Happy 420 y’all!
420? Light up time. Mary Jane. Cannabis. Marijuana.
Now I ain’t smoke no Mary Jane in well over 5 years. When I got meeself sober, I got sober. I wasn’t really into the gonja later in my years of partaking mind altering substances any way. I preferred the booze. I did smoke pleanty of weed though. First time I smoked was at age 13 at a Doobie Brothers concert. I shit you not. In my twenties I smoked most every day. Only in the evenings though as I had work to get done during the days. Later on in my forties I lost interest in the stuff as it pretty much only made me paranoid by that point, so it lost its lure.
Nowadays it’s being legalized left and right. My home state just legalized it in November. I actually voted to legalize it even though I’m a sober dude. My view is that marijuana being illegal only creates more crime, unnecessary crime. Legalize it, regulate it and tax it.
Now about that first Doobie and those incredible artist who I remember from that very first concert….
Needless to say this is a much tamer crowd than that night of my puberty. However the talent of the artists shines through in this live version of a Doobie Brothers classic.
Smoke ’em if you got ’em!
The Kilted Coaches are back at it.
Cheers to building a great ass.
A new tune has been gettin’ Fearsome a bobbing in the car each and every time it comes on. He asked that I share it here…
Dan Auerbach Shine on Me …Fearsome loves it. I have to admit I do too. We think it may just be one of our summer 2017 tunes. It’s funny how music defines seasons of life. I am glad it does for music is a pleasure.
However although the lyrics are very different, the music and rhythms remind me of one from our past that we loved as well…
Juice Newton Queen of Hearts …what do you think?
Woke up with a bit o’ Evelyn thumping in me head.
Hijabi by Mona Haydar
Quiet Beard Fearsome is of recent. I’ve been busy (no excuse) and haven’t allowed Fearsome any time to think. He’s a bit miffed at me.
Tuesday we flew to the east coast in order to attend one of my Real Estate seminars in Richmond Virginia. Friday we rented a Hyudia Elantra and drove ourselves through blinding rain to the old home stomping grounds of Roanoke.
Aboard the friendly skies of United to Richmond via Newark the handy dandy iPad Pro entertainment system treated us to two notable flicks. The first feature is a classic that I had missed along the way. Pedro Almodovar’s Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown …
What took me so long to see this film? Needless to say Fearsome loved it! I’m going to follow up by purchasing it. Entertaining, campy, hilarious, fast paced, twisted, visually gratifying and memorable are just a few of the adjectives that pop into my head. It is highly recommended by both of us and therefore gets two mustache tips up.
Tip: if renting from iTunes it will default to the dubbed version. The dubbing is terrible. It at least allows one to hear the priceless lines in ones own native English… if English is ones native tongue. After which both of us highly reccomend re-watching with its original Spanish soundtrack which one can choose in the iTunes menu and also choose the subtitles in several convenient languages. Fabulous! Period.
Feature number two? You ask? A heartwarming documentary by the name of Chicken People.
Quirky, funny, interesting, endearing and enlightening come to mind. The human experience is an facinating adventure. Learning about interests other than my own through such an entertaining film as this little gem is a treasure. I simply adore being eccentric and therefore love other’s eccentricities.
You guessed it right if you predicted another two mustache tips up on this highly reccomended flick.
Yesterday sucked ’cause I made a mistake. My mistake was I didn’t count my blessings. I couldn’t see the forest for the damn trees.
Today will be different. It starts with choice. It starts with attitude. It starts with perspective. I get to choose my perspective and my attitude.
Today I choose to see the forest. May your day be the best as well.
I needed a tissue. I have hope.
It’s all in how we start. If we find ourselves off the track, we simply start again.
Life… stay sunny.
This is us at this very moment…
Registration starts in 15 minutes!
Cake … Short Skirt, Long Jacket
May we appreciate our similarities while respecting our differences.
We each have our own take.
Be kind. Understand. Accept. Appreciate. Love.
So now they wanna fuck with trans children?
As a society we are to force a child that is born into a body that doesn’t match the child’s gender, a child that already feels different, a child that is more often than not outcast from said child’s peers to have to fucking pee in the bathroom of the sex that doesn’t match the very person the child actually is?
A very dear friend, whom I simply adore, made Fearsome his very own Pussy Hat. It arrived yesterday and couldn’t have been more timely. Fearsome is protest ready.
As a child I used to pee before leaving home to go to school. I would not pee again until I got home after school. I often held it for more than 8 hours. I lived in fear of the bullying I received daily for being different. I was effeminate and perceived by the boys in my school as being weak. I was the safe one who they could pick on, taunt and beat up to prove their masculinity to one another. They didn’t fear the queer boy as being able to hurt them back. All this and my body matched my identity. I identified as male, albeit an effeminate one. I can’t imagine the torment of the body not matching my actual self and being subject to the cruelty of immature insecure school age peers.
It’s time to stand up for those who are being shut out. It’s time to stand up for children. It’s time to stand up for what is right. It’s time to stand up for ourselves. It’s time to stand up before it’s too late. We didn’t come this far to go backward.
Not any longer.
We came this far to love enough. We came this far to care enough.
I’ll never forget the first time I saw this film, Fearsome would never let me. He was but a close cropped goatee at the time but none the less he has always loved good cinema.
This scene is classic.
It is fun to see how those with high opinions of themselves react to truth is it not?
Due to unfortunate circumstances the need for a Hero is now upon us.
Is it not time to realize that the Hero we need is us? All we must do is stand up, speak out and help our fellow man. Do right. Stand up. Act.
Support justice and support journalism.
True correct journalism is needed now more than ever. Free news is not news.
Subscribe to good journalism. Why not good upstanding news papers online or in print? Just this week we subscribed to The Washington Post. Give it, or another, a try. Let’s us put our money where our mouth is.
Let us speak out, speak justly, speak truth and speak with love. Love for our fellow man.
There is no black, no white, no brown, no yellow, no gay, no straight, no Jew, no Christian, no atheist, no Muslim, no gender, no anything other than HUMAN.
Hero. Be one.
Credit where credit is due…found over on JMG…
Happy tears tissue time!
Talent like this never dies. May his music live in our hearts.
Thanks Al, we loved you and will miss you. Godspeed.
Roger…thank you for the encouragement, the inspiration and the beauty.
Bill …Wende contacted me this morning to share with me that you passed. May peace be yours. I know that you were a gift to Wende and to your children. I believe you will dance with them, and through them, their entire lives. Godspeed.
Moon River 2Cellos
John Mayer captures one of life’s wonderful pleasures explicitly with his beautiful words and relaxing rythyms.