And weird dreams happen.
Last night I dreamt that I was recruited to play bass for ZZ Top. It was frustrating as they didn’t want to teach me the songs and they just wanted go play shows. And my bass rig was in shambles. Very strange.
Something I noticed recently.
Mostly due to the new place I am living. The use of the F-word has entered ridiculous zone. As if I am watching a bizarro Smurfs episode. That smurfed up smurfing smurfer has just done gone smurfed that smurfing smurfer in their smurfhole. (Just a basic example of what I heard the other day.)
Well finished moving all the the stuff from wife and I’s place in Midtown Phillips up north to Jordan. Now to get the rest of my stuff out of the basement if my old place in Ventura Village. That will take a few weekends. (this post brought to you by me locking myself out of the work truck and waiting for the spare key.)
Don't fly Southwest.
I haven’t sat anywhere near my wife for the last three flights. Screw open seating. Argh!
Has given me a lot of things to think about. Later.
The Power Of Flight
About to board a metal tube with fins and get thrown to Denver, and then hop in another such device to Seattle. The TSA dumped my bag out. My fault for forgetting I had a switchblade comb in my back pack. (Says the 31 year old dude with a switchblade comb.) (It was from my wedding. All the dudes had them. I just forgot to take it out after my honeymoon a year ago.)
And in this pocket...
This morning while looking for my gloves I moved my suit coat from my wedding last April and found an unopened card in it. Oops. Fifty dollars cash just in time for vacation.
Sweet jam. Always. Feedback attack.
It is my Birthday.
Still in shock...
This morning I received a phone call at 7:42 am. There was good news. Our friend’s baby was finally born and doing well. There was bad news. Somewhere in the process our friend’s heart quit beating. They couldn’t start it back up. She died. Bringing her son into the world. This woman and her husband were the only married friends my wife and I have made. And now we...