It’s still National Poetry Month and I read a couple of submissions from a listener. Ever been waist deep down a hippo’s throat? One guy recently found himself in that situation. So as a public service, I give you tips on what to do if you encounter several different species of wild animals. Maybe one day it will save your life. You’re welcome. Contact me. See ya next time…
Greetings everyone! Still here. Still surviving. How about you? This week I notice some of my tastes have changed. I must get to the bottom of it. It’s National Poetry Month so I read one of my own poems called “Knoxville, Summer 1985.” Feel free to submit one of yours and I’ll be happy to read it on the podcast. I’ve been recently trying to figure out what parts of “me” are real and what parts are illusion. The truth is, it’s mostly illusion. probably the same with you too. See you next time, friends!
It was the mid 80s and everyone seemed to be joining cults. I might as well jump in too, right?? Here’s the story of how I almost joined a religious cult and how I escaped in the dark of night. After dinner. Before the head lice. Not sure anyone really cared. Also, Living Color is the band I had a brain-coma on. You’re welcome. Have a good week, friends!
After being taken over by the flu this week I reevaluate what it means to be in charge of one’s body and one’s life. It’s almost April, the month for fools but not for ghosts. Go figure. I realize I should not have been ignoring Nathaniel Rateliff and the Night Sweats the past 10 years. I’m still recovering my friends. Hopefully Monday will find me healthier, stronger and not as sweaty.
I recorded this episode, processed it and then forgot to upload it to the distributor. I shouldn’t be trusted to do a podcast. I have no idea what I’m doing. Next week will be better! I bet…
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I had to practice last week’s topic this week and let go of a friendship. And, surprisingly, it wasn’t so bad. I’m not sure my wife knows how to make chili. I’m sure she thinks she knows how but she also thinks she made a good choice in a spouse. I have to figure out how to let her know. I’m noticing a resistance to aging in me and I’m trying to stop it. But when I realize it’s been almost 40 years since St. Elmo’s Fire, it kind of hurts. See you soon, my friends.
Well. This week has been rather hectic and I completely bailed on podcast duties. I never do that and I apologize. It’s also been a week of letting go. I had to let go of one of my favorite things ever. I thought I was going to have to let go of my art gallery. There’s a time to let everything go. Do you know when it is in your life? Okay, I’ll let you go…
I introduce my new video podcast this week and make plans to do some tinkering behind the scenes of Apocaleptic which, hopefully, no one will even notice. Let’s see how that goes. I feel like discussing art a bit. What exactly is art? What do you consider art? It’s a strange and subjective subject that even art professionals can’t agree on. But just because a kid can do it doesn’t mean it isn’t real art, right? I dunno. Let me know what you think. Have a great weekend friends.
I planted a tree today. I don’t normally plant trees. What I really want is a job eating chicken. I don’t know how to make that work since I’m vegetarian but I hope there is a way to solve that minor problem. Are you collecting experiences in your life and making them who you are? I do that sometimes but I’m going to stop. Maybe you can stop with me. I mean if you want to. See you later in the week.
Counting down the days until St. Patrick’s Day, how about you? I desperately need a pot of gold and a green beer. After last week’s discussion about the new Tennessee law to regulate drag shows, I checked up on some other insane laws out there. There are a lot of them. Don’t go out and get arrested now! Have a great weekend, friends. See you on Monday!
