You know sometimes life can just sneak up on you from behind, quickly put it's hand over your mouth and pull you into a dark van and hold you for ransom. It seems that way to me, no matter what I tried to do I just couldn't find the time or motivation to continue posting in here. Things were happening, times were changing, I was wrapped up in everything else that was taking place that this Blog was taking a back seat-hell I don't even think many people even read this thing, but in reality I don't even care. This was/is a place for me to put my memories and observations down in black and white. For anyone who happens to stumble across it to see, but more importantly for me to see. Consistency was never a strong point of mine, but I think I need to be determined to make this blog what I originally intended it to be. A nostalgic look back at what I still believe is the best decade ever, and certainly the best decade of my life (I'm talking Decade not events, certainly the birth of my children are the greatest things to ever happen to me)
I will eventually get back to and finish the Army story because it needs to be finished, but I recently came across some old journals of mine, ok diaries, that I kept while in High School up until I left for the Army (MY God I was such a sad sack) and several attempts at keeping journal's while I was in the Army, these are very sporadic at best, however, it really gave me a glimpse at what I was feeling back then. I was able to take a real hard look into the mind of a teenager who was trying to figure life out and trying to figure girls out (I haven't figured either out yet) and I actually want to share some of that stuff here. I was a poem writing fool back then too...so I'll share those here.
I'm sure I'm setting myself up for embarrassment, but anyone who knows me should also know I don't care. I'm fairly well known enough, my show through syndication is heard by well over a million listeners and if I can spark some conversation up with the listeners of my show or people who just stumble in I think that would be great. So over the next several weeks, after I finish my Army story, we're going to go back in time, back on and Incredible Journey into the mind of a very whacky teenager of the early 80s...stick around and be sure to add you comments to these stories.
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