybe I’ll even learn some tradtional book binding and printing and make exclusive editions of my own books.

Life is pretty cool, isn’t it.  I love what I have and I’m looking forward to more.

My perfect day defined….

Vago of the DesertSomeone asked me yesterday to define what I would consider to my own personal perfect day. Here goes:

Each day, I wake up when I want to and don’t have to talk to anyone before my second cup of coffee and morning bowel movement.

Two hours of writing without any interruptions.

After checking to see if there is any urgent good or bad news via email and the web, checking with my assistant before eating a delicious savory breakfast (plenty of tobasco) or some yogurt and fruit and sour dough toast.

I take a long walk in the mountains, near the sea, or through an interesting city or village. Either alone or with people I love – depending on what’s on my plate. Lunch on the go.

I get to use my hands to work on something useful. Building something, painting, auto maintenance, gardening, carpentry, stuff like that. Ideally, there are interesting friends to talk with during this work.

Another checkin with my very capable assistant. Check in with the money machine and make sure it’s flowing my direction. Do any tweaks necessary.

A few hours of web work and research.

Dinner with friends and family followed by chilling out on a balcony or next to a fire somewhere. A bit of wine or scotch isn’t out of the question.

Some lazy sex preferably including a blowjob. Save the acrobatics for special occasions.

An incredibly soft bed with clean, soft sheets and a feather pillow for dreaming on.

Rinse and Repeat.