Good Vibrations

Great sunny day...

Carnival about to go crazy...

(several people die each year)...

...nice chili relleno, coq au vin later...

putting on weight because of the M&Ms...

arranchera marinating in the fridge for 

tomorrows fiesta.

I'll miss the Superbowl; wanted to see

the Broncos, but afraid they'll lose.

So, fiesta instead with, at least, two

good men...less than a few, but two

is all I need...itself a miracle in this 

dark age.

Listening to the Beach Boys...happy music

when there was still time to be happy and

the future looked rosy. Sure, there was

Vietnam, but it wasn't my war. I didn't lose

anything in Vietnam.

"Hang on to your ego." They wouldn't let

Brian get away with that lyric...he went crazy

soon after...spent the next thirty years in bed.

Can't say that I blame him.

I spent more years than that drunk...I don't

feel guilty. Nice now not to drink in my new

life...a surprise gift from nowhere. Nice to be

able to still write silly poems. If it seems to me

I'm talking to myself, I just call it rehearsing.

A flower is natures way of telling you to

lighten up.