Through a window

Tomorrow being the beginning of a new month also brings a few things to mind. One is I’ve seen the geese flying again. Last fall they were passing through for the winter, and now they are again passing us by, but headed for home. I love watching them. Reminds me of reading Farley Mowatt. I first read him as a kid, “Owls in the Family,” was the first one I read. He’s got some great books out there. Definitely worth taking the time to check into and read.

I’ve been reading some interesting stories lately. Most recently I’ve delved into Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and the world of Sherlock Holmes. Besides being great stories to read, one of the things I enjoy about reading authors like Doyle, Mark Twain, Charles Dickens, Bram Stroker, etc., is they are a real step into the past. Just think, the writing that you are reading is an actual link to the late 1800’s. The worlds they describe around the stories are just as real as the one we live in now. Customs, language, habits, descriptions of cities, it’s all real, and it’s still all there! Authentic time travel is at our fingertips.

There was a time in the late 70’s when I was living in Cave Creek, and working as a line cook in a restaurant. At that point in time I had no car, no phone, no TV. I walked to work and hitched rides as I needed them, used the phone at work if I really wanted to talk to someone, listened to a lot of music and read.

Reading is a blast. One of my earliest memories is sitting on the couch with my mother, with her pointing out words and me slowly learning them. I don’t know how old I was, but Mom had me reading at a very young age. That’s just one of the gifts she gave me, and it has never left. I’ve never thanked her enough for that, and I do now.

It’s only natural that those of us who read a lot, think we can write. Now that is where a blog can step in. Actually, I’m so far behind the technology curve there may be something more up to date than a blog already, I don’t know. But for the time being I’ll keep rambling here.

It’s good to be back, and another Finance class starts tomorrow night.

A Brief Respite

See, I didn’t disappear in the storm. I have however, disappeared into a finance class. In hindsight, waiting to take the two most difficult classes for my degree, followed by doing a thesis may not have been the best way to approach this entire matter. What the heck though, the end is in sight! I think that I may hang up a shingle, call myself a “life coach” and charge people $200 bucks an hour and simply tell them not to make the same mistakes I have. It’s easy telling people what they ought to do.




I just got back from band practice, (not to be confused with choir practice, for those of you who are Joseph Wambaugh fans). Years ago when I lived in Cave Creek we did have choir practice. Those who know what it is, know what it is, and those who don’t, don’t. But, I digress.



So the band, if it can be called that, and I think it can, there’s a drummer, a bass player, and me, the guitar player, meets with irregular regularity. None of us are giving up our day jobs, yet. Getting together and playing is a great way to spend an evening. We don’t have anything special done yet, but we jam, try to play some songs we know, and have fun.



So that’s a quick update. Tomorrow I delve back into the world of finance class, and a final project. Just weeks ago I didn’t have any idea what WACC is(Weighted Average Cost of Capitol, for those who really want to know), and tomorrow I’m going to start looking for it. How’s that for progress?



When this class is over, I’ll be able to say, just like Jimi Hendrix did,

I just came back today,

I just came back from the storm…………