my very sobering blog
some people look to God for inspiration. i look to one of God's gifts for inspiration. i watched a documentary on Dave Munstaine of Megadeth the other day. i was riveted by his story.i had the pleasure to meet him in the '80's when my sister worked as his band's press manager at Capitol Records. my sister said he was equally impressed with me. a high compliment for sure.
This man struggles with monumental drug and alcohol addiction but has kicked it and is a responsible family man with a wife and 2 successful children. he has overcome throat cancer and is currently in remission.
This man as been to rehab 15 times and thanks be to God that he is clean, sober and a living icon.
i appreciate his struggles and respect his tenacity and strength. his health achievements soar even higher than his musical genius.
i have struggled with addiction for probably 20 years. i've been to rehab once, after ODing on pills and whiskey. spent 48 hours under suicide watch, a very unpleasant experience.
last night, while i went out for smokes, i entertained the idea of picking up a 15 pack of beer that i can finish in a day, but while i was driving to the gas station, i could see Dave's face. i thought about what he had been through and where he is now, and i drove straight home.
i've been clean a week. i know it's not much but i have pictures of Dave to remind me of how i can be. if i have the will. Dave helps me. no, he's not God but i think God has finally reached me, through Dave.
this blog isn't about attention seeking. it's a sliver of a reality some of us live and i'm talking about it.
here's one of my favorite songs
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I'm ironing my undie gruds as I type this BS.
PS: I wear garters when riding, do you?
As you do my fine fellow......
Word on the Street is that Musk and Elon are about to dwell, throw down the gauntlet and run wild, like a hot child in the city, running round and looking pretty.
I'll have you know my fine fellow of 'Chester', we shall revolt, we shall pack up our troubles in our ol' kit bags and swim, swim, swim
The Sun never sets on Ol' Blighty
Prey tell, do tell. How's lock down in your neck of the woods Star Man? Are you wearing your mask like a good little vegemite?
Just joking. I need to lie down before I fall down.
Goodnight
A tad cheesy but it's awesome non the less.
Actually, I changed my mind. I was about to play "Every Rose Has it's Thorn".
After seriouse deliberation with Trump at the helm saying "Brett, good on ya mate"
My song would be (one of my fav's)
Thanks so much for posting your poems... I've listened to them all on the tube.
My favourite is Bangor Creek... but your emotion in others didn't escape me either. Bangor Creek you didn't film in "landscape" and capture the moment in "Vista-vision"... Instead, you did it in "portrait". Please get your act together on your camera! lol. I hear you can press buttons, but please learn to press the right ones, hahaha...
hug:
also
if one of my commenters does have a problem...not saying they do...maybe
this blog will plant a seed...or not...
it boils down to will
Sir stay in cheque.
In the mean time. "Take a walk on the wild side"
The River flows with "farrrrken" train tracks to god knows. Destination???? The track and path unfolds.
..being an Astronot, eYe decided to pour 2tblsp. Of
Said beverage over my deluxe french roast coffee grounds. Then brew up in my Abnormal way-- which is proprietary.
Anyhoo, was pleased with the result..
It delivered exotic flavor without dominating the McCovfefe.
i'll eat some cheese and think of you, Luke
it's my birthday month. shooting for day 46. wooha
is that you are the sweetest thing north of Equator.
i was on a redeye to Indiana with mom, to visit grandma,
in the airplane, i turned around and saw Ed sitting in the seat behind me. what are the odds?
Here's another what are the odds.
Flew to Tanya in SA as you remember dec2011.
First to London to change plane and on the seat in front of me stood up the most fantastic looking Norw bird. She smiled and looked sweetly so we struck up a convo and walked into Heathrow talking
as we'd known each other all our lives. I could not destroy her impression of my be telling I wanted her number in case...lol... That's when I found you may not need to fly across the pond to catch water after all.
smash that picture by asking for her phonenumber now could I... shii
It's belongs the story that I had a pretty good idea it would not work out,
and that was proven some 10 hours later.