Spontaneous Apple Creation 5 / 27 / 12... a great one.
Thanks for all the calls.

Now that I've dropped a full keg of PBR on my foot, I have time to type the playlist. Just call me Gimpy. Here goes...

Spontaneous Apple Creation - Arthur Brown
Yardbirds - Shapes Of Things
Jimi Hendrix - I Don't Live Today (Live)
The Doors - Unknown Soldier
Janis Joplin - To Love Somebody
Van Morrison - Streets Of Arklow
Traveling Wilburys - Tweeter & The Monkeyman
Bob Dylan - Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues
Joan Baez - Diamonds & Rust
Leonard Cohen - Darkness
Fotheringay - John The Gun
Fairport Convention - Matty Groves
Van Der Graaf Generator - Killer
The Groundhogs - Wages Of Peace
Edgar Broughton Band - Hurricane Man
Axe - Silent Soldiers
*David Crosby - Nighttime For The Generals (Live)
*Neil Young - Old Man
Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Powderfinger
Stephen Stills - Do For The Others
*Johnny Cash - Solitary Man
Bob Seger System - Ramblin' Gamblin' Man
Strawberry Alarm Clock - Incense & Peppermints
Blues Magoos - (We Ain't Got) Nothing Yet
Crow - Evil Woman
The Byrds - Turn! Turn! Turn!
Dead Boys - Shot Down In Flames
Sugarloaf - Don't Call Us
*Pearls Before Swine - I Saw The World
Eric Burdon & War - Pretty Colours
Burdon / Witherspoon - Laws Must Change
Free - Mr Big (Live)
Hot Tuna - Extrication Love Song
Jefferson Airplane - Feel So Good
Paul Kantner - Flowers Of The Night
Jerry Garcia - The Wheel
Bob Weir - Playing In The Band
April Wine - Slow Poke
Humble Pie - One-eyed Trouser Snake Rumba
Damnation Of Adam Blessing - NYC Woman
Head East - Fly By Night Lady
Horslips - Loneliness
Santana - Batuka / No One To Depend On

...There you have it Volume III for Summer 2012

* denotes request

Another SPAC Post

I'm afraid I won't be on the air over Xmas... WLVR 91.3
Still no mode of transportation for this old Hippie, so I can't get there...
Not to mention a permanent residence - so no Xmas tree this year either -sigh-
Chin Up - Better Luck Next Year (I Hope). Only about 3 weeks left in this stinking year - and I was just getting used to writing 2010 on the checks to the electric company...
AAAaaaaarrrrgggggghhhh!!!

Peace
P.S.
Maybe I should buy a camel instead of a car. Hmmmmm...

After The Binge...

Love lasts forever (so they say) - and trying to fit all you've got into a 3 day holiday with that someone special who's been away for a while can be somewhat exhausting...

We did a bit of drinking for his birthday.

The next day was spent cuddling.

The only quiet time we spent was for about 15 minutes when I was taking him back. I was driving - and I glanced over occasionally as he gazed out the window in silence. I finally smacked his leg and said "Shut - up! You're too fucking loud!" We both roared as we stopped for the last drink together. I looked in his baby blue eyes and tearily said "I'm missing you already."

He kissed me and went to stand in the doorway, watching as I pulled away.
I never wanted to go.

I'm counting the seconds till I see you again Little Brother...

Return of the Mountain Man

I know it's been a while, but I thought I might start up blogging again...
Last year after Google so thoughtfully decided to block my main blog, =CoffeeHouseStudio= without letting me access and fix whatever the hell problem they said there was so... I kinda lost heart for blogging.

You would think that they would put someone there to contact for help - but I guess they're too busy to help out with a "free blog"...

That was a few year's work they just decided to ditch and it was a real pain in the ass. I thought they were going after this one next - so I just stopped... Since that time, I found a few of the old archives here.

Things have changed quite a bit for me - not everything good - but I'm not gonna whine about it here. At least I still have a job and a roof over my head (for who knows how long).

Digger's gone out to the Southwest wilderness - and Moochie's run away, but I'm still here plugging away every day.

I need to get a hold of my old friends at the station to see if I can actually do a Summer Break Show. That always makes me feel like a bona fide human being again - so what the hell...

Taking some Time

I'm sitting here relaxing a bit - finally able to take a breath.

