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PORTLAND, OREGON – 1971 – DRIVE CAREFULLY

Portland, Oregon, city of dreams, or the end of the line.
The end of the western line may be Astoria, but let’s stick to Portland.
This blog post shows approaches to town on different roads.

 

Well it’s all right, riding around in the breeze
Well it’s all right, if you live the life you please
Well it’s all right, doing the best you can
Well it’s all right, as long as you lend a hand

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THE MISSING PART ON A GUITAR? YOU

You’ve got plans, you make plans, and there’s always a missing part.
If you’re getting older and reading about the aging brain, you start worrying about your brain, and everyone your age with a functioning brain.
What about that baby boomer brain? Is it getting slippery? Harder to hold on to?
Then you read something about playing a musical instrument to improve focus and sustain concentration.
Sound like you yet? It goes two ways:
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YES, I CAN HEAR YOU. ARE YOU LISTENING TODAY?

I’m listening today, like every day, for that special spark of something, something interesting, but I’d settle for less.
Short of that, I hope for something that jumps out from social media, something blog-worthy.
That’s a big deal with a blog, a big deal for writers, finding a topic to expand on.
Too often they look inward and tell of their struggles with what seems like normal, everyday, ordinary, life for the rest of us.
It’s not easy for everyone, and can grow more difficult with time.
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FULL MOON ROCK AND ROLL

It’s best to have a full moon and rock and roll playing during a lunar eclipse.
These ladies are showing the back catalogue.
Which one’s pink? I don’t know, but I see the dark side of the moon.
Music and celestial events go hand in hand, like Pink Floyd during a Pink Moon.
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DARK MOON RISING

The dark moon hit my eye last night in Portland, Oregon.
Tucked away on the 14th floor near the Willamette River with friends and drinks, I interrupted everything for a special announcement:
“I see a bad moon rising.”
It looked huge, this moonrise, and kept getting bigger and more interesting.
What’s not to like about a big moon breaking through the clouds?
Except it wasn’t the clouds. What the heck was going on out there?

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CANCER TREATMENT: 5 THINGS I KNEW BEFORE STARTING

    I will submit to the cancer treatment sequence of events that may or may not do what is predicted. Like a lamb to slaughter, I would submit to whatever it took to kill the shit out of hpv16 throat cancer.   In the writing world we all dream of that one ‘YES’ that […]

WHAT PEOPLE NEED AND WHAT THEY DON’T SAY

What people need is a break from their trials.   An old joke goes like this: How do you catch a unique rabbit? You ‘nique up on it. How do you catch a tame rabbit? The tame way, you ‘nique up on it. It’s pretty funny if it’s the only joke of the week. More […]

SNAP, CRACKLE, POP: WAKING UP OLD AND MOBILE

Fight waking up old by not moving? Oh those magic moment between sleep and awake. You could be any age at any place and be a vital force. So you don’t move to enjoy the moment as long as it lasts. Then you swing out of bed. Your back cracks. Take a step and your […]

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BABY BOOMER WEDDING HISTORY

Like most history, baby boomer wedding history has at least two sides. Just the words baby boomer wedding history pops up the 1960’s classic image of the Woodstock couple standing in the mud. Or the times I best manned my brothers’ weddings in the 70’s and they co-best manned mine in the 80’s. Three decades […]

YAHOO CALLS OUT BABY BOOMER DEBT

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HOW BROKEN HEARTS STAND

Future Nobel Prize winner Bruuuuce nails broken hearts. Badlands, you gotta live it every day Let the broken hearts stand As the price you’ve gotta pay Broken hearts happen all the time. Hearts break next to you and you don’t hear a thing. Bruce Springsteen sang about broken hearts in Badlands. It fit the song, […]

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PORTLAND: THE FOG OF HISTORY

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PORTLAND MOVEABLE FEAST: COMMUNITY

    “If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.” Would Hemingway say the same about a Portland moveable feast? He would if he booked Eastburn for dinner. Try […]

A GHOST ON THE TRAIL

The Last Reunion. Baby boomers understand how fast time passes. One moment they’re eating breakfast before school and mom reminds them to wear a coat. The next moment they’re in their dorm room reading James Joyce. A blink later and they’re on a date with their future mate. The clock hands don’t spin like a […]

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