And good will toward men

Getting ready to do some last minute stuff for Christmas.
Spent part of yesterday morning getting my last series of spinal shots (L3, L4, L5), then spent the second part of the day sort of fuzzy from the sedative they gave me.  Right now I'm a bit fuzzy from lack of sleep (my insomnia is still working); my back is a bit stiff, and my left leg is a bit weak, but almost all the pain is gone for now.

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No complaints or raving today.  I'd like to wish a happy holiday weekend for anyone who drops by, regardless of your personal beliefs.  I'm not religious myself, but I have no problem wishing people a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, or whatever you believe in.  The important thing is that there should be a time when people can all put aside their complaints against one another and just show some good will to others.  After all, we're all related if you go back far enough.

I'm neither dead nor comatose, but you couldn't prove it by me.

It's been several weeks since I posted, and I don't really have a good reason, because I do enjoy writing and ranting.  I haven't really been feeling up to snuff since the cold weather started (getting up in the morning when it's 16º F outside tends to be discouraging), and haven't been doing my usual photographing.  I usually get some inspiration from the internet, but every time I look at the news, I get overwhelmed by the huge avalanche of WTF? that cascades onto the screen.  I'm already sick of the presidential campaigns, and we still have almost a year left to go; either we will have the narcissist socialist that is there now, or one of two RINO dumbasses for president.  I have a feeling the country is doomed no matter which one of the Three Stooges wins.

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My friend Meleah has lost her grandfather.  From reading about him in her posts, he seems to have been quite a character, and someone I think I would have liked.  She and her family have my deepest sympathies.
That's one of the (many) problems with getting older, the people you care about the most start disappearing, and leaving you with nothing but photos and memories.  Make the most of the people you love now, otherwise you'll regret it later.

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Still no news about why the killer in Belgium attacked all those people.  I'm getting the feeling he may have a lone nut case, but usually they give some sort of idea of an agenda.  This guy just gathered up a bunch of weapons (all illegally, by the way) and started attacking people without warning.  

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Any favorites or comments on this bunch?  Some of them may seem a little dark, but sometimes I get in a melancholy (not depressed) mood, and my music choices can reflect it.  Bear with me, please.

"I Wanna Go Back" by Eddie Money
"The Thrill Is Gone" by B. B. King
"For What It's Worth" by Buffalo Springfield
"Someday Never Comes" by Creedence Clearwater Revival
"Just a Pilgrim" by Jim Byrnes
"Whispering Pines" by Johnny Horton
"The Actor" by The Moody Blues
"I Am A Rock" by Simon & Garfunkel
"Have a Nice Day" by Bon Jovi
"One of the Living" by Tina Turner

One of my favorites by Jim Byrnes, actor, songwriter, and blues singer.

This road to the harbor is all that I know
I'm here at the crossroads, which way do I go?
I've been lost, sometimes found
Down this road, that's where I'm bound
With all of the others, we all travel alone


I'm just a pilgrim on the side of the road
Yes, Lord, I'm a pilgrim on the side of the road


This road to the harbor is paved with our tears
I've been out here walking for what seem like long years
I wonder, how can this be, that they all feel like me?
All of these others, though we travel alone


I'm just a pilgrim on the side of the road
Yeah, Lord, I'm a pilgrim on the side of the road


Please don't let me find that I've been left behind
Hope I will reach the end before dark night closes in


This road to the harbor out here under the sun
I'm tired, Lord, I am weary, my race halfway run
But I must, I will soldier on, even when hope is all gone
All of the others, we have to travel alone


I'm just a pilgrim on the side of the road
Yeah, Lord, I'm a pilgrim standing at the side of the road
Yeah, sometime I, sometime I, sometime I need help on my journey
I'm just a pilgrim on the side of the road





One of Tina's best, in my opinion.