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  • Times They Are A Changing





    Well friends the earth has turned and time has passed on.  I have missed being here, maybe just being, but in truth I am more now than I have probably ever been. The transitioning time I have gone through feels like Christ's three days - I have seen hell and I am now in heaven.  From divorce to moving in with an angel I have traveled a path that has been both hard and rewarding; I am now who I am more than I have ever been.  To that end I have just moved in with my true partner and I have "almost" sold my condo - and times they are a changing.


    I am truely happy.


    I apologize for not writing, and I am most apologetic to no one else but myself.


    I have sort of a Zen question for you.  You know the old ditty "if a tree falls in the forest and ..."  Well I have another, maybe more complete, question. 


    If you could not hear, could not see, could not speak and could feel nothing at all - would you still be?  And if so, who whould you be? 


    My head hates questions like that messed up stuff.


    Ahh - the warm thrill of the blog, or did I just wet myself?

  • Enter the Ring


    I went to a friends wedding this summer; weather hot and sweaty and in your suit you thank God, not only for the blessing of the couple in white and black at the front of the crowd but that the event is at a modern, air conditioned church.


    The reception, held at a yacht club on a river that leads to the Atlantic, was fine - plenty of the usual faire and good friends all around.


    Then, during my usual ham handed hacking at digital photography I found these rings.  Given out as party favors these are the simple glow rings you see at every carnival, street parade and baseball game.  Maybe it was just the time of night, the fact that we were at a wedding where rings were traded and lives entwined, or the way these colors glowed a little brighter at the table.


    Colors Looped



    Or maybe it was just me who was looped ...






  • Evil Work Around

    Can this message be posted ... we'll see

    Richard Fike


  • Internet Usage Policy Jail


    I'm raking my cup across the jail bars and no one listens?  Really it is I who can't speak.


    My company moved in to a spanking new building and lo and behold I find out Xanga is now on the list of forboten sites, right up there with www.younglustyblondes.com and www.gambletillyourbroke.com - just silly










    Access to this web page is restricted.
     

    Accessing, storing or transmitting the contents of this website is in violation of Large Uber Corps Internet Usage Policy. If you have a business need to view this page, contact your manager.


    Click Internet Usage Policy to view the Company's policy regarding Internet usage.


    But there is always email posting ... mwoohhaaaaa, hhhhaaaaa hhaaaa ... oh shut up.



     

  • Always Niagara


    Lest you think I had melted, shriveled in the impassioned sun, laid low gasping the warm wet washcloth of air placed over my mouth; I have not.  I traveled home, to where the "sun don't shine", back to Western New York and made a trip to the river george and her mighty falls.


    Bridal Falls (US), Canadian Falls distant



    After the water falls and churns and flows below the old bridge



    It leads to a Fort at the mouth of the river on the Great Lake Ontario







  • Chicken Ice Packs



    I got quite the chuckle from the note you left, "Chicken Ice packs" it said,
    underneath a smiley with a kiss and hug.
    And the smiley's lips curled in, the eyes slanted down,
    it knew where we had been, what we had done and wicked grinned



    You curled the note around my keys,
    in through the ring, coiled reminder of our weekend spoils.

  • One More Thing


    Farmhouse In The Scottish Countryside



    Whilst "Charlie" and "Bonnie" will be making the weekend something akin to pea soup I'll be thinking of cool clear Scottish air.  I hope the shows at the Newport Jazz Festival won't get rained out!  It's the 50th year and man that show is going to swing!!!  Have a great weekend everyone ...

  • The Morning Call


    Loch in front of the "Five Sisters"



    My Cardinals are back again, eeeping and chirping in the forsythia bushes outside my window.  They are a set of young birds, males already fire-engine red, the females beige with dark eye liner like swatches around their eyes, orange bills and rosy red tails.  What a way to wake up!  The newly released nestlings haven't learned the typical skittish Cardinal behavior; they sit there, eeep, look at me, hop to the next branch, hop up, fly away.  And there I stood only in my boxers and without the morning hazy gaze, when I started to notice the corners of my mouth were stretched, my cheeks tight - I couldn't smile any wider if I tried.

  • Knights In White Satin



    Castle Eilean Donan - One Of Many Castles I Visited While In Scotland

    Never Reaching the End.


    I wish you a Moody Blues Day.


    I remember when I was a kid somewhere around nineth or tenth grade when it seems the world was starting to crush down on you the exhaustion from trying to be conform be whatever you don't know sucking the life out of you when you are too young to know it I would come home from school in that grey to dark time of day and on my old Fisher Stereo with the integrated record player I would drop the Moody Blues.  Dum Dum, Dum Dum, de da du, Dum Dum de Dum Dum the old press board speakers humm in the bass distorting the sounds of the cars on the highway outside softening the lights they cast through my windows turning from cold Great Lake Grey to Halogen Blue white as my mind drifted to places and the sound of the vinyl as it spun around popped and I drifted down to the comfortor comorted in pan sounds dad coming home must be supper time hmmm.

  • A Pie By Any Other Name



    Would taste as sweet as a Pukka Pie.


    Man, if it doesn't say Pukka, it's not good!