Thursday, February 26, 2009
Inspired By ROBBIN'Z RAMBLINGZ
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
My Latest Death Hag Mission
Yes, I'm a Death Hag. Scott Michaels is one of my heroes. I went on both of his tours...the Dearly Departed Tour and the Helter Skelter Tour, when I was in LA. Loved them both. Since my dream of being Scott Michaels' personal assistant, co-pilot or just tag-a-long will never come to pass, I began going on my own, what I call, death hag missions. I will (maybe) post some of my previous trips later.
Anywho...my recent trip was to Tipton, MO, to the grave of Gene Clark. Who is Gene Clark you ask? He was a singer-songwriter, and one of the founding members of the folk-rock group The Byrds. His accomplishments go beyond The Byrds...way beyond. You can read more
here and here.
Gene Clark died May 24, 1991, at age 46, just 4 months after The Byrds were inducted into the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame.
He was buried in Tipton, MO, per his request (according to some web sources).
Since I've been slacking on my guitar playing practice, maybe I can get a little inspiration from Gene Clark...
Interestingly, although Gene Clark originally played guitar with the Byrds, according to one web source I found, he was reduced to playing the Tambourine, as shown in the video above, when David Crosby took over the guitar playing. Maybe I should buy a Tambourine...
Anywho...my recent trip was to Tipton, MO, to the grave of Gene Clark. Who is Gene Clark you ask? He was a singer-songwriter, and one of the founding members of the folk-rock group The Byrds. His accomplishments go beyond The Byrds...way beyond. You can read more
here and here.
Gene Clark died May 24, 1991, at age 46, just 4 months after The Byrds were inducted into the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame.
He was buried in Tipton, MO, per his request (according to some web sources).
Since I've been slacking on my guitar playing practice, maybe I can get a little inspiration from Gene Clark...
Interestingly, although Gene Clark originally played guitar with the Byrds, according to one web source I found, he was reduced to playing the Tambourine, as shown in the video above, when David Crosby took over the guitar playing. Maybe I should buy a Tambourine...
Seriously Larry!
4:00 AM
RING! RING! (I'm in a motel room, mind you.)
"Hello?"
"Is Larry there?"
"You've got the wrong number."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I called the wrong room"
"Ok"
*Click*
4:06 AM
RING! RING!
"Hello?"
"What are you doing?"
"Sleeping!?"
"This is Larry. I'm over here in room 130-something. Do you wanna come over and have a drink?"
"No, thank you."
*Click*
4:12 AM
RING! RING!
"HELLO!?"
"Hi. Are you alone?"
"No."
"You got a man over there with you?"
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
*Click*
4:18 AM
RING! RING!
"HELLO!?"
"Listen, I'm sorry, I want to apologize."
"Ok."
"I'm just sitting over here having a drink and you sound really purty and I just..."
*Click*
4:20 AM
RING! RING!
"Hi, I'm sorry, but can you tell who is calling me. Somebody from another room keeps calling me."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I can just block your phone."
"Ok, thank you."
"Your welcome."
*Click*
Seriously, Larry, how many dates have you actually gotten by calling a wrong number at a motel???
Monday, February 9, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
The Electric City
WTF? I was home a total of 8, yes 8 days during my last service period. My electricity part of my bill was $98.27, PLUS PURCHASED POWER ADJUSTMENT $14.45 ( I guess the electric city has to buy power from somewhere else???) $15.47 for the water I used AND $13.10 to dispose of this water. Like I said before... WTF? $13.25 for trash pickup...for a grand total of $154.54 for EIGHT days at home. It's a good thing I'm not here the whole month.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Plan For Life Or Plan For Death?
The picture above is where I was a year ago today. It was actually the 14th that I was told that I was or had been having a heart attack and they did the heart cath and put 3 stents in an artery that was bypassed 5 1/2 years earlier...yeah, it didn't make sense to me until after it was explained to me for the third time the following May.
On the 12th of January a year ago, I was walking around Venice Beach having a heart attack. Today when I walked outside and it was -1 degree, I would've traded this day for that one in a heart beat...um, no pun intended.
Anyway, there's a long emo blog about it on my myspace, so I won't go into all of that, but for the last year I have pondered the title of this blog and have started a blog about it several times and didn't finish it.
I've had 2 heart attacks, 3 bypasses, 4 stents and a carotid endarterectomy, oh and a laparoscopic cholecystectomy, since I turned 40! Mama always said...life begins at 40! But Mama never told me there'd be days like these.
No, I don't eat right, I don't exercise and I still smoke...yes, I need my ass kicked.
So, "what do you do?" I asked myself.
I better say my good-byes.
Tell my children I love them. Tell them I'm sorry for all the things I did that made their lives suck. Tell them how proud I am of the things they've accomplished and the people they've become, in spite of a lot of bad choices on my part.
Tell my parents thank you for a million things. Tell them I love and respect them more than I have or could ever show or tell them.
Tell my siblings I love them and I'm sorry for the times we've grown apart and gone so long without seeing or talking to each other...for no other reason than just where life takes us.
Tell Samantha to make sure that Jeremy always knows that I love him and I can't even begin to explain the happiness that he has brought to my life.
Tell Kati...this one is too complicated to explain because some of my thoughts were before she was even here...
Better get my estate in order...oh wait, I don't have anything.
Better make my last wishes known...I want Amazing Grace played at my funeral. I want a white hearse...
WAIT...Am I just going to sit around and wait to die? I'm not done yet...I have plans...lots of plans...better make a bucket list (I'll make that another blog) and I better get started, because you just never know.
You know that saying...Live Each Day As If It's Your Last...BULLSHIT! How do you do that? If I was living today as if it were my last, I damn sure wouldn't be going out in -1 degrees to go to work. Most times, tomorrow DOES come! I think next time a bill collector calls me, I'm going to tell him, "Oh sorry, but I was living each day as if it was my last and that didn't involve making money or paying bills."
Anyway, this rambling blog really has no closure. I'm working towards some of my plans and enjoying life more...really...I know it sounds lame, but now I treasure even my boredom.
Life goes on...until you die.
Watch for my Bucket List blog.
Friday, January 9, 2009
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