It's been a bumpy bumpy coupla months...thanks to all who have left messages and beautiful words of support and encouragement...I've had to take a step back from the blog sphere for a bit and concentrate on gettin' back to the feel good. Not quite there yet, but hopefully someday soon I'll be rockin' the blog hardcore once again! Being hit by a car sucks. Being taken out by a VW Golf sucks even more. I would have preferred being propelled up up and away by one of those SA-WEET '70's muscle cars that handle like a dream and are driven by dudes with handlebar pornstaches.
Somewhere out there, right now, this shirt...exists.
But no...I was treated to a nice road rash facial courtesy of some lady singing along with Celine's Titanic torture theme, who when makin' the high note O-face, didn't see me in the crosswalk. Cross hairs more like it...
But c'est la vie as Robbie Neville once said, and continues to say in song, as the rest of him idles away with Terence Trent D'Arby in the files of, ya, you know..."where are they now". Hot damn, those files just keep gettin' bigger and bigger as music sees less and less of bands with real staying power. Those "where are they now files" are gonna need housing much like the airplane hangar size storage bunker seen at the end of Raiders of the Lost Ark.
So thank, thank you to all who have left truly beautiful comments...you are so key in the recovery process...thanks for all your positive medicine!
Be back soon. With bells and muscle cars on.
currently listening to: The Thrills, Let's Bottle Bohemia