Cheryl has cancer. My blog didn't know this because I didn't write it.

My woman has had a rough few months and I'm doing my best to stand beside her and make sure she's taken care of. There have been days and nights of misery in this house since her surgery in November. She was in a world of hurt, lots of meds. It was a month long recovery, during ( Read more... )

A few weeks back we bought one of those CD/DVD organizing units at Ikea. We had a hodge-podge of CD racks and towers, and one for DVDs. We we're trying to get a handle on the mess.

After Euro-assembly I unpacked the music. We have hundreds, maybe five, in our combined but segregated collection. This is no chore, it's a Labour of Love. Like a ( Read more... )

I had to thin the wardrobe. I'm not a fancy man with fine clothes but I have a collection of stuff I wear. I'm a tee shirt & jeans blue collar American guy. I have been all of my life even when I'm wearing something else. I don't apologize for that, it just is.

I satire Cheryl's pack rattery but I'm not without my favorite things I don't throw away ( Read more... )

This started out as a very short post (by my standards) about a reptile on an airplane but before I had a chance to post all this other shit happened, nothing important, just my day and thoughts popping into my head.

If you haven't seen the film Blind Side you ought to check it out. I viewed it for the second time and failed again to keep a dry eye ( Read more... )

I received an email from a friend back east informing me another friend had just gotten his first email address. Snapper is the last man on the internet. Pigs are flying. I promptly sent an email welcoming him to the 21st century. I mentioned the porn and gambling opportunities on the web. I cautioned him to not surf the entire internet in the ( Read more... )

Note the tags people. This will be a rant ( Read more... )

It doesn't matter how busy life is, i'm always thinking of writing, music, life, friends, philosophy, art, and the inner voice. The first on the list expresses all that follow.

Jeffrey flew back to UCLA on Wednesday. Mom flew with him. She provided two passengers of luggage for his second year arrival. I ordered his mattress set from the comfort of ( Read more... )

I believe there's a soundtrack to our lives........ but only if you love music. Mine could be called  'I'm A Ramblin' man'.  Write your own.

Owning an Ipod or any cellphoneblackberryiphonelookatwhatihavepersonalelectronicdevice allows you to write a soundtrack every day of your life, even the most mundane. No one will ever know. How cool is ( Read more... )

I don't know where it comes from but when it hits me......it's like Niagara Falls. If you've never been to Niagara, you'll miss my point. Okay, I'll try the Grand Canyon. Inspiration can hit you like the Grand Canyon. Damn. Maybe you haven't seen the canyon. It's unfuckingunbelievable. I wanted to weep, but thankfully I kept it together and took ( Read more... )

And now for something completely different.

The start of another three day weekend. It's 7:50 pm. I have a beer and a bourbon nearby. Band practice was an hour ago. Tomorrow will be a busy day, a Friday of chores. Tonight I relax.

I have 3380 songs on my computer. That will seem a lot to some but I know people with 10,000. I have close to 300 CDs. ( Read more... )