The things in my head go 'round and 'round

Over on MoolahKing I found this wordpress plug-in for automatically updating the version you are using.  So I thought that I would put it out there for all of us WordPress users.

Use in good health.

Namaste.

Over on Mr. Lady’s blog she wrote about her kids getting a hamster.  I love pets.  We have 2 cats, and a dog.

My sons, though, have never had pets.  Their mother didn’t like animals.  So imagine my surprise when the youngest one, aged 18 calls me to tell me that he is getting a hamster.

I don’t see anything good coming out of this.

This is the child who has a hard enough time keeping track of  himself, much less another sentient being.  I am envisioning the withered corpse of a rodent in a cage in my sons room.

Not a pretty sight.

Namaste.

With the help of the geeks at YouTube. I love geeks. They are the best.

This is the first song that I learned to adapt to acoustic guitar. I listened to this version first, and then heard the one off on the 4-way street album.

Enjoy it. I do.

Namaste.

Growing up my musical tastes were influenced greatly by my older brothers. A lot of early 60′s British Invasion, Motown, and then in the 70′s CSN&Y. I was majorly influenced by Neil Young. His sound, the words he put together, the way he played his guitar.

I wanted to be Neil Young.

But I was just this fat kid from Keeler, Michigan so I did the next best thing. I learned every freaking Neil Yound song that I could and played the hell out of that $25 guitar that I got for christmas.

And tried to impress the girls. It didn’t happen the way that I thought it would. Though I did impress myself.

Don’t know which one was more important. Cortez the Killer is the song that got me kicked off of college radio. I looped it for a couple of hours while I got high in the control room. It was late at night and I didn’t think that anyone would care.

Surprise.

I am trying to embed it here so that it can be shared with my hundreds of readers. You deserve that much from me.

namaste.