February 2009

The Hotsie and The Cubs

February 6, 2009

I spent same time at the Hotsie, like I said the other day, actually yesterday it was. When I was there in 1985 it was basically a rectangular room with a horsehoe shaped bar in the middle of it. The bar was like the island in your kitchen, more or less. Typical setup, with two [...]

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Chicago It’s a Wonderful Town

February 5, 2009

Chicago. The Windy City. Ah. The memories. I lived there for about six months and remember at least two or three of those. Sporadic memories. When I left Phoenix, it was with a heavy heart, and a stranger’s car. While I didn’t steal it, well, it wasn’t exactly legitimate either. I contracted to transport a [...]

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Learn the Path to Take, then take it!

February 4, 2009

Last night I was in a room full of people interested in the paranormal. Right away you can guess these are not ‘ordinary’ people. Now don’t get me wrong, they all seem like nice people, and most I know pretty well and like well. But it is one thing to like paranormal shows on television, [...]

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Grandma and Jail – I love Sunday

February 3, 2009

I spent a lot of time outdoors when I was a kid. Strange looking back on it that my parent didn’t keep track of us at all. I mean, my Dad was at work, so mostly it was the fact that my Mom didn’t really seem to care where we were all day as long [...]

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Dashing Off

February 3, 2009

Sometimes I feel like my whole life is one giant rush. Not a good way and not with Geddy Lee. Rushed around, in a hurry. I look forward to vacations just to relax. I hear people go home and veg in front of the TV, and once in a while I do that, but hardly [...]

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The Mud and the Monk

February 2, 2009

I come from a large family, and I am a ‘middle child’ of sorts. I also have always had a feeling that I didn’t quite fit in with everybody. Not that I didn’t feel loved and not that I thought like I was adopted or anything like that. Just that I was a little different. [...]

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