Category: Musing

Tomorrow the kid who used to hate change becomes the new guy…again. It is a little bit different than some of the past changes but still filled with a mix of those positive butterflies and the ones that make you wonder if you were too clever for your own good. Why? Because sometimes you know… Continue reading The New Guy…Again

Bruce and I share something in common, we ain’t nothing but tired and we’re both dancing in the dark. Ok, maybe it is just me, maybe I am the guy Dancing in the Dark alone and apart, so be it. A member of Cult 45 wandered into a discussion in which I had asked a… Continue reading Spatchcock My Glockenspiel

“There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don’t you?” ― Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi Been on a bit of a tear through Rumi Quotes and thinking about things few will discuss with naked honesty. Still listening to this song… Continue reading The Dinner You Make & The Cake You Bake

Most people never wonder or worry what would happen if a wolf bit their crotch but I know a guy who thought about it. A guy who asked a girl if she would patch up his wounds and tended to his needs if he was indeed bit by a wolf. “Darling, if a wolf masticated… Continue reading If A Wolf Bit Your Crotch