Tumblr celebrities and other thoughts…
I’m not sure I like getting 10-12 updates a day from tumblr celebrities. But I appreciate their willingness to answer my mindspring questions and be substitute friends.
Sometimes I simply hate my levels of immaturity. (Buddy-apologizes)
I miss Bobby Byrd, and wonder what he thought the next 50 years would bring in 1959 (the year he was elected to Congress). A irrational sign-post: impulsively considering hoping a plane to solemnly walk past Bobby Byrd lie in state.
I suddenly appreciate e-mail histories, and dread what I have deleted out of existence.
Reeved up for two weddings this summer. (Though, these moments a) require structured dancing and b) acknowledgment of aging—-that inevitable, ‘I love my life, but what exactly is my life?)
Oh, Norman! Oh, Norman! We’ll find our way. Do not listen to those dollar-diplomatists who see only another Battle of the Bulge in your writings.
You’re right. So write!
It was with this mindset that I opened the joyful deluge that was the story by Neilan (not Norman).
First mp3 posting on my blog today.
Lastly, here’s the beach:
