Well, I've made it back after a bit of a Blog "layoff', so to speak. I just got tired of writing the same old shit. It will probably be the same old shit again, but what can I say? My life just isn't that damn interesting. Now, if I would have had this stuff around like, 25 years ago, well you'd have been glued to my writings! And I would have been in deep shit, I'm sure. So it probably works out for the best that I didn't have this in my younger years. Nuff said about that!


Last night, was one of the nicest times I've had in a long time. My son invited me to join him and his friends when they went on a group cruise. I said yes instantly, as normally I drive around alone, and the thought of riding around with some other people sounded wonderful! And luckily it was on a night that I wasn't working. We basically drove to MacDonalds on State Street, as that was the determined meeting spot. We waited around for about an hour till everyone arrived, then stood around and bullshitted awhile, and took photos and video. I felt a bit odd at first, but after awhile, I felt very welcomed and included. We left there, and drove 2 by 2 up State to Peach Street, around Tinsletown Cinema, then over to Brusters and parked in their lot for awhile. Damn, I froze my ass off there, but it was nice just talking and watching a few of them toss frisbee around. We headed up Peach to Country Fair on a bathroom run, and got coffee and snacks, then back down to State Street, around the dock and over to the Park & Ride to park and hang out some more. From there we went up to 26th street to the Sheetz to get some real food, and sat in the lot till 2:30A.M.. I was dead tired by the time I got home, but I had such a great time that I didn't care. Nicks friends are just such good people. I wish the people that trash talk youth could see what I saw. What I know, and have known for a long time. The assholes are the minority. Most of todays pierced, tattooed, crazy haired, bass thumping, import driving youth are wonderful people, just trying to express themselves. Hell they should, that's what youth's all about! They'll have they're fuckin' golden years to be bland and boring, damn it. Who the hell needs that shit? Anyway, these guys all have jobs, and pride, and manners. I had a terrific time, and I want to thank all of them for including me in their evening, and treating me like a friend,( who they all call Mom)! I love it and wouldn't want it any other way. P.S.- Thanks for the invite Nick!