DEEP THOUGHTS (AND SHALLOW ONES) FROM A WRITER-PRODUCER-POET-COLUMNIST WHO'S STILL TRYING TO FIGURE THINGS OUT
In Case You Didn’t Know Dept:
The Strip above is the sixth one this summer, with, I’m hopefully assuming, many more to come. And you can find them HERE.
Big thanks to Berkeley Breathed for having pity on us.
Hmm, I wonder…does this mean he’s gone broke or some such? Has the AMPTP struck again???
LYMI,
LB
Yep, it’s Layla and me resting in bed together. And you probably thought that all she did was take me out for walks and keep me going upright in a straight line.
Turns out she keeps me smiling almost as well as Gwen (AKA my 1st best friend) does.
Gwen, btw, was my best friend from the time of my first conversation with her thirty plus years ago, while it took five years of companionship and training and more patience than either G The B or I ever imagined we could call upon for Layla the Lovely to become the best assistance/service dog any human could ask for.
Sometimes things do turn out even better than we’d ever dared hope.
LYMI LB
Last week’s column differed a bit from the original one written in 2010, in that I deliberately omitted the last couple of paragraphs.
I did that because in the course of transferring it over to WordPress I discovered that I just plain couldn’t face the words there, which were about the fact that because of my heart surgery and the need for special care, Gwen and I were reluctantly planning to leave Paradise and relocate closer to family in Washington State.
We were, of course, taking the dogs with us, but there would be no room for Huck the Spotless Appaloosa, so the end of the column was an inquiry for someone to come on over and take him home to continue the care and love we’d given him since he was a colt.
In my mind, I relived the events of that time and was overwhelmed by the feelings I’d had, and since those feelings were deep, deep sorrow I didn’t want to inflict on my writers as well as myself I just XXXXed them out of the column. Yep, I exercised my right as the writer of my life to make that whole part not happen.
Except, of course, it did.
My heart is fine these days, but I still have trouble with the emotions (Men!, right?), so although there are nine or ten columns to go to complete the original run I’m going to stop now, while my brain is more balanced than it would be if I continued. The day may come when I can face the good-byes we had to make, and if it does, I may be able to post the finale.
Or not. Who the hell knows?
Bottom Line: Today is the last post of Live! From Paradise! for at least awhile. I apologize to those I’ve let down and thank all of you who have followed Gwen the Beautiful and me and our menagerie through the Ozarkian (yes, I made that word up) period of our lives. It’s been a joy and a privilege to bring the daily wonders of our time at Cloud Creek Ranch to you.
And, as a TV producer I once worked with once said, I look forward to dancing if not this dance then another equally wonderful one with all of you again.
And now, on with the rest of the show! In other words, yes, Larry Brody’s Blog is continuing because I…
LOVEYOUMEANIT
LB
What we’ve all been waiting for….
Okay, maybe not waiting, but hoping…?
Well, anyway, I’m excited to see this, Popeye’s onscreen debut back in 1933.
Most of the elements we’re all in familiar with are in place, and the gang’s all here, except for Wimpy (or did I just miss him?), and if you’re in the right (or maybe wrong?) frame of mind, Betty Boop’s a very sexy added attraction. Way to go, DailyMotion.Com.
LYMI,
LB
