Living a Sitcom


My life is turning into one big sitcom. It’s weird how you can be Louis C.K., or Abraham-Hicks, or an actor on Party Down, and it’s all OK, and it’s all life. I believe in the things I talk about, and therein lies the tragedy and comedy.

I got a new job in catering, so I’m re-watching Party Down just for kicks and irony. At some point in life tragedy does become comedy. Usually after you’ve experienced enough crap.

Apologizing for who you are is certainly a recipe for a tragic life. Nobody knows the answer, and that’s the joke. Live your life, and laugh.




Self-improvement Is Dead (Long Live Self-improvement)

I’ve tried all kinds of methods and techniques over the years to get rid of so called bad habits, only to realize that the actual “bad” habit – if there is any – is the incessant need to get rid of bad habits.

All of the things I thought were sooo bad turned out to be not that bad, and are actually amusing and even fun. It’s called black and white thinking, and it’s something I’ve been mixing together to have more of a gray scale.

The irony of self-improvement is that we don’t need it, but don’t get me wrong; sometimes it seems like we really do need it. It’s just that, at some point, you realize that you’re the one causing all of your perceived problems, and once you figure out who you are, things naturally work out, but until that happens, maybe self-improvement can help.


Beware of Gurus

For some reason this is a difficult concept for people to accept, but the truth is, the answer to whatever you’re looking for is already within you. I understand the addiction, the craving, the need to look for the one secret that will solve all of life’s problems, but it’s a delusion, an illusion, and the answers to your spiritual questions don’t exist somewhere out there. This desire to find an external source of spiritual truth is a waste of time (believe me, I’ve wasted time). Why would your spirit be anywhere but within you?

I’ve had my share of disillusionment. One guru, mentor, and teacher after another who turned out to be a charlatan, scammer, and false idol; just another person (like all of us) getting by, or worse, a delusional egomaniac. Maybe it’s human nature, but instead of realizing other people don’t have the answer, we tell ourselves no, the next one will definitely be The One. Why are we so lost and confused?

I’d make a horrible guru because I’d just tell everyone to go away and find the answer within themselves.

It’s cosmic irony that it takes other people to make us, but from the moment we’re born to the day we die, we’re all by ourselves in our own bodies. How lonely and boring to be all alone. We spend our lives looking for an answer, a reason, some meaning and purpose, a way to connect with a universe which, paradoxically, we’re already completely connected with. Who should we follow, what flag should we march under, where should we go, what should we do?

There’s no need to be lost and confused. If you know you’re lost, you’re not really lost. If you know you’re confused, you’re not really confused. You are where you are. You know what you know.

I’d love for people to realize they belong to the world they’ve been born into. The beautiful and ugly world that produces great good and great evil. You get to make choices, and whether or not you abdicate your choice, it’s still yours to make.

Thanks for reading, make today a better day, and beware of gurus!


What I really mean is beware of false gurus/prophets, and our own tendency to believe in and follow others. Spirituality and truthseeking is a rigorous path, and there’s no easy way or shortcuts. The paradox/irony/grace is that it’s a path we know well and intimately, which no one else can walk but us. Believe in yourself, be true to yourself.