dear jack, et al

vanilla nut warmth and contemplation tentacles searching to answer me that which is my contemplation lost in the words of great writers the contemplative state of mind begs answers that elude and allow me to think upon the very act of thinking i am my sea and ocean my waves of knowing and unknowing washContinue reading “dear jack, et al”

reflections on the hill i was late to climb over

I did not…I wasn’t even fucking close to…getting this one right away, this 50-thing…just as I did not get 40…or 30, or likely any decade before the afore mentioned decades.  I had great aspirations and goals for the turning of each; only to find that where I found myself at the changing-of-the-calendar-guard was not, inContinue reading “reflections on the hill i was late to climb over”

girls on the #wdw circuit

three concerts three cities seven days twenty car rides four planes twelve tickets two lanyards four dog tags bracelets, all colors too many to name five boys loved by two of my girls three photos pro style and pro money six outfits well planned stolen laces one birthday of 13 colorful macaroons aplenty nerves, glowingContinue reading “girls on the #wdw circuit”