Today the weather turned hot and humid so I guess play time is over. We had a nice run but now it’s time for some real Virginia weather. I came home and made a drink. The flipped the switch on the AC unit recently installed and sat down to see what was happening here.

I have more time now to go out and read blogs and meet people. My blogs are running (more or less) and it really is fun and interesting to meet other bloggers. Robin Easton is a jewel. And Evita of Evolving Wellness is another very special person. I read her posts and the hair on my neck starts to tingle.

What?!!

Oh no. That’s a good thing actually. It’s not something that my wife minds because it’s a thought process more than anything else based on my fascination with the sincerity and single mindedness of her approach to health and our wellbeing.

So I was reading her post about alcohol and the fact that it is poison while I was enjoying my rum and coke. The big old rum bottle was sitting there. Empty. And I had planned to go out and get another one.

But then I decided not too. I need all my remaining brain cells.

Pretty desperately in fact at this point.

And then Robin and I were talking about fear and dying. I think we agreed that being dead is not really a problem. Because after all we can fly when we are in our spirit bodies. And we all want to do that.

I mean if we could buy tickets to do it there would be long lines out to the sidewalk every day.

Not to die but just to fly. And then we were talking about the hard part actually being PAIN. I fear pain. And I was watching Henry last night on Showtime (The Tudors) go ballistic and start torturing all these poor guys who had done nothing.

Because he thought they had slept with Ann. And by the time he got done with them they all said “Well yes. I did sleep with her” even though they hadn’t. Because you know you will say anything if someone tortures you.

They wouldn’t even have to torture me. I would be like “Please just let me know what you think I did. I’m pretty sure I did it. Just remind me if you would about the details. I’m a little forgetful”.

Torture is so stupid. You want the truth? Forget it. You want someone to agree with you. NO PROBLEM.

They put the poor fiddle player on the rack and pulled him apart. I was very upset even though I know he is an actor and can hit that high C note without being stretched if he wants to do it.

I couldn’t sleep. I’m still upset about it. How can one human being do these things to another human being?

“I was just doing my job mister. I work here in the Tower of London. I’ve got five kids at home to feed. And I just turn the wheel. Somebody else brings em in here. Maybe they should have not gotten themselves in trouble”.

Please. I need to stop watching television. Putting torture on tv is worse than letting naked men and women have at it. And what it says about the human race is much worse.

I couldn’t help but notice that Jordin was in the news yesterday. Apparently she went with President Bush to Africa and while she was over there she sang The National Anthem. Anybody who heard Jordin sing The National Anthem knows that she nailed it and probably will become associated with it in a way that Kate Smith was associated with God Bless America in her generation. I saw a few of the NY Giants shed a tear over it or maybe they were just thinking about the upcoming game. Or not. We know how that turned out.

Jordin sang lights out and the next thing we know she is singing in Africa after a ride on Air Force One.

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http://blog.washingtonpost.com/on-the-plane/?hpid=news-col-blog

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And the President had this to say about Jordin ( Where have you been Mr. President?) :

“Raising awareness about malaria means that she has got great compassion and a big heart.”

And that’s the truth. Some may say that my fascination with Ms. Sparks stems from her gorgeous visage or the wonderful notes she can hit without half trying. But I am here to say that my fan-cination goes much deeper than that. Jordin is a wonderful old soul and American Idol was simply a vehicle for her to be upon her way into the hearts and minds of young people around the globe. Because we all know how much they can use a great role model. And this young lady is she.

My only mood swing comes as I think about the President. It certainly is “Good to be the King” as they say. All he has to do is pick up the phone and ask for the girl who did such a great job singing at the Super Bowl. And there she is with her bags packed and ready to go! I’ve been trying for months now to get her to go out to dinner with us. I even put in a word upstairs to help the Giants with their Super Bowl aspirations.

Nothing! Well maybe it’s not that bad. She is starting her tour with Alicia Keys within spitting distance of Virginia Beach. So The Big Guy did answer one of my prayers.

And there is still time. Grab a feed if you want to see how this turns out. Oh, I know, you think you ALREADY know how it turns out! Well let me ask you one simple question my all seeing friend. . .

