Took a break from writing in order to celebrate my Dad's birthday today. The whole family celebrated it at a wonderful Mexican restaurant called Los Cunados. They have a really great breakfast buffet there during the weekends. Then we went to my sister's place for cake and the ceremonial opening of gifts. I honestly didn't know what to get my Dad for a gift so I went with a book light since he is always reading books on sociology and history. I thought about getting him a book but I figured he has enough books to read for a while.

 In other news, I did complete Antiseptic Anarchism and uploaded it for FREE download (as with the rest of my work). It is only about ten pages long and is a good, quick, succinct read. I thought about printing out a hundred copies of it and handing it out to people at super markets and other public places but I think I'll wait a bit before doing that. I want to make sure people are going to read it first. We shall see. As always, I am working on more ideas for poems and stories. I guess you could say I have become enamored by my own poetic side. I don't know why but I really feel like it will either lead me to something else or allow others to see the world through my eyes. Either one will do nicely. :-)
 
 All I have done today so far is post a lot more vital information on facebook pertaining to the Occupy Wall Street movement/protests/revolution. It has begun to spread like wild fire. There are even other countries beginning to show support for the movement. It is truly amazing and an awesome time to be living in. Future generations will be talking about this for some time to come and it will be in all the history books (digital or other form)! www.occupywallst.org

 Other than that, I have been writing/typing away and formulating some story ideas and new poem ideas. I very quickly decided to start writing another poetry e-book. It will be my forth and perhaps most interesting. So far it is titled Antiseptic Anarchism. The title came to me as I was reading Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass. Somewhere in the intro he wrote something about how he believes the poet to be the antiseptic of the world. That really struck a chord with me and I got this image in my head of a very altruistic way of life. My poetry seems to be taking on a new form as of lately and I do hope that it continues down that path. :-)