The Shmata Queen once told me if I didn’t kiss her several times a day she would be quite cross with me. I asked what that meant and she said it could result in her crossing her legs.

I told her I might just let her do that and say no to her advances and she was none to pleased telling me that would be quite rude.

I laughed and asked her if she wanted more insight into what men sometimes go through. 😉

Now that we have covered that nonsense it is time to focus on the more pressing issue of cleaning up our act here.

Yes, this joint has some pressing needs that require attention. It is what happens when you change themes and make adjustments.

In addition to the standard broken links that show up regardless of what we do there are other technical issues that have to be addressed.

Little goblins that have created issues all over this place causing it to look unprofessional and unkempt.

Soon we shall attend to changing them…I hope. 🙂

Your friend Traveling Jack hasn’t given up blogging or forgotten about you and the joint that started the ride.

He still lives, breathes and writes albeit in other places but not without regard or thought for those who only know him here.

Sometimes he thinks about writing with the sort of blistering honesty he hasn’t used in quite some time.

It is not because he doesn’t want to or hasn’t felt the need in forever because he has but there are consequences to opening yourself up in that manner.

Consequences that you can’t control or predict with the sort of accuracy one would like.

You could end up as Ozymandias or the Passionate shepherd–maybe both.

The Undying Blog

So here at The Undying Blog we reaffirm that which we haven’t said in forever.

We say that those who remember the days of Judy, Hamilton Guy and Willie remember a love that doesn’t just flame out and go away no matter what others may say.

We say that ring of fire burns and that you have to make an active choice to follow or ignore.

The decision isn’t simple or easy and at this time doesn’t require a life long commitment nor does one decision preclude making another.

But that is now and who can say what we will experience down the road.

Maybe the words of the prophet shall come back to haunt us or maybe they shall lead to healing.

And let us say, “amen.”

Let us say some loves last and some fizzle but even those that fizzle can spark up again and remind us of the warmth they can provide.

And that warmth can be felt and seen, like a star in the night sky it can help you find your way back.

Confusion may accompany it, but only that caused by a refusal to take action.