Just completed my 21st bicycle ride across Iowa. I thought hard about not going, I had enough training in (900 miles) but felt out of unsure. Yet once on the ride;Â I felt better before and after each of the 7 days (440 plus miles) than I ever did; during most of my training.
I’ve reached 900 miles of bicycle training miles… I feel 1,000 would have been better but reaching this number does feel good… good to go as they say…
The 4th of July has come and gone…. but every day is a day to think happy thoughts about the country of one’s birth.
I typed this post on a 1962 Royal Futura… the same year that Duke Ellington recorded an album with Coleman Hawkins. I have found that listening to this recording and typing on a typewriter lifts my mood.
I will also add I listened to Duke Ellington with Count Basie… and found on the INTERNET a 1969 video of Johnny Hodges playing “Black Butterfly” and he was smiling… I had forgotten how easy it is to be amused… to become captured in the sound’s and mood of great performances of good music…
I saw a series of posters… it sets out to evoke the 1950’s by showing images of James Dean, Marilyn Monroe, Humphrey Bogart and Elvis Presley interacting in various setting. This is nice except I kept looking at one poster that depicts the group at Rick’s from Casablanca. A movie made in 1942 (Marilyn would have been 15, James Dean 11 and Elvis 7). In the background is a 1958 Cadillac (which when it was made Dean & Bogart were both dead). Not that this means anything at all… but this is how my mind works
Sometimes I have to recall that the primary reason to type and post is just for the fun of it. Not to give profound thoughts. Not to pass on wisdom. Not to become deluded by my own image of the greatness of my verbiage. Just to enjoy pressing keys and seeing words on paper is enough. When I recall this simple fact… words rush to page… without being blocked by thoughts of “why… what…” etc.
My problem is that I keep following the logic of the words being used today…. this leads me to roads that seem full of distrust, division and hurt. My mind wants a path to communication, trust, uplift and hope. Yet when I think about what my thoughts say… it seems I am not just making an observation, but perhaps pulling back the curtain words hide. Or… I am just putting words on paper to see what prints!!
I will clearly express the view that spending 5 days to read the Mueller report was a waste of time. It was that the actual report was not what people claimed it was or was going to be. It seemed to be the elephant as describe by “blind people”. It is a report that will not change one view of events… it is a report that will alter your perception of what goes on behind the curtain. No one seems happy with the conclusions… but that is often the case when one seeks to find truth and not just support for one’s perception. Why do we not find common ground that bonds us instead of pits us against each other!
Using the same Olympia Portable (1961) that I used for my first post… I now post #990. I thank everyone who has taken the time to read, comment and read some more. You bring joy to me…
I grew up at a time when taking the higher road was the road that was traveled by folks like Martin Luther King & Nat King Cole. It was one that I wanted to travel. Perhaps many see greater success by taking a lower path… but my heart belongs to those who chose the harder path.