Had a bit of a hassle when I went to the prison last night - and I only got to see the D-Man for about 5 minutes. Frisking is not all it's made out to be... (visits are supposed to be a half hour long - I suppose if you don't happen to be wearing a hat, bandanna and a tie-dye.)

At least he got to see his daughter. Hope he's alright.

Looks like I'll be getting him out of the slammer soon (I hope... if all goes well).

Got him a lawyer Tuesday, and he's awesome. Calmed me down immensely.

Then I got an extended "line of credit" at the bank - signing the papers next Monday (thank gawd it went through). Then it's off to the Courthouse to pay the lawyer and the first set of fines . With Luck, he'll be transferred, the lawyer will show up and ask for a hearing, and I'll pay the second set of fines (the big ones) at the Courthouse in the next county - and he'll be released in time for the Fourth (please). Brings new meaning for me to the Independence Day thing...

Can't wait to give him a big fat hug and then a good bare-assed licking. I still think that cop had a hard-on for my man. If you'd have seen the smile on his face when he slapped the cuffs on... you'd know what I mean.

Damn this is such a racket it seems.
The charges were dropped years ago on the first warrant, but the fine still has to be paid.

Why?

What Would You Do For A Klondike® Bar?

I certainly wish that this black cloud would blow away. It's been hanging around for much too long. Dropped my hard drive and lost 45,000 music files. That really sucks. The radio show will probably be a little lean this week without them.

Saw D-Man in prison yesterday, joked that orange wasn't really his color - and that he shouldn't drop the soap - and then cried later on (not in front of him). He looked good in spite of the circumstances. I wanted to give him a big hug - but that damn glass is pretty thick. We each held our hands up to the glass at the end of the short visit and stared into each others' eyes.

I miss him so damn bad. Every night I keep looking over at the chair he used to sit in while we watched Family Guy together and bawl my eyes out.

Feeling a bit helpless and frustrated. He doesn't know what the other charge against him could be... I had the money to pay his fine, but they told me that if I paid it he would be transferred to another prison. Need to seek more legal advice. Problem is, I don't have any more money. Rent and auto insurance are due at the same time so I'm kinda strapped right now, financially.

I guess I need to hit the lottery. Thank gawd, at least that I have a job... These times are not the best economically speaking. Many friends are unemployed. I just need to regroup and think this thing out.

I have the names of two lawyers - now would be a good time to call one, I suppose.

Love or a Genu-ine Facsimile Thereof

• 12:00 am Friday:

Why is it that we can't help ourselves when we fall in Love?
This old Heart always seems to pick the worst scenario.
...or maybe it's just me...

I'm just a hopeless romantic, I suppose.
Doomed to be forever brokenhearted.
Or maybe not...

• 1:00 pm Thursday:

I was pumping gas while D-Man went into the station to get smokes. Next thing I know, they have him cuffed while pulling up his shirt - and tearing his pants open, searching... "Kannst du mikke funge?" - my mouth was wide open in disbelief...

The K-9 'men' told me to go "Get Lost." they said - after running a check on my license. D-Man kissed me in front of them - while handcuffed - wild fucking look in his eyes and said he would call me. They shoved him in the car and wouldn't let me follow, so I ended up going to work.

I'm still waiting to hear from him - a nervous wreck... My heart's been beating miles a minute all day.

I'm just hoping that kiss wasn't a kiss goodbye...

• UPDATE:

1:07 am Saturday:

Got the word on my compadre earlier today. Seems there was a parole violation (in another county from 2005). He didn't show up for a court date in this county, so they're holding him over - Magistrate dropped the charges - but he still has to pay $1,000 or spend 45 days in the slammer, and then go to jail in the other county.

Does that make any sense at all?

I want him back here with me where he belongs...
...Calling a lawyer on Monday. Something seems a bit out of kilter.
B.A.S.T.A.R.D.S.

Another Day In The Life...

Finally heard from Fucker again. Man it was good to hear his voice. Haven't seen him since last Thanksgiving.

Then, one of the waitresses said that my tires looked funny. I went to check only to find that someone loosened the lug nuts on both of the front tires - coincidence??? Who'd do something like that?

Subsequently, I learned of two deaths... It's not been a great year so far. I'm kinda freakin'...

Drac and Blackula showed up at the club last night(perfect timing). I confronted Drac and asked him when it would be convenient for me to pick up the rest of my belongings from Castle Dracula, and he brushed me off by saying his father just died - call him next week. Can't help but wonder why they'd be out celebrating by singing karioke... Just blows my mind. I suppose everyone deals with their grief in different ways.

