To answer what I got for Christmas,
let us see what Tyler got from Santa first.
Cool eh?
The kid has got rhythm.
—
Now let us see what I got.
I just realized,
I have been writing Christmas as Xmas.
Granted I am lazy,
but I do not even know
how and when that started.
I just started writing Christmas as X-mas.
I have unknowingly removed what that X stood for.
Maybe that could be my first step.
Maybe that is the remedy to my dilemma.
Something needs to change here.
We’ll see.
—
Happy Christmas to all!
3 days before Xmas.
I still do not have the Xmas spirit.
I have played a lot of Xmas tunes.
Watched a lot of Xmas movies.
Even smelled the Xmas tree.
Still nothing.
Something better happen soon, or
the Grinch in me will come out
with a vengeance once again.
—
Well, I got family coming over.
Maybe something will happen.
Maybe.
I just had an epiphany!
Every time I get sick like this,
I always hope for one thing.
Not to have the coughs.
I can take any pain and discomfort
any condition would befall me.
But not the coughs.
And what did I get?
The “Coughs from Hell.”
The worst kind.
The kind that makes your nuts fall off.
I always get the ones I don’t hope for.
It never fails.
So I said to myself,
I said, “Self..”
“Didn’t you ever notice that we always get what we don’t want?”
And my Self said,
“You know, you’re right!”
“We hoped not to get sick. We did.”
“We hoped for the Senators to win. They didn’t.”
“We hope not to get stuck in traffic. We always do.”
“We hoped to visit the Philippines or Canada. We couldn’t”
(Light bulb on top of my head)
“Jeebus Man!”
“That’s why we can never have any Money!”
“Stop hoping for it!”
(Silence)
“And stop hoping for that other thing too!”
“Maybe it’ll become yours!”
(Silence)
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“I have no idea.”
— and this, my friends, is what happens
when I wait for the Ambien to kick in.
With it’s current situation and a lot of ill news,
it is very hard to defend the country I was born from.
But there’s one thing you can never deny.
The Philippines is a country full of talent.
(more…)
Dan Fogelberg,
renowned singer, songwriter,
passed away today.
from NYTimes.com
In tribute.
Leader Of The Band
Thank you very much, Sir.
I have enjoyed your music, a lot.
Well,
I have been planning this for a week.
I was going to spend this whole weekend,
playing music, recording songs and just rock out loud.
I was planning on getting busy
to do a whole bunch for this site.
And attempt to bring back the music.
But,
I got sick.
I also got ill,
and ailing,
and unwell.
Now, instead of being busy playing music,
I am busy coughing out my lung through my esophagus.
I think it’s nature’s way of shutting me up.
I don’t get it.
For those who follow my writings here,
it hasn’t been a secret what I feel about
Medical Doctors.
Or at least every single one I have encountered.
I refuse to believe any “bull crap” they lay on me.
But,
Once the Dentist tells me I need to have something done,
I give him my life savings.
So,
That’s it.
No Xmas for me.
Because you know how it is,
when this time of year comes around,
you have to have bazillions of money.
That’s what Christmas is about.
So,
as of the moment,
it has been canceled.
For me.
Until further notice.
Or until Mr. Armani reads my letter.
My friend Hershey,
reminded me of this song I used to love. (And still do)
When She Cries
by Restless Heart
It wasn’t really a request,
It’s more of a “Can you do this?”
Which to me it sounded more like,
“Let’s see how you are going to butcher this one.”
And because I proclaim myself as a (copycat) musician,
that’s just exactly what I did.
I butchered this song like there was no tomorrow.
And I am proud of it.
See, I am cool like that.
Sometimes I can not even hear my playing
from the sound of how awesome I am.
Just like that time when I saved 10 kittens from a burning house.
I didn’t really have to do it.
But somebody pushed me inside.
Was there a point to all of this?
Absolutely none whatsoever.