Fine... Thanks.

At this time of the year, one is oft supposed to remark on what they are thankful for. I have done a couple of blogs on this very thing. One more ain't gonna kill no one!!!

People

I do not like people. People usually like me. I don't make the rules on this sort of thing. I do have a special cadre of peeps in my life that make the whole "getting out of bed thingy" tolerable.

I work with some good people. Some salt of the Earth types. I have gone round and round with more than a few with my "Leftist" stances, on a myriad topics. At one old job, after I had left, an older gent had to have a quadruple bypass. I hope I had something to do with that. AND THAT WAS SOMEONE I WAS NOT ACTIVELY ROOTING AGAINST! Think about that!

I have a good boss with who I don't "Hate". She is a damn hard worker and sets an absolutely brutal standard/work ethic that I have no desire to attain. She will be the first to admit that her work/life balance is slightly skewed. So is mine... towards the opposite end of the spectrum.

The next strata of peeps are virtual. the Facebook people... All 40 some odd of you. I am not out trying to amass the numbers, who I have no clue who they are. I go through a culling about twice a year... No activity of merit in the past six months? Buh bye.

I have the sites I visit, with their chat rooms. I am known and welcomed, by name, in a couple. "High" or "HPB"... That's me. I love DJ'ing in the rooms. It is the mission to play the right song for the mood of the room, and keeping people talking. I have met a couple of these cats in the "Real". Good people.

The people I meet in the "Real" on a more consistent basis can be counted on one hand with fingers to spare. If you have seen me "live" in the past month, you know who you are. You are the creme de la creme.

Mom and Dad. I have written many a sentence about these two. My life has been immeasurably bettered by their example and through their love and guidance. Oh... infinite fucking patience on their end was pretty helpful.

Lily... The damn dog. She is doing fine, and keeps me sane. And on schedule.

Places

I am thankful for have a damn good memory. Really incredible one, considering the self induced chemical poisoning that was also known as "High School"... I am amazed at how clearly I channel places by smells or songs...

If I smell honeysuckle I am instantly transported to Goldman St., between Center and Freeman in Duncanville, TX... On my way to Central Elementary school, 1982-ish. There was a long row of honeysuckle along the sidewalk on the east side of the road...

The song "Ride On" by AC/DC will whisk me back to Hwy 77, heading out to the house after a night of "debauchery"... Jimmy Bryan introducing me to Bon Scott era AC/DC. Late April, or early May of 1987.

I can go to these places... And I am thankful.

I am thankful because I am not quite enthralled with the location at present. Texas is wearing thin on my soul. This is the longest continuous stretch of time I have spent anywhere. Ever. Wanderlust is kicking in. If I win a lottery of some sort, all you would see is a spinning computer chair. Contrails of paper in my wake.

Things

I am a materialistic type for the most part. I have a firm belief in things I can see, hold, touch. These items don't let you down. They are replaceable without consequence or emotional blackmail!These things fill a lot of the holes in my soul... Never quite to the brim. There is always something else I would not mind obtaining.

In no discernible order - New bike (more mountainous, 29er?, due to Garland's roads sucking major dick). A left handed six string (why not?). 3D Printer.... SEX BOTS FOR EVERYONE!!! Trip to Zealand. This ties into the "Places" blurb above. I WILL travel a fuck-ton more before I die. This I swear.

I am uber, uber thankful for my car. I love that little motor scooter! I have not even broken it in yet. In one year, I threw about 6200 miles on it. 900 of them were on a trip to Memphis.

One last thankful thing... This weekend, I have spent four days not doing ANYTHING (except for that one thing that starts with "M" and ends in "inecrafting"), I  was privy to seeing something I have not witnessed in close to 25 years... I saw new footage of the Millennium Falcon flying. I whooped... I fist pumped... I shed a tear... I was 13 again... watching that gorgeous Corellian vessel bank and turn as I had never seen and it was GLORIOUS.

Jar Jar Abrams... THANK YOU for that taste/hint of things to come.

In the end, nouns fucking rock,

d

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