It's 6 am which is not a usual time for me to be awake...I like to sleep in. But 4 straight days with the flu has provided me with ample slumber. So, I blog. Oh my lonely blog...tossed to the curb by the ever present Facebook, which will receive this feed! My title reference comes from a song by The Electric Light Orchestra, or ELO. My mother had more than a normal obsession with them, mainly their leader Jeff Lynne...maybe this is why I have a more than normal obsession with Pete Townshend. My mom is among the dearly departed but with me always; as she is right here, right now. I woke up around 5 with the song Boy Blue in my head...mainly the chorus,"Hey boy blue is back" I think she was telling me that I was indeed back, in many ways.
1. I am back from the dead...the hellish black death called the flu. 2. I am back from being worried about where my family will live. I received some advice from, of all people, a "legitimate" loan shark...if you can imagine such a thing. But if anyone knows who to work with people and money it is him. I have a plan, gonna pitch it, and let it fly. 3. And, I am going back to work. My least favorite of the three...
I am sure there is more. But this is a good start. Back in action. Back in the saddle, Back in black. You get it, I know you do.
Thanks for waking me up this morning mom, I love you.
The whole Robin Hood thing is pretty cool, I must admit...well besides the tights and all. It reminds me of the age old question of when or if breaking the law, or for all you religious types, sinning is justified. Which is why I hate listening to preachers take the bible and get all legalistic. Or even worse a friend calling themselves a "brother or sister in Christ" telling you how to run your life. It just gets worse and worse after that. Politicians, teachers...religious people in general pick and choose what is wrong and right because it is for or against the WORD OF GOD...then cheat on their taxes, their spouses, spank it to the SI swimsuit issue, and wear pleated khaki shorts.
This whole discussion reminded me of an email I got from a friend chastising me about my vote for Obama because he is "pro-abortion". Which isn't true anyway, I mean no one is PRO abortion. But if some douchebag raped a girl/woman I cared about, hell even if I didn't, I wouldn't bat an eyelash if she wanted to term the pregnancy. And, I can't imagine the loving God I believe in would want to watch that child grow up with all that shame. The soul can be saved by just foregoing the flesh suit.
Went for a jog last night Ate a healthy dinner...which I cooked of course since I am going to be an Iron Chef Only drank one beer (this was a biggie!) Went to bed early
I am on my way to a new me...or the old one that got run down. I figure I have a little less than half a life left and the last years will be much the same as my first ones...peeing myself, being fed, needing help to walk, little hair, drooling, wearing diapers...BUT I am going to make these last ones last, but I need to last to enjoy them. I am looking forward to:
Maddogging my daughter's boyfriends Watching my son maddog my daughter's boyfriends Lecturing my son about sex and drugs while encouraging rock and roll Proms, plays, first dates, walking my daughter down the aisle Witnessing my son's transformation into a man Making more and more memories Discussing college with my boy More paintball, more camping, more fishing, more Guitar Hero!
There is so much more and I need to be around to see it. Bet on it. Plan on it.
