Finding Voice and Community

I've struggled with writing the next several chapters, unsure of how to create any sort of wholeness out of the chaos they are meant to uncover. They were written at different times and under different circumstances over the past two decades, give or take.

I should apologize in advance for any repetition that is bound to be. They all cover the same basic theme...which could even reveal a title for the book. I'm thinking it may end up being something like A Place where I Belong...because that is indeed what I have sought my entire life.



The Breakfast Club (Taken By The Wind)

Welcome to The Breakfast Club! We're a disorganized group of rebel lefties who hang out and chat if and when we're not too hungover  we've been bailed out we're not too exhausted from last night's (CENSORED) the caffeine kicks in. Join us every weekday morning at 9am (ET) and
weekend morning at 10:30am (ET) to talk about current news and our
boring lives and to make fun of LaEscapee! If we are ever running late,
it's PhilJD's fault.
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This Day in History




Today in History for February 4th





World War II's Yalta Conference; O.J. Simpson found
liable for the murders of his ex-wife and her friend; Patty Hearst
kidnapped; the Massachusetts gay marriage ruling; aviator Charles
Lindbergh born.

Breakfast Tunes




Fleetwood Mac - Rhiannon (Official Music Video)





Something to Think about over Coffee Prozac


Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.


Stupid Shit by LaEscapee





Maybe I was born this way. Maybe it's a genetic mutation.

Maybe it happened when I was sitting on the dock of the bay in my hippie youth.

Maybe it happened because once upon a time it became clear that my life and my needs didn't matter to the progress of this thing we call human society and its relationship with and survival on this planet.

Which means maybe Poul Anderson is to blame.

The graphic is entitled Pencil and Wax.



Assuming Roles, Duties and Responsibilities

See the screw slowly turn around
See it sink without a sound
Feel your head split with every turn
Feel the steel knob begin to burn
All is lost now, it seems that way
All is lost now, it seems that way

Being Different photo bdif.jpgFrom one of my readers:

I would be very much interested
in all the dynamic you and your family went through, in detail. I bet it would make for a lot of drama and sell more books because of it, if it ia published. Without that it seems a little too abstract and philosophical for me anyway. But maybe I missed some of what you have posted.

The graphic is entitled Being Different.

All righty then...



The Observer

Once upon a time...

...or maybe it was twice. Come to think of it, it was definitely much more often than that.

It was, after all, all about the time. Then again, it was also about the place and the people who were there and the things that happened. So maybe I need to restart.


Once upon a spacetime, I was there. I have been an observer. In many ways I have lead a Gumpian existence. Somehow I adopted the notion that it was important for me to observe and record. If not me, who?



The Breakfast Club (Halftime Show)

It's Throwball's Superb Owl Sunday!

Now some folks watch for the super expensive commercials. But it was always all about the halftime show as far as most of my friends were concerned. At the beginning of the third quarter we'd drag ourselves back up into the stands and start to chant  Let's Go Home! Let's Go Home! Let's Go Home! Sadly, the football coach thought we were cheering for the home team.

These days when I'm looking to indulge in the spectacle of spectating athletic puppies and kittens, or the Bowl of Super Bread and circuses, I know I'll find a welcoming home at the live blogging party at the park.

Halftime Show Warm Up Tune:  I Kissed a Girl , A Katy Perry Banjo Cover by Susan Elizabeth



I Kissed a Girl on Banjo


Whatever you do, don't google wardrobe malfunctions to check the spelling.




The Closet

Breakout photo color.gifThis chapter was written while I had taken a hiatus from Daily Kos and begun front paging at Docudharma. I published five days before Docudrama opened to the public. It was the first entry of my Friday Philosophy column.

To give some context, this essay was written in response to some folks ragging on gays who live in the closet.

I've updated it just a bit to bring it into the present.

News Flash: Joel Gray came out as gay. That's a shocker.




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