I went home to find Ms P (a long-time friend of D-Man) in my bed. (my bed happens to be the living room futon right now) She'd had a few too many white russians last evening, and she's gone to the races today. Hope she has a blast. She's a cool lady and deserves some happiness...

D-Man's up at his landscaping job. I hope he doesn't overdo it again like last weekend - lifting heavy equipment. He really scared me - all's well now though. (thank gawd) Old injuries sometimes never heal completely ...and sometimes new injuries will never heal. We try do our best to accomodate an aesthetic quality for mollifying the spirit - but sometimes the body resists.

Time Waits...

D-Man adjusting his big clock...

LOL!

I'm just watching and waiting...

Maybe, one day...

Wouldn't that be nice?

Falling Rocks... Not

Getting older sucks...

Lately I guess I'm becoming prone to getting some kind of anxiety attacks. The old mind spins round & round for a few minutes and I sometimes have a bit of difficulty breathing. Never experienced this type of thing before.

It's a minor pain in the ass, and nothing serious - but it sure as hell can be inconvenient at times.

I need to settle up once and for all with the Counts of Monty 'Crisco'. I suppose that would make a big difference in the way I feel about myself.

It can be a rough thing getting your self esteem back - and I've been down this road before - only this time I seem to have gone a bit closer to the cliff side of the road. It can be a scary thing falling that far down...

I Can't Drive 55

Almost snagged a 12-point buck on the trip back here last night... It was raining, and I saw 6 deer on my side of the road - so I slowed down (luckily). The damn thing ran right into my path from the other side of the highway. I slid across the road like I was on a sheet of ice - and continued homeward bound.

D-Man was home when I got there - all cleaned up and looking ready to go a few rounds - with chicken burritos in the oven for me. He's a sweet little fucker. Damn, I just wanted to grab a hold of him and lay a big wet one on him. I just gave him a big fat bear hug instead... Nobody's ever given enough of a shit about me to do that before. He made me feel like a million bucks (no pun intended).

Got up early today to go in and cook breakfast - because the other cook doesn't seem to know how to use the phone - I drove the 40 minutes down from the mountain, and lo and behold, he was just getting out of the car when I arrived - so I came back home.

D-Man's sleeping in the other room - I can hear his sexy measured breathing... I'm taking him back to the Doctor on Monday to get his throat examined thoroughly (we were in the emergency room last Tuesday night). Wish the best for him - he merits a good break for a change. My heart aches for him - all he ever seems to get is shit on, and he deserves so much better. His good health and happiness will be my only wish as I blow out my birthday candles. I probably don't have very many more left...

...but it's so good to have a home again, and I don't have to wish for that anymore.

A New Chapter Begins... Two Men & A Cat

Finally freed Mooch (my cat) from the clutches of Count Dracula & Count Chocula today. He's here with D-Man & me at the new place. I don't understand why they kept him, really - since they say they are both allergic to cats. It's just mind boggling to me. Holding a cat for ransom...

I still have the futon (which I'm sleeping on) and which they are trying to lay claim to. They have my bed, so... fair trade, as far as I'm concerned. The nerve of some people...

I must return to Castle Dracula one more time to get my upright bass, congas, paintings, art materials and some other personal items.

I wonder if they'll let me take my things - or if they'll say they belong to them.

Drac gave me a list of things that he wants returned - he says they are his, but he knows differently. He's turned into such a lying bastard lately. It's really sad to see what he's become. He called me "irresponsible" and "negligent" in his last phone message. Strangely, although it's not humorous in the least, I got a big laugh out of that. What a putz. At least I got my pussy...

...as the ides come marching in...

Sorry I haven't been updating lately - so much has been happening...
Moving... working...

There never seems to be enough time.
Latest developments in the ongoing saga:

They want to play games it seems.

I went to the old house today to get my cat and a few personal items, but the locks were changed. I then went directly to the police department - where they told me in no uncertain terms - that I have the right as the homeowner to break into my own house.

I will be doing this tomorrow... and if either one gives me a hard time - I will direct the police officers to kindly escort the "gentleman" who has been living in my house since last July O-U-T.

Ode To The Teacher "The Biggest Violin"

I never realized the scope of your hatred - how much you despised me. I suppose the truth had to come out sometime. Although you tried your damnedest, emotions that intense can never be completely hidden.

But, what I will never understand is whatever the reason could have been. I should have remained just a trick to you. Some kind of "rough trade" for your carnal pleasure. Perhaps then, things could be different now.

But no - I had to become involved... I felt sorry for you - you seemed lost in the secular world at the time. After 15 years in the clergy - you seemed to be without direction in the real world. You said you wanted me - I felt it was my duty to help you. In the end, you resented that I guess.

You stole my life for a decade - and then you call me the thief - the purloined future still looming in the background...


Now you've found "the one" and you toss me away like last week's pizza box - trying to crush the shape of my soul flat. Well, I've got some news for you - you will never keep me down - no matter how much you try to pilfer from my spirit.

Latch on tightly to what you've stolen - the other side of Love will return to haunt you. You have foredoomed yourself.

In my fifty-five years of life, I can safely say that I have never actually hated anyone until now. You've taught me that - be proud of yourself.

Bear - Faced to Bare - Faced

He shaved his Grizzly Adams completely off... and it's a shock to see him baby-faced as compared to Bear-Faced.

Still as gorgeous as ever - I want him close - breathing on my neck.

Taking off back up the mountain before the storm - I wonder if I should have asked him along to spend the night...

Gloaming Time

He reminds me of a beautiful wild animal that's been wounded - yet he lets me touch and soothe him - it tingles... for some reason he reads my intent as true - it is. He knows my compassion is real... His spirit healing deliberately.

He knows I'd never hurt or treat him badly - like the others. I read the contemplation in his eyes... The trust grows slowly, substantially.

Everywhere I go - he wants to be. He always wants me near. I love that he feels the need to be close, the energy surrounding us is like almost fulfilling a prophecy and I want him so badly it aches - but still I hesitate at making the move. I need it to come from him...

Fa-la-fucking-la-la-la-la-la...

Winter Solstice Today... [:::]

It doesn't feel much like the holidays for me this year. It hasn't for a few...

The lawyer appointment is set for tomorrow morning, and I've not been sleeping very well at all.

It's snowing like a bastard now - so no work today. Thank gawd I'm even alive - after that drunken ride on the icy roads last night. The mountain pass was just horrible. A few trees got a little too close to the old tank... Surprisingly we didn't end up in a fucking snow ditch or down an embankment. I should have just tackled him and taken the fucking keys. That Fucker.

I met a few good people at the watering hole anyway - we played baseball darts. It was a nice diversion while waiting for the D-Man to get back to the bar, so I could throw his drunken ass into the car and take the detour back to this place that I used to call home - or 'Hell Hole' as we now know it.

Not much to look forward to... but then again, what else is new?

Whirling Dervish Dreams

JR won't talk to me. Fine & Dandy.
He's pissed off because I can't see him tonight. I don't need any more drama in my life. There's too much happening all at once.

Just made an appointment with the lawyer for Dec 22 - just in time for the Holidaze - Bah-Humbug. The "X" will probably be pissed off at me also, as he wanted this settled by Friday. Too Bad. I refuse to be rushed into anything that may jeopardize my future without knowing all my rights.

They have been very abrasive towards me - removing internet access and many of my personal effects to gawd knows where - which they have no right to do.

I Will Not Play These Games...

Saturday Night Was Allright

It snowed...

I stayed on the mountain last night - slept in the big bed alone.

3:30 AM Thomas calls and wakes me to tell me how excited he is, as the date draws near for him to bring his new love here from Africa... I'm happy for him - wishing it all turns out like a romantic fairy tale.

I hate to cut the conversation short as I tell him I must be at work at 8:00 AM - and we talk for 45 minutes more...

Journey blasts from the boom box as I cook omelettes & home fries - then JR calls, and the world almost seems right once again...

...but not for long.

Morning Ecstasy

Why can't things ever be simple?

Falling in love can be classed among these "things" that never are simple. A simple thing is the first brushstroke to the canvas - then it becomes complex...

After that initial brushstroke - that's when the form & color explode.

...and as compared to life, the intricacies erupt - in vivid flowing connected timelines - beating a path towards the ultimate finale.

Leonardo da Vinci once said, "Art is never finished, only abandoned." Now it seems I know what he means - and so it is with Life & Love.

Please, clue me in...

I saw Fucker for Thanksgiving. He invited me to his house for the feast with his family. It was a great time, and I thank him from the bottom of my heart. We've remained close friends through all this. He knows my story - without the latest twisting developments.

Last night was the topper...

Now it's time to follow my Heart.