Sunday's wrap-up

Sunday night wrap- and musings

 

. . . .I want a chocolate shake so bad right now, I can't stand it. The urge is overwhelming and there isn't crap-all I can do about it, it'll be one of the first things I do on Thursday.

 

. . . . A couch! I am now the owner of a couch for the place. No more perching on director's chairs or trying to get comfortable on a backless daybed to watch TV. I can't wait. And for cheap too! I truly am taken care of and loved! Thank you!

 

. . . . .I miss Bloom County, and the learnings of Opus the Penguin, and the profound wisdom of Bill the Cat! AAACCCKKKK!

 

. . . . .I miss Little League and slow spring evenings

 

. . . . .Tell you what, have it work out so that you wander on over into the Gospel Tent at the New Orleans Jazz Fest and spend an hour listening to the Greater Antioch Full Gospel Baptist Church Mass Choir, then have Aaron Neville walk into the tent with his brothers and bring the house down. I don't care who you are, you WILL be a believer, at least for a little while, it'll hang with you and the joy and spirit is infectious.

. . . . .Then go catch Doctor John playing in his hometown, and cap the day off with the Kings of Leon. Wow!!

 

. . . . .I'm old enough now that I've finally figured out what I want to be when I grow up. A roadie. Right back where I started, so long ago, working sound and lights for bands! Why not? I'm in a position now where I can, and on top of that, I'm good at it, I still have a perfect ear for what sounds good, and maybe this time around I won't do the things I did then that brought it all to a screeching halt whilst I pursued the youthful path of self-destruction.

 

. . . . .I miss my boys, it'll be good to see them at the end of the week.

 

. . . . .There truly is something seductive and peaceful about the sea, but as today's kick-off meeting for the 2009 Hurricane season reminded me, it does come at a price.

 

. . . . . That and young helicopter pilots that just came back from Iraq/Afghanistan and still think they're in combat. We're old guys going to work, and 45 degree banked turns at speed just truly aren't necessary.

 

. . . . . .I need to pray badly, need a lodge, I think there's a couple going on just after I get back, I hope so.

 

. . . . . .My landlord just is not the sharpest knife in the drawer, had to say that.

 

. . . . . .I'm tired, guess I'm finally getting caught up with myself, and seeing where I need to rest.

 

. . . . . .The cycle of life sometimes is hard, but there truly isn't anything more rewarding or painful that spending those last few weeks with a loved one.

 

. . . . . .I'm damn proud of my two boys, you done good this semester boys, you done good.

 

. . . . . The pretentiousness of some people is the only thing that can sustain them in this world I think, their worldview is so rigid and fragile, that they need to invent to stay sane, elst they will go insane. Their worldview gets so set, and this world can be chaotic and hard, that if they were to have reality put to them all at once, it would literally shatter their world, and they wouldn't be able to take it.

 

. . . . .I miss my dog, still, real bad. I don't let people know how much, but I miss Jake, real, real bad.

 

. . . . .Till the morrow, parting is such sweet sorrow. And all that jazz!