and really strong songs of feel by females like... Joan Jett.... Aretha Franklin... Carly Simon... Gloria Gaynor.
little kids... their frivolity.. happiness.. love for all..
dogs.. how could you not?
cats... as they would say "how can you not?"
turning the key and the car starts. (What's a fob?)
looking forward to a meeting of friends...
easy chair... flipping remote to whatever suits one's heart's desire...
the fruits of a green thumb..
inside, when the weather outside is frightful...
getting a good rubdown...
giving a good rubdown...
hugging, high-fiving, fist-bumping, a good handshake, when it's been decided it outweighs risk of a variant.
close games..... no look passes... a defender who WILL NOT be beaten to the basket..
a person in a car waving one to go ahead first at a 4-way stop (or vice versa)...
when someone, having no idea whointheheck they are says "Hi... howdy... or howareya?"
keeping those gone, alive in the brain...
off the beaten path..
winning the race to the urinal...
dusk... dawn...
sunshine.. dark...
complete still............ hustle bustle (from a bench somewhere)...
watching people.......
watching a parent parent....
watching grandkids do anything.,,,
hearing a parent calmly tell a child "that's inappropriate."
Christmas...... Thanksgiving.... St. Patty's Day....
seeing a couple play golf.. a father and son playing golf. a mother and daughter playing golf. Grandparent, grandkid playing golf. great friends playing golf. golf.
that feeling when the damn car finally produces warm air.
capitalization, or not, as a choice
niceness.........happiness... smiles, any.
when the last tent pole is in.. sitting around a campfire pit.. s'mores, even if they're runny.. reading scary stories to grandkids at a camp out. grandkids reading scary stories at a camp out.
a little kid going off the diving board the first time.
seeing couples years and years later, after it had been wondered for so long if the 612 wedding pictures might have been for naught.
those who come from left field... any element of surprise..
eating breakfast out... a guilt free spoil..
the looks at breakfast when one has forgotten to attend to bedhead...
the looks at breakfast..when one has forgotten their partial.
grabbing a pair of jeans from the dresser and they still fit.
grabbing a pair of jeans from the dresser and there's a twenty in the pocket.
women, and the beauty of... that's probably piggish, chauvinistic...
the saying 'so be it'.
smiling whilst driving away after a good time with family... friends.. at work.. at play...
really strong songs of feel by females like... Joan Jett.... Aretha Franklin... Carly Simon... Gloria Gaynor.
I love rock and roll
respect, life is all about respect.
vain, trying to avoid.
survival.. and the hope for you too.
As I write this blog... send my love to you.. remember that I'll always.. be in love with you..
the previous that makes the now hurt so bad when saying "damn, I wish I could talk to you."
the previous that makes crying in the now so easy and hard.
lots, I love lots. Well, not that kinda lot - but that's not completely true.. as a child i'd be riding with family and I would get excited when I would see a flat space and think "man you could put a killer ball diamond there." but i really simply meant lots. i love lots.
By Henry Gibson........ Forward by Skip A. Space
PS, I love you.. Victurd
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