November 10, 2004
Last Night in Seattle
I first met Ken Graves when I was 17. We met on the racquetball courts at Humboldt State University in Arcata, California. We played racquetball. It was good. This was the beginning of a friendship that has lasted nearly 20 years.
One concurring theme in our friendship has been this idea of the quest. We were always heading out in search of something, anything, that could add more ritual and religious meaning to our lives. At one point we even created our own deity, called Lao. This allowed us to have faith in something, and add a primitive, esoteric meaning to our junkets. The forests of Arcata, the streets of San Francisco, the alpine country of Washington's Cascades, we always seemed to bring this "Looking for Lao" concept into our journeys.
So here we are again. We haven't been on the road in many years. We have both settled into our lives a bit. But starting tomorrow, we will re-ignite the faith and embark on another quest for Lao, deep in the jungles of South East Asia.
Okay, so maybe we'll just sit around and drink rum out of hollowed-out pineapples, but we can certainly keep our eyes open. Lao is still out there somewhere, maybe this time we'll catch more than a glimpse.
Note: Unlike a typical blog, this will be organized in ascending order. Because unlike a blog, this will have both a beginning and an end.
Posted by Lookatlao at November 10, 2004 4:17 AM