Saturday, September 23, 2006

The Real Captain Spaulding and Other Crap

If nothing else comes from this MySpace fetish, the fact that Sid Haig and Blue Clocks Green have official pages makes it all worthwhile.

Sid Haig is a true hero, he played Captain Spaulding in the Devil's Rejects and House of 1000 Corpses (to name a few) and he's been a favourite actor of mine for years. Blue Clocks Green is/was the group responsible for "Hemingway," one of my longest-standing personal anthems. So I guess there really is more to the place than scantily-clad teenage sluts an predators looking for scantily-clad teenage sluts. Who knew?

It's a grey rainy day in scenic Dobbs Ferry, I love this weather. It's not cold enough but it's getting there. The Ryder Cup is going strong and it seems the US Team has finally come to life. I've got "Crazy Game of Poker" going for the third time since I woke up, I don't know what the Hell it is with this song but I really should thank O.A.R. for giving me a song that acts as a pill for my mind. And Jeckles for introducing me to O.A.R.

It seems as though things are finally coming together for me. I'm finally getting caught up with everything, somehow I'm doing it. Woo! I'm starting to feel contented and that's a new one for me. People have asked me how it feels to see the station take off so far beyond expectations. It feels utterly and completely amazing. I can't describe it but for once one of my 'things' is really succeeding. It's validating.

There isn't much to complain about. Old friends have been reappearing and it's another bonus, it's like Karma finally caught up with me and realised it was behind in the rewards department. It's not about living in the past. It's about friends who are gone and then come back. New friends are treasures too but I had a great past and it's wonderful to be brought back into contact with old friends who move from the past to the present. I guess it really is true that when you lose some you gain some.

Templeton went to the vet last week. The brain-damaged cat they said would never go over 7-8 pounds, would never jump or be graceful and would never be totally healthy is a 100% healthy 9 pound 5 ounce cat that jumps like a gazelle and manages not to knock anything over. I figure he'll gain at least a pound when he goes upstate and eats whatever my dad eats. Mmmm, kitties love london broil.

'Longfellow Serenade.. Such were the plans I made... For she was a lady and I was a dreamer with only words to trade' Just came on and seems fitting. 'Ride, come on baby ride.. Let me make your dreams come true..'

Contented. It's a glorious word, isn't it? How many people can say they actually feel contented with 99% of their life? I'll save the other 1% for when this whole dental implant ordeal is in the past but even that seems easier to deal with these days. I'm even singing along with the station songs and not sounding horrid.

Life is good again. Finally.

1. I’m happy for you. Have a good weekend. *HUGS* and cookies.

   Bobby McGee  on  09/23  at  04:44 PM

2. *catches himself singing “Sex on the Phone” and glares about for the culprit*

    on  09/23  at  10:12 PM

3. That’s great !

   SEV  on  09/24  at  09:18 AM
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