Who did YOU think was going to win the Stupid Bowl? Here’s Jordin singing at the big game

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More Jordin Sparks

http://davidnotes.com/2008/02/01/1154/*

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Vote for Jordin in this years BET AWARDS SHOW

HERE  !!

This is where you can write a message of support

for Jordin and she can see it.  Vote for her too !

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I have been feeling strangely detached from Virginia Breeze for the past day or so. Hopefully that doesn’t mean the affair is over. It would be such a bother starting over again. Especially in this weather. My fingers are having a difficult time typing because they just walked in from the cold weather outside. It was 28 degrees this morning.

And last evening it snizzled. Isn’t that the term for snow and drizzle? It was a big disappointment because it definitely stopped the lunar eclipse party. Tonight we may try to go out and capture the full moon. It is so very bright in the cold, clear air.

But VB deserved a break from my ministrations and so it got one. Also I am trying to figure out how to use this theme I bought a few days ago. It is a news theme produced by Mr. Adii. And it is a pretty nice theme but very different from anything I have encountered to date. More on it later. I may have made a mistake. Perhaps I should have gone with Mr. Gardner who makes similar themes but appears to have a better support system. Sometimes I act impulsively and live to regret it.

Hopefully this is not one of those times. But we will see. Here is the link in case either of my paid readers would like to look at a theme with large holes in it during their breaks.

http://newslinkbriefs.com/

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I was thinking about starting a blog that would discuss the news in a fantasy driven way. And maybe just write posts two or three times per week instead of six times per day. For awhile I was not going to link it to VB. I was going to adopt a new identity that would be completely free of the past.

But that seemed stupid after awhile. Why go over the edge and become a raving schizophrenic at this late date? Beth wouldn’t know who had just come in the door. And I would be talking to myself more often and probably becoming more confused in the process. So I confess that this all has happened and there is a theme out there that is full of holes because nobody told me you had to deal with code to get it to work!

You have to go into the theme editor to change the freaking title! Am I the only person who didn’t know this? Or is it supposed to remain the PNT The Gazette Edition in homage to its creator? Why not just make things easy so when you drop in the name of your blog it appears where it is supposed to go?

So many questions. I should have remained in my comfort zone with Sparky and the three televisions and four computers. We could all watch American Idol tonight and be amazed by the new 17 year old singing sensation whose name is David! Jordin and David! That has a nice ring to it. Actually my enthusiasm proves that this is not a fascination on my part for young women!

No. Because I can be fascinated with young men too!

Wait a minute. That doesn’t sound right. But Beth understands in any case. Maybe she will go with me tonight after they are done with their cruel elimination process on AI. We can go take photos of the moon as it reflects in the cold waters of the lake at the U.

We will see.

UPdate:  This theme is gone.  What a waste of money.  Very little support and things you have to do that require much more skill than 99 percent of WP themes.

Overpriced and not great.  The print or font color  is not dark enough and difficult to read.  

 Save yourself some aggravation.  Go to Sadish and get an elegant them for much less money. 

As we approach the New Year and gird ourselves for the many miles of walking we will be doing shortly I would just like to say how much I appreciate you coming back here and following the exploits of one aging hipster. I realize part of your motivation may be curiosity over the state of my mental health. Will I go over the edge today? I understand these thoughts and have actually thought a few of them myself.

Will my wife tire of my fascination with Jordin Sparks and throw me out the front door? Will I end up chasing her tour bus across the world? No. None of these things are going to happen. But we can still have a good time as we wait for Jordin to come to Virginia someday and, hopefully, go out to dinner with Beth and I. You really want to be here for the photos after that happens!

So stick around. The best is yet to come. Google tells me I actually have several hundred readers who have been here 200 times or more. Although only a handful have actually had the courage to talk to me. I understand. I would not want to talk to me either except for the fact that I am stuck here.

So have a wonderful New Year. Please be safe on the highway. Actually it is probably those back roads that are the real danger. So slow down and let the person in back of you simmer a little bit. They really are not in that much of a hurry. Turn the rearview mirror up and the side view mirror out and just pretend you are alone with your beloved companion riding shotgun.

Never forget you are heading towards a better day. Onward and Upward as CS Lewis used to say. Let’s see what wondrous things we can find in the next twelve months.