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TIEN BEAT june 2009


TIEN BEAT june 2009 "the unreliably periodical account of Tien's life and musings"

This is the best summer EVER....

I've been having such a crazy awesome time with life over the past month or so. School ended well, I was on TV, I've been enjoying the outdoors, I'm working on my new acoustic CD, I had a great trip to Maryland, bouncing around the northeast, and I believe I am getting paid to go to Vietnam in a few weeks. I only wish that I could have spent more time doing everything, but there's always next time.

I've had so much fun being a human jungle gym and sedan chair for everyone's kids the past couple of weeks, but now I'm back in California, laid out on my dad's couch with a sore back, catching up on a week of unlimited blockbuster rentals.

I've also had some enlightening, intellectually probing conversations lately with old and new friends; I will always treasure those as the truly priceless moments of travel and friendship, not the sights or activities. For those of you who I missed, or didn't have the time to connect with, let's whip up some arnold palmers on the porch and chat next time...please!

"The mystery of the future will always enthrall while the wonders of the present stretch infinitely into the past"

-Tien

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