THE SOURCE OF MY PEACE

ANOTHER MONTH INTO THE YEAR. This is usally the coldest month of the year in these parts, but it's supposed to be nudging 70 degrees at the end of the week.. It snowed about a zillionth of an inch of something resembling snow this morning, and last week it did snow about 7 inches here-'bouts. But there is something very warm about the month of February to me. It is the Month i got married, this year marking 30 YEARS of true love with a very pretty lady who, by the grace of all the gods, is way smarter than me. I mean, I have my categories---I am very good at some things weird though they may be. But she's tough and smart, and i am truly one of the fortunate ones, to have found such a fabulous mate, and that she has always been there for me, and allowed the me that was there to be the only me she gave a hoot about. I love this woman with all my heart and soul.

So... MY February is going to be warm. We might go to the beach. N. Topsail, NC. All the tourists have high-tailed it, and we love to put on our pea-jackets and stroll along the shore adding to the ever growing seashell collection of our lives. We are a million seashells strong.We are a wave that never ends, upon one shore today, and months later, beating it's way to a whirlpool on some distant island or coast... where it of course rebounds---the never-ending wave.

My wife and I made quite a splash those 30 some years ago. We caused shadows to embrace the sandy earth, and we always left the art of our embrace scraped into the damp tons of gritty sand.

My wife has never read this blog. She has always much reading to be involved in concerning her career. As I write this, I am truly am aware that hardly anyone has read this blog. But the passion behind this is just a replica of some sort of vent. A vent in my brain. A much needed vent for my thouights and after-thoughts.

Sometimes I cannot conjure the necessary energy to even put all this into the record.

I write short stories too. I'd be glad to share, just ask. Some opf my tunes on these videos are more or less "audio sketches". So far, I have received citique ranging from " Really well-written" to "You SUCK!". I am a glutton for both attention and .punishment.

I any case, if you like what I wrote, good. I am not really pursuing publication. but I am always on the lookout for a decent manager with a knack for knockin' down the bucks. We will be a 51/49 team.

I'm hoping to get some time in my brother's brand-new state of the art recording gear. We are separtated merely by geographically considerations, but it's not a lot more than 100 miles to his lace.

I have threatened to record a CD before, but be kooking for it in the Springtime, when I tend to come out of the doldrunms and ahold of more than just a box of doughnuts. Even though I love doughnuts emmensely, this spring I intend to not ersue THE DOUGHNUT ADVANTAGE.

Here's a picture of my love, my life, my perspiration.... behold my true love...



this stands alone

MAX