That's pretty scary ain't it? The thing that sucks about blogging is that I OH SO want to know what's on your mind, but I ain't got no means to access that.
So, once again, you're stuck with me, my mind.
Fred Sanford comes to mind. Whenever I watch a rerun and I see him joltingly stagger, clutch his heart and question "Is this The Big One?" I think we all, all of us old enough to remember crawling under our desks in grade school in the 50's, 60's, 'duck and cover', hopeful salvation from potential nuclear fallout, think about. Is this The Big One? We're all gonna die, there are just a lot of fill in the blanks regarding same.
I'm also like Fred in mess. He was a junk dealer. Gal I worked with complained and complained about the husband created mess in their garage, it never getting cleaned up, thus, her cell phone was programmed with the Sanford and Son theme song when he called her. My car is a mess. Don't really care, but, it is on my mind. If I ever did have another date it'd be like, "ahm, canya gimme till March? I gotta clean my car out."
And then there's Willie, well his song at least....
Me. After a 7 yr marriage, a 20 something marriage, a couple live in, near misses, certainly has to have blog readers asking, thinking, What in the hell is wrong with him? Which in turn, of course, weighs heavily, me constantly asking ME, what in the hell is wrong with me.
Victor? Huh? You talk to much. NO I DONT! I type too much!
Maybe I didn't love youQuite as often as I could haveMaybe I didn't treat youQuite as good as I should haveIf I made you feel, oh, second best (you did, you did)Girl, I'm sorry I was blind
Eh, boring. So, like Romper Room, I see you (enter blog reader names here) and I wonder.. if maybe you think...
Hmmm 5 dealerships. That line ain't selling well. This one is. Scrap one, double the size of the other? Or, sell all, bask in the sun until infinity. Would I get bored? Sunburned?
I see ______ and he's thinking, should i/we stay in this state, sell one of the houses, or, continue the best of both worlds?
Then there's ______... should we be eyeballing potential forever and a day properties here in Mehico? We could do it now if we wanted. Do we wanna?
I see _______ and her mind, maybe(?) is going "We've GOT to get going on more girls trips while we can! Let's!
Maybe some are.. should we move home, or, is this now our real home? Maybe, one kid here, one kid there, stay put or uproot?
Long range planning for me is lunch. I would love to, I think, get a conversion van (or some kinda vehicle where, "here, come sleep in our Cracker Barrel (or WallyWorld) lot." That's on my mind, lots, probably never will do it. (I'm reminded over 30 years ago I overheard "Victor is a bullshitter", and that, ah.. is always on my mind.
Ain't words impacting? You ever had a verbal tattoo? That's when someone is not very complimentary and, right Willie(?) It's always on your mind? I gotta shoebox full that I frequently pull one out and box myself.
Victor, you're weird. That don't bother me. I like me. Not overly, but I do.
You were always on my mindYou were always on my mind
Money. I think money is on a lot of our minds and in varying ways. More, more, more, or maybe oh please last long enough until I have my Fred Sanford clutch my heart moment.
When you were always on my mindYou were always on my mind
Tell meTell me that your sweet love hasn't diedAnd give meGive me one more chance to keep you satisfiedI'll keep you satisfied
Still with me? I don't 'always on my mind' think like that...about 2nd go's. HECK, three aren't even on Earth any longer.
Victor you'll regret this blog.
Nah, either ya like me or ya don't. I love life. I don't like worry but, I think we all do it. Honest, I don't have guilt from my past. Sure, "coulda, shoulda done better." Can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing I ain't pretty and my legs are thin. That. Don't bug me.
Little things I should have said and doneI just never took the timeBut you were always on my mind (you were always on my mind)You were always on my mindYou were always on my mind (you were always on my mind)You were always on my mind
A mind is like a parachute, it only works when it's open.
"The mind is everything. What you think you become."
Buddha
Wonder if Buddha had ex gf's? Hindsight that got stuck in his brain? Itchy itchy rashes?
Blog reader you are always on my mind but, I'm blind to your thoughts about Your thoughts.
Life ain't necessarily all about who you gave (or received) the One HUGE Valentines Day card in the package. If yours is, I'm truly happy for you.
Peggy Gross, 2nd grade. Now she'll be added to the list of Always on My Mind.
On the road again. I can't wait to get on the road again.
Victor, that's bullshit, you'll never do it.
Damnit Jim, that hurt. Just kidding.
Love, always, Victurd
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