Good Morning Girls and Boys!
Summer is here, it’s official, when we have to turn on the air conditioner to sleep - summer is here. We haven’t turned it on yet, so I can’t sleep. Oh well, I usually can’t sleep anyway, but at least I know the reason on this night - it’s too dang hot! Summer is officially here in Northern Florida. Go on out and buy your official summer balloons and do your beach dance and get ready for 6 months of oppressive humidity and temperatures that would make Satan sweat. That’s OK by me - I LOVE it! I love summer and hot weather. To be more accurate - I strongly dislike winter and cold weather. I’ll say it - I hate winter. Parkinson’s Disease and cold weather do not mix. You remember parkinson’s don’t you - yeah yeah yeah bla bla bla.
But the weather is something everybody talks about, but no one does anything about it. I think Mark Twain said that. Let me check... Ah Ha! it wasn’t Mr Twain at all. It was his friend and collaborator Charles Dudley Warner (1829 – 1900) an American essayist, novelist, and friend of Mark Twain, with whom he co-authored the novel The Gilded Age: A Tale of Today. He said the weather quote first and Mr Twain used it, and being more noted, it was attributed to him. WE now know the truth, the truth according to Wikipedia.
OK, I’ve warmed up my writing brain - it is now (Mango:Plum) or 4:10, time for a nap. Be back soon.
PLACES I WOULD LIKE TO BE RIGHT NOW...
Isn’t this a beautiful spot? I could spend the rest of my life here. No dreams of returning to civilization for me, no coconut radio building. I would be very happy to just stay there. With my friends and family, of course.
I tried to build a coconut radio when I was a kid - it didn’t work. My Father said I needed something called electronics; I think he was right.
The main reason I write this blog is not to tell you of my weather preferences of sitcom fantasies, but rather to communicate secret messages to my Mom who is still a spy for the US government, Oops, I wasn’t supposed to reveal that. Never mind - no secret messages here. The boy with the nail of blue really has nothing better to do.
ONCE AGAIN - THIS IS JUST A WARM UP - NOT THE REAL BLOG! The real thing will come along Sunday June First. You will know, it is when I will start writing about important stuff like roadside BBQ in Georgia and and how Grant Peeples copied my hairstyle.
I’ve warmed up enough today so I’ll say good bye. To my Mom the spy I say...
“The carrots are all in a row and are hurrying up to wait for their final instructions from the blue nailed boy. And, the government cows have plenty of milk , they are just waiting for you to milk them.”
That is not a secret message, they really are - both the carrots and the cows.
I will be spending next week off the grid up in Georgia at the Abode of Peace (Sukavah Bodeh), finishing up my book and talking with the trees. Wish me luck, peace and serenity.
Until Whenever, Whatever
PS - NO LAUGH CLUB SATURDAY BECAUSE OF THE FUNERAL FOR A GOOD FRIEND’S BROTHER. I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHEN AND WHAT NEW TIME THE NEXT ONE WILL BE.
THERE IS A BLUE NAILED BOY!
just say yes!
meet Andy Ward King, a professional musician and artist until a diagnosis of parkinons dsease at age 49 forced him into an early retirement., he now uses his music, his art along with the whimsical world he has created in this blog as therapy to ( as he puts it ) outsmart his brain and make the daily battles with parkinson’s a little bit easier, to give him that all important reason to get up on the morning, to make his life worth living. Andy has learned how to say NO to gving up \ NO to depression and apathy \ NO to following willingly the road of decline that stretches before him. he learned that to say no to all of these things all one has to do is say yes. Andy has learned to just say YES to life/\\