I’ve never been a very good fan. I have a hard time wearing things on my T-shirts. I’m not a big chanter, screamer, “Oh my God…” type of person. I do, however, love music and there have been two times in my life that I have slept on a sidewalk for concert tickets. Once in junior…
When I was younger I had a cassette player. Maybe it was called a “deck”, a cassette deck. After the Mr. Microphone 8-Track, but before the Boom Box that I got for Christmas. This middle music machine was just a one deck cassette player. It was black, had a handle and when I pushed eject the…
I have always wanted to play an instrument. Well, let me say that when I go to the symphony, or I see people playing instruments with ease and proficiency, I feel…I feel like I want that in my life. I want to play the cello, I want to be on stage when the lights dim,…
They still have drinking fountains at the symphony. I went to see Bond and Beyond last night. As the name suggests, it’s music from the James Bond movies and some other spy sounding music they threw in. The Phoenix Symphony knows what they are doing and the woman singing was sensational. I think it’s the first time I’ve…
I never feel more like a rat in a maze than I do in a Metro or subway system. Don’t get me wrong, there’s an energy. So many different kinds of people moving en mass, all with different agendas, it’s electric, but the the underground shuffle is a soulless place. There’s very little eye contact,…
I am not feeling well. I’m fighting it and taking my vitamins and getting enough rest, but I think the bastard virus, germ, bug is winning. That being said, it’s past time to put something on the blog, so before I slip into fuzzy head, stuffy, runny nose, cold and then sweaty, here are some…
You can be the outcast or be the backlash of somebody’s lack of love, or you can start speaking up. More than anything else, more than any other “life skill,” I wish this for my children. Actually, I wish it for all of us. It’s Friday. Enjoy. That’s all from the laundry room. Sleep Naked.
I’m lost, broken down the middle of my heart. I have playlists that I listen to while I write. Sometimes I work in silence if I’m arguing with myself, but for the most part there’s music. I listen to the gamut. This song is on my “Time to Write About Ache” playlist. I really love…
What’s the deal with Stonehenge? Humor is subjective, but I honestly don’t understand how Evonne did not think this was the funniest thing she’d ever seen. It reminds Michael of a really bad Tears for Fears video. I must just have a super wicked sense of humor because I cry laughing every time. “46 miles…