May 21, 2018
For some reason my latest poem was about a fart. Who the hell writes poetry about farts? I'm not some 12 year old writing silly poems about boobs and farts am I? Hell no, at least I hope not. I'm 42 years old. It's time to create some real, honest, and kick ass poetry once again.
Apr 1, 2018
Crawling back to what feels familiar and natural.
Music shines through as the drinks keep on coming.
Another great band.
Another night of familiar memories.
Another night of new memories.
Another night of great music.
God, I love this song!
So it seems we have made it well past the age of 27.
Even into our mid-thirties and forties.
If we've made it this far then who
or what can stop us now?
Well, maybe Death.
Yeah, Death can probably stop us but so what.
Death is just Death right?
Nothing more....nothing less.
Mar 22, 2018
Beer....thought about drinking less alcohol this year but then again maybe not. I like to drink beer. Beer is more or less like a soda to me now. I really don't drink beer to get drunk anymore. Now I just drink it to have something nice and refreshing to drink for dinner or I might have a few beers to unwind after a hard day at work. Sometimes you just need a beer, you know. Let's hear it for beer.
1, 2, 3, Cheers! 4 Beer!