You've put up with my whining for a long time now. A really long time. Maybe it's just been a necessary part of me cleaning out the attic. You know, clearing a cloudy noggin. I offer my sincere gratitude.
Checking some blog some four years back, a screen popped up asking if I wanted one of my own. Well, I pretty well knew at the time that blogs were outdated, out of fashion. Still, these nice folks were offering something for nothing and I didn't want to be rude.
A clever name, Ronny Elliott's Blog, and I'm on my way. My intention was to tell a few rock'n'roll stories, slip in a little plug for peace and love from time to time and waste time to keep from doing anything important.
Next thing you know I'm telling you everything about me. Everything.
I've tested your patience and your kindness. I'm going to poke through the older posts and re-run the ones that have something fun about the music. Some of that personal, sappy stuff is entwined and you'll get that, too.
Maybe I can't tell you that I'm well, that I'm happy, but I have been pretty much everywhere by pasting my head on art that I steal from everywhere. I've seen the world and most of space. I've cuddled with showgirls and cowgirls.
You aren't getting rid of me. Sometimes I'll need to make sure you're there for me. I'll keep slipping in stuff about peace and love, too.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war. You know where to find me if you need me.