I must confess. I feel like a complete dunce, dork or whatever you would care to call a halfwit like me. I have been trying to share some pictures with all of you for the past week- things weren't coming along as i would have liked them... however I have managed to put together an album on the link below.

yours most densely,


Music Time Warp

I like music. I really do… sometimes however, I feel like I am stuck in a time warp. I can’t seem to get the late 70’s and 80’s music out of my head. My daughters like to call it dinosaur music.
I have put together some verses from different songs I used to sing along to. They are forever imprinted in my mind. Some of you younger people may have heard them remixed or redone. Am I alone in this dimension??? Comment and tell me who you think did the songs below. It was all a long time ago.... may have gotten some lines wrong .. correct me.

All the times that I’ve cried
Keeping all the things I knew inside
Its hard but its harder to ignore it
If they were right I’d agree
But its them they know no not me


Well baby you can cry all night
But that will never change the way that I feel
The snow is really piling up outside
I wish I didn’t have to leave you here
..... I tried to show you just how much I cared
But you've been cold.. to me so long
Im crying icicles instead of tears.

You’ll never find your gold on a sandy beach
You’ll never drill for oil on a city street
I know you are looking for a ruby in a mountain of rocks


When I look in your eyes are those tears that I see?
Are they over me,
I am not worth it you see
For I’m the kind of guy
Who’s always on the road
And wherever I lay my hat
That’s my home


There she stood in the doorway
She had a Mercedes Benz
She had a lot of pretty pretty boys
She called friends
How they danced in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some danced to remember, some danced to forget


Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone like dusk to dawn
Dream on dream on
Dream until your dreams come true




My fingers are itching to go and I feel a sense of anticipation of the release I am about to get. Sort of like the feeling you get when it dawns on you that your attempt to give up smoking has failed dismally and you are about to light up for the first time in three days!!! That kind of feeling. Over the last couple of weeks I haven’t written much of anything save for a couple of comments on a few blogs. I was touched by the desperation I read on a blog recently that reminded me of the people I know that have contemplated suicide. Suicide is too final. I urge all to take care hang in there.

My heart is
As I surrender to
The pressures of today
Hoping that tomorrow will be easier
Knowing that I cannot wish my problems away
Blinded by my tears of hopelessness I look for a way out of this mess

I see them all, some big, some fading
Some are grown others just born
Maturing quickly to haunt me; unrelenting
They are mine; these problems
How am I expected to handle them alone?

IN the timeline of life I see my future
Paraded before me is what could have been
I saw that problems starting out larger than life
With each passing day they grow smaller
They joys of success of grandchildren and a richness of life

AS my soul floats away leaving my body in the bath crimson strings in water
Slowly but surely emptying this sad life into the tub Leaving
An empty shell that held so much promise
So many lost chances
I missed a lot
Should’ve waited