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  Thursday, October 06, 2005


One of my favorite Movies
Do grown men or anyone ever cry?

As usual, rich's blogs normally traverse numerous policies. Let's start at many of my usual beginnings.

My so-called life began with my first lover when I was about fourteen and I was involved with a woman called Kat Eliz.

My current Richenatrix has no recall of that woman. Kat died that very year. She gave me a lot of things. Let me tell you about some of those things.

Just the other day I was watching an old tape of mine called Eddie and the Cruisers II starring Michael Paré and Marina Orsini playing John Cafferty from an old band called the Beavers. Never mind that movie. It was a great one anyway. If you don't own a great stereo, then go somewhere else to see this one.
The cuter one. She might speak French

I loved my original Kat. That might sound somewhat strange to some. That's just too bad. She could listen to a song on the radio and then play it on a piano the next minute. Wow! Fantastic. Can anyone do that? She is dead now but she was beautiful when she was with us and she eventually gave me an idea. Maybe I could play some music too. Wasn't that wonderful?

Please folks; don't leave our world without your own song. That one is called our own eternity. For crying out loud, pick up a crayon and draw something. Anything. It's great. Your kids that draw crayon outside of the designated lines are special - not the "wrong doing" ones. Folks, I know that a lot of us join one another on any given freeway on our ways to our jobs.

Folks; Pick up any Crayons and draw something - anything. Pick up any instrument - a sax, guitar, piano or god strange helping oboe. Play something - anything coming from your mind. There isn't anything wrong. If not you then maybe your kids aren't wrong either? Does anyone out there understand what I'm suggesting? These are the people that make the world go around for me. Are you one of them? Help me. I live here too.


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