7/28/24

February 8, 2026
My bird, my favorite bird. 
I was looking through poems to submit today and was blown away by how many mentions I make to the Kingfisher.  He is my glory bird.  

When I came to the other day I realized I had composed an entire musical while under.  Didn't remember a sound of it,  but knew it was ready to perform.   I wonder if that is my ultimate wish, the desire to write, compose, stage a musical.  What would it be  about?  The sadness of addiction's effect on the relationship between a father and his daughter?  Could be.  It's pretty amazing to come out of anesthesia and to believe you have accomplished a life's goal in 30min of unconsciousness. Nice.

To catch people up on  the car situation, I believe  I will have the Honda  in my name, registered and doing well by Thursday morning.  We'll see,  but that is the aim.  


2 years ago.  I do love this series.  I need to do something with it.








 

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