Okay, a bit of a stretch, actually, I prefer to write music and have other people sing it, at least I think that’s what I prefer, but I can’t get anyone to actually sing my stuff. Someone pointed out that the problem could be that no one has heard my stuff. I thought that was foolish, people ought to be lined up for blocks to be the first to record my music.
To prove my point, I’m putting a link to one of my songs, my latest, right here on the old blog so that you all can check out my music.
Listen and suffer …
In my day an event was … well an event. Something exciting, a one of a kind sort of thing or at least not an everyday occurrence. Imagine my surprise, I was going over my cellular phone bill and I saw a charge for 15¢. It said it was for an ‘event’. View full article »
A little something about marriage that I’d like to share. About two years ago, when my wife and I had been married for around twenty four years this little verbal transaction occurred in the kitchen of our house. View full article »
It’s a hard job, but …
I spent the weekend at family reunions. One was miles away, the other was right here in town. The “miles away” one wasn’t my family, it was the family of a friend and I offered to drive. (The things I’ll do for food …)
The deal was that this reunion fell on my friend’s mother’s birthday, and my friend had told her family that she wouldn’t be able to make it. We drove down under cover of semi-heavy traffic and my friend snuck up behind her eighty-plus year old mother and kissed her on the cheek. Of course, pandemonium ensued. I endured accolades for being the deliverer of joy, I liked that, a lot. Call me Santa Claus. Tears flowed (not mine though! …okay, maybe a few were) and the result was a happy reunion. View full article »
“I like coffee, I like tea,
I like the Java Jive and it likes me …”
A familiar tune, if you live in my head, and with good reason. Caffeine is a stimulant, and I need stimulation - well, okay, I don’t need traditional stimulation, I’m up to speed and beyond inside my head. But it turns out that substances referred to as stimulants actually cause a focusing effect. And I need focus! As mentioned earlier in this blog, I have ADHD. View full article »
I remember my mother crying because she couldn’t afford shoes for us kids for the summer. Secretly, I rejoiced. I hated wearing shoes. I loved the feel of cool grass and hot pavement, the bare wooden steps that led upstairs, the sappy branches of trees as I climbed them, even the squishy barnyard mud that squeezed up between my toes after a rain. This taught me the lesson of the silver lining. I hurt for my mother, but revelled in my freedom. View full article »
I used to be an auctioneer. Seems odd, looking back, that I was able to deal with all the noise and confusion, but then I was probably thinking I was in control. Little did I know … View full article »