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Pretty much everything I do is stream of consciousness. It's all I can do. My attention span matches a Little Richard 45, somewhere around two minutes and ten seconds. Coincidence? I'll leave that to you.

While this is on my mind I need to share it with you: This is the happiest I've ever been.You optimists out there should remember that we're all incurable. We're all dying. This is the party, Bozo. Don't be caught waiting for happiness, fulfillment, enlightenment.

I'm packing up to go play rock'n'roll for people I love. With people I love. Downside? I'll have to be away from Jamaica and the Angel for several hours.

You hear that? Smell that? Feel that? That's love! Great googly moogly!

Tired and Cranky

Maybe I've always pegged my happiness to the future. That reasoning is all about preparing to die, always moving towards an end. The end.

There's a reason that we all rushed out to buy a paperback, Be Here Now, as the '60's closed out. I've told you before that I'm a slow learner.

Nowhere To Go

Torn between obsessing over my insignificance and the wild impact of my every breath on all of the cosmos I find myself struggling to justify my existence, if I have an existence. How can I be sure that I'm not just a figment of someone else's imagination. 

My hours and days are spent photoshopping my head into the past and into the future. Time travel on a budget. I meditate with love.

Afraid Of Being Lonely

It's that one line in that old interview that Dan Rather did with Merle Haggard. Rather asks what keeps him out on the road, working all the time, and Merle replies, "I'm afraid of being lonely."

He might have saved me years of meditation, hours squinting at some self-help book and maybe a marriage or two.

I've never really known what I write about. Merle Haggard knew what we all write about.

Some, Not All, My Hard Times

Honestly, I can only find one small element of growing old to grumble about. I'm not going to tell you what that is because it seems to make folks mad. I think I'm gonna be a pretty good old man. I bungled all the other stages rather badly. I got this.

Slow Learnin' Hard Burnin'

My Popeye thing has kicked in after all these years. Finally I am what I am. It took long enough. By junior high school I was ready to re-invent myself. Elvis and Parnell Jones and Eddie Graham were all in the running as a role model. 

There's no need boring you with every zig and zag. Heroes have come and gone. I have failed spectacularly at a long list of endeavors and I won't try your patience with that one, either.

My wallet is pink and made of paper. I look like I shave without benefit of a mirror. I do! One of my ex-wives makes fun of me in public because it appears that I cut my own hair. I do! I'm not good at it but I'm really fast.

It's not really all that hard to find folks who don't like me. It still hurts my feelings from time to time but I don't waste time trying to figure it out. I try to be nice, I try to be kind. Sometimes I fail. I regret every slight, every unkind word.

I'm rock'n'roll. That's who I am. That's what I do. I do it with love and I do it for love. Send it to my attorney.

                                   

Safe and Sorry

It's all fascinating enough, I suppose, if you give it enough attention. Then again, I'm pretty sure that all the great mysteries are solved right on the surface. Einstein and Beethoven seemed to have seen it all right there on that top level.