I heard this one on the radio the other day, was wondering what year it was from, 1979. Beautiful song. TS
I was looking at some photos from a few years ago for a post I’m thinking about and a couple of things caught my attention.
We barely broke eighty degrees here today. There are still some ninety-degree temperatures predicted into the middle of the month, but today Summer officially began
Here we are, can you believe it, going into September. Where does the time go? I’m still reading Carl Sandburg’s big book of Abraham Lincoln.
At the Gates of Tombs by Carl Sandburg Civilizations are set up and knocked down the same as pins in a bowling alley. Civilizations
I am continuing my reading of “Abraham Lincoln: The Prarie Years, The War Years” by Carl Sandburg. I’ve decided to share some of the content
Do you ever let yourself daydream the most fantastical daydream you can possibly imagine for your life? Some people don’t daydream like that. Others will
I’ve re-started a Tumblr page, and I’ve created a companion page to this page. The goal is, to keep what is good, to focus on
every now and then this one works its way to the surface of the playlist
I am off twitter once and for all and for good. (Only took how many tries?) They just changed their format anyway and, I wasn’t
“There is something about yourself that you don’t know. Something that you will deny even exists until it’s too late to do anything about it.
Here’s a quote from the book “Illusions”, by Richard Bach… “In the path of our happiness shall we find the learning for which we have
Big ideas. I’m having a Quantum Leap kind of day. Hypothesizing some things. Suspend your disbelief for a moment and imagine you can see the
Photo of a woman drinking tea after a bombing raid in London during the Blitz (no copyright infringement intended.) Link. Yesterday, (when I started writing
I’ve been doing some serious thinking about the world lately. Can you hear the quiet? This serious thinking isn’t a new thing for me. This
Grunge is the music that my generation created, whether the label of “grunge” is one that was met with approval or acceptance or not. Passionately
I haven’t rambled about music in a while. I’ve been editing stories lately, pretty much all of my previous writing, and organizing my work.
Why should we pretend we are not devastated? These lives, these loves, the lovers into friends, and friends, into lovers? Why should we pretend our
Unlimited You know what a woman wants? A badass son of a bitch who can make the trip and still treat her like the most
“I love music, any kind of music, any kind of music.” That’s not completely true, there are some things that get on my nerves
Latitude A man is allowed to write about whatever he wishes to write about and if the writing itself is good or bad, he is