I left the circus about a year and a half ago. But I feel like I just stumbled into a new travelling circus. Poutine Your Mouth, a food truck from Salt Lake City that serves the French Canadian food, poutine, is en route to its first festivals of the season. Poutine is the food I've probably had dreams about but never knew existed; fries, gravy and cheese curds. It comes in various styles. "The Hangover" adds bacon and an egg. You had me at cheese curds and fries, but bacon seals the deal. We're on our way to the first weekend of Coachella with a motley crew made up of photographers, personal trainers, chemists, actors, returned missionaries, service industry dabblers/masters of dry humor and our resident DJ, Anthony Motto...(read more).

It's a tempestuous week here on Planet Earth, and the days as well as the nights are driven by passion and fervor, making impulse control a challenge. It would be wise to at least try to watch those urges with as much objectivity as you can muster. Too much self-indulgence just might land you in the middle of an intense situation you hadn't bargained for and aren't quite sure how to exit. But this celestial fire doesn't only spark strong reactions in individuals. It also ignites even more fanaticism in all those places already ablaze in violence. Expect eruptions-lots of them-from the personal to the political. But also know, this very same astral fire indicates an equally powerful potential for creative brilliance...(read more).