Well, yes, back at home and, and, for the first time in a month, not for a 2-3 day stopover…not until the next gig. No deal until The21Convention. That should be fun and I’ve been preparing. How? By getting my 20 sumthin’ on. Why? How would you get ready to talk to a room full of 20-sumthin males, interested in how to make their very best pussy play for life?
Does that make light, or is it really real? I’m not even sure, so I’ll hold ’em, for now. I want to present my 50-yr-old perspective without having had the slightest interest in checking into theirs, purposely. I’ll risk it. To my ethic, that’s the point of it.
Yesterday afternoon I had a little fun and creative spirit doing the last post with video. That was some fun and after finishing it around 4pm or so I thought I might just hang around with the family, toss back a few, and vegetate. Instead, I decided to go fly once yet again.
It’s only a minute & eighteen. Rock surprise, again. In total, the flight was about 40 minutes and I’m glad that after almost passing it up due the preparation and tear down that takes 1 hour for a 30-40 minute flight in this case, that I just went & did it anyway.
I’ve enjoyed putting a couple of these videos together. It’s rather interesting to pick a music selection you like, plop it in, adjust just right…only to play back and think WOW, am I really that cool?
And that’s why I stopped long before I got to that point.