OK. Thanks To My Great Good Friend and Fellow-Blogger, Cherie, I Must Re-Post This One–Not Because I am Vain–But In Spite of My Mis-Placed Vanity

And Because Of My

‘Texan Superiority Complex’


And Because I AM Vain.


“All The Leaves Are Brown”

Take Some Solace:

It Works With My Current Obsession With California…

I’ll Get Over It–

When Cali Eventually Falls Into The Sea.

As She Must–

It Is Written


I have spent a great portion of my life living in California.

First with my Mom back in the Sixties and then Later (Mid 80’s) When I was a Sailor Stationed in San Diego.

I have always loved Cali

(Of Course not as I LOVE Texas, But Love California I did.)

So it is with a Heavy Heart That I Post this Post.

The California

That I loved so Much is Dead to me Now.

And So glad I ‘escaped’ before She Tuned to Literal Shite.

I’d like to hang onto my GOOD Memories of California–All the Times Mom and I would go to San Francisco, Santa Cruz,

And of course


And 39613 Bruning Street

Michelle Phillips is such a petite, beautiful lady.

I have ALWAYS Adored Her

Love You Cass Elliot et al–Wonderful Talent in This Group


What Would You Say Now Joni?

Dearest Joni, Pretty sure California has broken your Heart as it has mine. I love you Joni for this magical Song–and for ALL of your Magical Songs–You are such an important part of my life. And you will always remain, holding a very special place in my heart.

Until Death do us part. I hope I go first. I do not wish to live in a world without you, Joni Mitchell


Moving on–My fawning desire over Joni,

for now, sated

(But trust me: It will resurface, and probably much sooner than later)


And this Saddens Me. Me, The Eternal Cock-Eyed Optimist, But Some things Are Perma-Broken and I see no Chance of Fixing Them Anytime soon:

Street Cred: Paul Joseph Watson