DEEP THOUGHTS (AND SHALLOW ONES) FROM A WRITER-PRODUCER-POET-COLUMNIST WHO'S STILL TRYING TO FIGURE THINGS OUT
by LB
I admit it. I’m a guy who spent a good 40 years of my life being sixteen.
Okay, so maybe not such good years. Depends on your definition. You certainly can’t rely on anything coming from yrs trly, a guy who spent so much time thinking he was still a rebellious teenager.
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Or to put it in a more writerly way:
So it goes.
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LYMI,
Laughing Eagle
Nope, I’m not talking about personal health or political endangerment, I’m talking about the everyday world that I’m becoming more and more familiar with. Here’s what I learned today from three very different comic strips:
That’s Layla demonstrating her place in the pecking order. Fortunately, situations like this only occur six or seven times a day. In other words, “YIKES!”
Not so long ago I’d be able to say that the convo above occurred at least six or seven times a day. But I’m happy to report that I’m learning from my past mistakes. In other words, I still find myself putting the juice in the fridge door–because there’s no other shelf tall enough–and instead of saying “anything” in a situation like this I say, “Sorry.”
Most of my current or former showbiz friends and I are pretty much in agreement with the sentiment expressed by the Horse. But when it comes to dreaming the impossible dream, I do my absolute best to keep my mouth firmly shut. As far as I’m concerned, the dream is merely a McGuffin many of us use to justify what I’ve learned is the most important thing in life, which is, of course, THE JOURNEY.
I admit, though, that what makes my journey extra wonderful is the love of an exceptional partner, AKA Gwen the Beautiful. Without her, there would be nothing worth dreaming about.
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