MIXED EMOTIONS on NOVEMBER 22nd.
I can't get my emotions in order....they are confused.
BECAUSE......
TODAY we remember a painful day in Dallas IN 1963
TODAY we eat a small brained fowl
TODAY we celebrate friends and family
TODAY we welcome home a family member
TODAY we celebrate the beginning process of helping to eradicate the Native American Indian.
We (Anglo-Saxon's and other various forms of white breads) didn't actually succeed in the apparent mission of total eradication and now every time we step into a Casino we are reminded of our dastardly deeds and are forced to surrender some scratch.
It's not an apology but it's a form of retribution.
Retribution can truly salvage all acts of savage behavior.
Financial retribution seems to be the most common method of helping to repair certain acts that can be considered......
INAPPROPRIATE
EVERY TIME SOME COUNTRY DOES SOMETHING THAT APPEARS TO BE SENSIBLE AND REASONABLE .....IT ALWAYS SEEMS TO FOLLOW THAT LARGE AMOUNTS OF CASH ARE HEADED THEIR WAY.
I realize that I'm appearing to be off the point of Thanksgiving but really I'm trying to create a pattern that allows for retribution to be understood.
Some people think IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT MONEY
Some people think IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT LOVE
Some people think IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT PAIN
Some people think IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT SOMEONE ELSE
I have a tendency to take the important things for granted and simply regard the people I love as people I love....and they get it and they know it and they can feel it or they don't feel it......or they share it or they don't share it.....
It ain't no big thing
But sometimes it's important to remind people how you feel and.....
Thanksgiving just might be one of those days where we ignore a lot of bulls..t and tell everyone we love them no matter what we feel and think.
I have a problem because I generally like most of the people I know. Of course there's always a few clogs in the wheel but really the tire keeps turning and the rubber meets the road and how this turned into a Meatloaf song....I have no idea.
I would just like to thank my brother for being in my life.
All my memories of my childhood and all my memories of my late mother are tied to my relationship with my brother.
All the Thanksgivings I experienced as a child are the only reason I even acknowledge this holiday.
No matter how goofy our environment might have been at times, and there where times when it rivaled Disneyland on crack, when it came time to celebrate a Holiday......MY MOM CELEBRATED WITH THE BEST OF THEM.
My brother continues that celebratory way of life and I thus live vicariously through his experiences of maintaining a somewhat normal lifestyle.
I personally maintain a modern technological form of bohemianism that can't quite be described by those who encounter it. Just one of the perks of being an artist.
Today I will go to my ex-wife's sister's house for dinner because that is where my daughter will be and because traditionally that's where I end up on Thanksgiving. It's a homecoming for Laura and that's a big deal and a reason to celebrate.....but there's some issues out there and we'll see how it carves out. I'll try to be civilized but lately stuff just pops out of my mouth.
USC plays at 5 pm so the dinner will be short and sweet.....
I'm thinking of softer times and different traditional transitions.
There have been some years where tradition changed and the Gruzen family made me feel like one of their family members and forever I will cherish those times.
We've both lost parts of our souls since the beginning of our friendship and no Thanksgivings can ever fix that.... but just remembering how special those Thanksgivings were..... makes life seem nicer.
People like Valerie Gruzen made life seem sweeter and more wonderful than it actually might be.
Of course I'm not submitting to the theory that life sucks but golly gee.....sometimes
it's
been
a
motherf..ker
OH WELL....
another day to celebrate
another day
of
living
and how this turned into a SLY AND THE FAMILY STONE song....
I have
no idea
but
at least
it got me away from the American Indian Eradication theme.....
We (Anglo-Saxon's and other various forms of white breads) didn't actually succeed in the apparent mission of total eradication and now every time we step into a Casino we are reminded of our dastardly deeds and are forced to surrender some scratch.
It's not an apology but it's a form of retribution.
Retribution can truly salvage all acts of savage behavior.
Financial retribution seems to be the most common method of helping to repair certain acts that can be considered......
INAPPROPRIATE
EVERY TIME SOME COUNTRY DOES SOMETHING THAT APPEARS TO BE SENSIBLE AND REASONABLE .....IT ALWAYS SEEMS TO FOLLOW THAT LARGE AMOUNTS OF CASH ARE HEADED THEIR WAY.
I realize that I'm appearing to be off the point of Thanksgiving but really I'm trying to create a pattern that allows for retribution to be understood.
Some people think IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT MONEY
Some people think IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT LOVE
Some people think IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT PAIN
Some people think IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT SOMEONE ELSE
I have a tendency to take the important things for granted and simply regard the people I love as people I love....and they get it and they know it and they can feel it or they don't feel it......or they share it or they don't share it.....
It ain't no big thing
But sometimes it's important to remind people how you feel and.....
Thanksgiving just might be one of those days where we ignore a lot of bulls..t and tell everyone we love them no matter what we feel and think.
I have a problem because I generally like most of the people I know. Of course there's always a few clogs in the wheel but really the tire keeps turning and the rubber meets the road and how this turned into a Meatloaf song....I have no idea.
I would just like to thank my brother for being in my life.
All my memories of my childhood and all my memories of my late mother are tied to my relationship with my brother.
All the Thanksgivings I experienced as a child are the only reason I even acknowledge this holiday.
No matter how goofy our environment might have been at times, and there where times when it rivaled Disneyland on crack, when it came time to celebrate a Holiday......MY MOM CELEBRATED WITH THE BEST OF THEM.
My brother continues that celebratory way of life and I thus live vicariously through his experiences of maintaining a somewhat normal lifestyle.
I personally maintain a modern technological form of bohemianism that can't quite be described by those who encounter it. Just one of the perks of being an artist.
Today I will go to my ex-wife's sister's house for dinner because that is where my daughter will be and because traditionally that's where I end up on Thanksgiving. It's a homecoming for Laura and that's a big deal and a reason to celebrate.....but there's some issues out there and we'll see how it carves out. I'll try to be civilized but lately stuff just pops out of my mouth.
USC plays at 5 pm so the dinner will be short and sweet.....
I'm thinking of softer times and different traditional transitions.
There have been some years where tradition changed and the Gruzen family made me feel like one of their family members and forever I will cherish those times.
We've both lost parts of our souls since the beginning of our friendship and no Thanksgivings can ever fix that.... but just remembering how special those Thanksgivings were..... makes life seem nicer.
People like Valerie Gruzen made life seem sweeter and more wonderful than it actually might be.
Of course I'm not submitting to the theory that life sucks but golly gee.....sometimes
it's
been
a
motherf..ker
OH WELL....
another day to celebrate
another day
of
living
and how this turned into a SLY AND THE FAMILY STONE song....
I have
no idea
but
at least
it got me away from the American Indian Eradication theme.....
......and it seemed to take my mind off of 1963.
So.....now
let's party
GO TROJANS
HAPPY THANKSGIVING
MICHAEL TIMOTHY MC ALEVEY
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