Journey Thru 6,500 Songs

Everybody Wants Some. That some seems to be different for every person. Some people, and I would currently put myself in this category, have no idea what it is that they want, they just want something. I struggled to make a birthday gift list. Things change over the years, my wishes usually on a whim. I definitely would not want a Cayonero or some other huge SUV. We have a mini van now, that is fine for me. Although I was asked what I would want if money was no object and I replied that I wanted a new fully rigged out F-150. Not gonna happen. If I had one, I wouldn't have a need for Maps anymore. It would have GPS guidance even though I go no where to need it, but for some reason I want that. I could drive off into the country and get lost looking for a home grown Jalapeno and then use the GPS to find my way back. It would have those fancy running lights, looking like a Neon Tiger running through the night sky ablaze of fire. It would frighten the creatures of the night, like that mountain lion I swore I saw a couple weeks ago run off into a corn field. My wife said it was a coyote. Logic would say she is correct, but I know what I saw. Perhaps it was a wolf, running back to its House of Wolves. I guess the correct term would be a den. Daniel and the lion's den was the bible story. Although I remember absolutely nothing about the story. Jonah and the whale, now that one. I at least remember he lived in the whale, somehow. I guess he had Nothin' To Lose really. You're already stuck in there, might as well make the best of the situation. Isn't that the true measure of the human spirit or some one's resolve. What do you make out of the bad situations? The Word I believe I am looking for is character. No that isn't it, and I have lost The Word I'm thinking of. That there is me in a Nutshell these days. I lose my trains of thought, I feel like I have wasted my brain. I used to take it for granted in school and cruised based on natural talent like some big shot sports player. Now I just ask it, Don't Let Me Down. Really I was the one that let it down. So maybe now it is trying to get back at me. Can I consciously be aware of a subconscious plot my brain has against me? Like we are two separate entities in the way that Homer Simpson always has conversations with his brain. Like we are Alone, Together, apart but one. I think I am realizing this makes absolutely no sense. And somehow that gives me peace.