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I wear tight underwear to accentuate my curves.  I tell you about it to accentuate my legend.

Hi Mike

I had a friend named Mike, who died a couple of years ago.  Mike was married a few times.  And I wondered where Mike was today.  In heaven.  I hope.  And the heaven of my mind is a simple person's heaven.  Mike would be with people he loved and loved him.  His parents, probably.  His siblings, probably.  His Grandparents, maybe.  His wife, I don't know.  Which one?  All three?  I know it can't be true.  I know heaven can't exist like that.  I know I have the beliefs of a child.  I miss Mike.  I want him to be in heaven and happy.  I want to go to heaven and be happy.  Seems unlikely on a cold, rainy, October evening.  But I can still miss Mike, and that, I know, is true.

Road Trip

 






Sometimes when I am driving my car on a long dark highway at night, I think about other times I was driving my car on a long dark highway at night.  Those sure were good times for peaceful reflection.  Now that I am home, I am remembering this last one fondly too.  My most precious memory of this last trip is that I didn't kill anyone while I was trying to drive and look through the camera viewfinder to take a picture of the full moon.