Today I was walking by the river, and I heard an elk bugle.  I turned to look, it wasn't a real elk.  Just some dude with a camoflage hat and pickup truck practising his elk calls while driving over the bridge.

    Mom picked up a murder mystery dinner party game at Level 12 today.  Looks like she might catch the Game Master bug yet.  It's fun going to town with her.

     Got an old marvel "Conan the Barbarian" graphic novel from 1978 for 10 cents while yard saleing. Cover is torn off though.

     Went to a second hand store looking for a rocking chair and a pin-striped suite.  While leaving, there was a little girl reading a book while her mom shopped.  We both agree that is one of the most wonderful things to see.

Now it's time for...name that tune!

"As I walk I think about a new way to walk,

As I think I'm using up the time left to think,

And this train keeps rollin off the track,

Tryin to act like someone else,

Tryin to go where it's been uninvited."

here's your hint: TMBG

Ok,

     So  now I find myself fueled by the fact that I'm nuttier than a fruitcake.  Getting along in the world didn't do me so good.  I tried to go out there and mix with the other animals.  Always on the outside looking in.  Got altered for a long time and proved myself hardcore.  Now I've got a brain half scrambled. 

     This is probably my saving grace.  I'm batty enough to accept the Higher Power concept.  I loopy enough to be entertained by simple things.  And for some reason, the plight of the human race doesn't bother me much anymore... like I would have been some kind of savior-hero-dude or something.

     Naw.  I'm just some guy who's learned a bunch of stuff, wrote a bunch of stuff, sat on the devil's horn a few too many times, and got touched on the head in the soft spot by God.  I'm lucky to be typing.

     Here's to a late night rambling, and a bit of jangling on down my darkened street.  Note to self, I think about things too much.  Be here now.  Don't let future/past, never get there/ never be back again- reach out and tug me by the brain, heart and nads.

     Here's to being able to giggle when it gets bad.  Here's to the color black.  Here's to the other circus freaks who now have normal jobs.  Here's to the highlight of my day, helping a kid with his math homework... it got me totally stoked that I can still think and enjoy it.

    That was a close one.  My blog was totally fubar'd for a while.  Finally got in and blindly removed extra HTML until it was fixed.  Dang stuff was like trolling for magic nose goblins.  Anyhow, its fixed and I'm back up and running.

     I've been reading so much lately that the computer hasn't held much appeal.  Not a bad thing, but there's only so much reading I can do, and only so much computer time I can do.  I went totally ballistic today for want of human contact.  Went to see a girl I know today, no answer at the door, even though she was home.  Felt like pounding my head against the aluminum siding.  People must still not think much of me.  I've been antisocial for a reason, to stay out of my old patterns, and she's one of the only safe people I know in this town.  Anyhow, I hope I'm not hated for my long absence, or my past mistakes.

     I'm going to be persistant, so I guess we'll see.