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"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." Groucho Marx

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That Was Unexpected Or Was It

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I can’t tell you if I knew twenty years ago that certain things would lead to the particular spaces and places they occupy today, any more than I can say I did.

Some things are expected and some are unexpected but there are places where intersection takes place.

Noticed someone spent time reading There are no coincidences and laughed because there are aspects that fit now in ways they never did before.

Is it because of time, experience, circumstance or something else?

I don’t know.

What I know is I am in far deeper and much faster than ever expected with little but faith to guide me.

Can’t decide if I am an idiot, prophet or fool though I might argue I am all of those but is that to protect myself or for other reasons…

So here I sit in contemplation about the best moves to make…

Wondering whether to stay silent and watch or to open the barn door and let the horses run free.

 

April Comes Roaring In

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Someone called me an angry gorilla and I laughed because something about how they said it was funny.

That didn’t do much for helping them to feel less frustrated and less angry with me. It wasn’t as effective at infuriating someone as saying “relax” or “calm down, you’re hysterical” but it certainly didn’t make them smile.

Nor did watching me fight not to begin roaring like someone let their tuchus tuba toot through the sermon.

It was one of those moments where if they hadn’t said anything I probably would have been fine, but something about their expression and tone just made me lose it.

And then because I am guilty of being someone who presses buttons I said “April comes roaring in” and then shouted safe like I was the home plate umpire.

That didn’t make things any better but it made me laugh harder and proved once again I can be my own best audience.

I blame it on being involved in far too much serious and stressful discussions.

Sometimes you have to get a little silliness into your life and so I did.

The Return Of The Audio Blog…Sort Of

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I admit to being mildly surprised when I figured out the first audio post here was done around July 2004.

You’re welcome to click on the link so that you can visit the post and read the comments though the only person I expect to recognize anyone there is SQ.

Heck, just for kicks I dug around the archives to see if I could restore one of the old audio posts SQ and I did but I am not sure I am going to be able to restore it.

Why?

Because I don’t think I was hosting it and the file probably got deleted. But I may spend a few minutes there just for kicks to see if maybe I am wrong.

Would be kind of fun to hear it again, in the interim here is a new piece if you are interested in listening.

More Than Monthly Updates

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Been speaking with The Shmata Queen about many things and even gave her a nudge to restart her blog but I don’t think that is happening.

At one point in time I knew the password and login information so in theory I could restart it myself but I am not where said information is so that is unlikely.

And hell, I am having trouble doing more than monthly updates here so does it make sense to light a fire somewhere else?

Probably not but somethings about life don’t make any sense to me now so who is to say that taking unexpected action wouldn’t yield positive results.

Of course it could lead the other direction too and that wouldn’t make me happy to maybe I ought to play it safe in at least one area…maybe.


Who Walks Through Fire

Told the queen we always should pay attention to who walks through fire for us and to pay special attention to those people because there are only a few and some of them are extra special.

Maybe special enough to write about or to inspire writing and that is worth noticing.

The real and true muse of our lives, they are meaningful and significant if only we have the sense to listen.

What Is Meaningful

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Been blogging for so long now the little boy whose toddler antics were highlights of early posts is a twenty-something-year-old man who went to jury duty.

It was his first time doing so and it led to some conversations we haven’t had in quite a while.

The gist of it was my reminding him to ask questions about what is meaningful and what is fluff.

There are fewer moments where the kids reach out to me to ask for my thoughts/advice/assistance on things so I very much appreciate those rare opportunities when they come along.

Don’t mistake that to mean I want them coming to me for everything. That is not what I want at all.

It would mean I failed and I am proud to say I didn’t. They are very capable of standing on their own and they mostly do.

But there are still things in life they haven’t experienced or have far less experience in doing than myself so moments creep up.

“Dad, can I ask you a question?”

The answer is always yes but the answers are not as simple as they once were and they have long since recognized that I don’t know everything.

That is ok, they should know I am human and just a man.

But sometimes it is nice to be needed like they did when they were younger. Sometimes it is nice to put those shoes back on and lend a hand.

I like it.

I like watching them grow and evolve. Sometimes hard to watch but mostly good, they are smart and they get it.

Life is some kind of rush now isn’t it.