January 21 2013

I’m starting my day with Gram Parsons, who my guitar playing buddy Bob Genchi turned me onto, along with John Hiatt and Delbert McClinton.

I’m concerned that I may be headed back for hip replacement surgery, this time to the right hip. I am having these weird feelings and slight pains in the area of that right hip, and that is how it started out on my left hip, a few years ago, which eventually lead to the hip being replaced by a titanium one. I know that I can go through the surgery; I understand the process, and have gone through it, once, already, but I don’t want to.

The Falcons loss, yesterday, was disappointing. They were a fumble, and an interception away from going to The Super Bowl. I have been taught to be happy with what you have, and to accept things as they are, so I will just thank The Falcons for an exciting season. To tell you the truth, I don’t really give a fuck about football, but I do like to see my home town of Atlanta do well, and prosper.

My grandson, Elliot, turned 4 yesterday. I remember when the family was gathered at the hospital awaiting his arrival. The dang kid will be going off to college, soon. Happy Birthday E Man!!

Lyric that just came to mind listening to Gram Parsons: “Well I sold my car so that I could walk to California.”

Happy Martin Luther King Jr. day. Peace and love and equality to all.