Category Archives: My World

Coffee

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Coffee

I’m trying to learn to drink coffee. I’ve never had a cup in my life. I was in the hospital for something in my early teen years and they tried to give me coffee with lunch and I threw up. So I’ve never been able to get it up to my mouth. I like the smell of it, but had this wall. I do drink black and green tea neat so I’m not going to sugar and cream it.
It’ll have to be straight.
Why at 67 would I do this you might ask?
Well, I’ve read, and it keeps coming up, that it is good for you, in moderation of course. It’s good for memory, and alertness and earth stuff.
So, here we go. I got the first sip down. It tastes a little muddy, but not disgusting sooooooooo……….
I’m trying to cut down on the soda for my caffeine. I’ve done that since I could afford my own and I’m on a diet again. The soda does not help.
I listened to everyone else’s groans about not having their coffee yet, and how much, and peeing…. and I need one more bitch and more excuses to use, so… lol ……………. I deserve this! rdd

Promises For Tomorrow, and Tomorrow (photo art)

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The Tequila Years (photo from many, many moons ago)

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You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’ (Righteous Bros. Cover)

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You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’ (left click on the song title or photo)

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Early Morning Rain (New Years Morning) Photo Art

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Rainy 2017 New Years day before sun-up. The reflection Christmas lights in their last days, on the steps in the front of my house in Tucson.

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There Are Great Americans

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There Are Great Americans

     13886917_10201841372151490_3058085777970574143_nThere is a kind of American, not driven solely by his/her religion, political party, disease, morays and morals, and temperament, that understand the gears of machinery, the variations of a human mind, the ideal society that cannot be achieved, but bettered, the cultures and subcultures of the existing society, the honesty of what it takes to make an imperfect engine run, that is able to artfully disassemble and re-assemble the imperfect gears and meters to keep that engine running as smoothly as it is capable with the technology at hand.
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          There is not just one, but millions of them.
          They are in the family, village, town, city, county and state.
          They are artists in their own right!
          Bless them and clear the way for them for your own, and everybody’s good.
          Then, there are those that attempt to destroy all of the above, every second of their being.
          Deal with them as necessary.
          I’ve known both.
Ronald Douglas Drobeck

Blue Christmas (Elvis cover)

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Blue Christmas (left click on the song title)

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The Rest

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THE REST

This summer, on my way home from visiting all of my good friends between Tucson and the far corners of South Dakota, I stopped at a rest stop on I-25, above Trinidad, Colorado. It was 8:30 at night, terribly windy with heavy driving rain, and I was tired.

Not wanting to do the expense and formality of a rent, a room, turning on the TV and falling asleep, I had prepared a space in the back of the Trail Blazer for one man to stretch out on a camping cushion, with a pillow, and a warm blanket, in the valley between all of my stuff.

After having been cooped up in a house, doing housework, 3 Chihuahua’s and all the stuff going on in the world for a couple of years, I lay down in that space with the rain tapping on the roof, safe, the wind rocking my nest, and slept the sleep of a Weary Traveler for the next six hours. What a great feeling.

Then, trained as I am, I poured myself back into the driver’s seat, fueled up at the first place I found, and took myself home, refreshed and excited without question.

The rest, so hard to explain.

Ace In The Hole (George Strait cover)

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Ace In The Hole (left click on the song title)

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The Tip of My Fingers

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The Tip of My Fingers (left click on the song title)

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