January 25 2013-2

The Near Daily K

Nothing really matters and everything matters is a thought that just occurred to me. Does it make any sense to you?

You have to have your priorities in check. Say you are diabetic and you ignore the condition because you are pursuing money. You die due to the neglected diabetes; what good did the money do you?

Say you are an alcoholic and going to meetings is keeping you sober. You meet a hot babe, put all your time and energy into her, stop going to meetings, and wham you find yourself with a drink in your hand on your way to being a drunk, again.

Say you have a kid, or two, and you live your life like the character in the Harry Chapin song, “Cat’s in the Cradle?”

Wouldn’t that be a waste of good sperm?

My good friend Dale W. Miller, a very accomplished drummer, as well as a very accomplished father, nothing like the man in the Chapin song, once told me that he was at a drum seminar, where the drummer from the band Journey was answering questions after giving a talk.

Someone asked him what he did when he wasn’t drumming? The drummer looked at him and said, “This is what I do.” What do you do?