"Hello, I love you won't you tell me your name?  Hello, I love you let me jump in  your game."

 When last I left you I thought I had found a new job, but alas it wasn't meant to be as the corporate minions lied up front and denied at the bargaining table.

 Three months later, via much blood, sweat, tears and frayed nerves, as well as around 100 phone and face-to-face interviews I have found employment.  Way, way too many other friends on here have not yet and I think of them...

 BP capped the oil well (or did they?).  Too late.  The needle and the damage done...

 Status quo in the Middle East.  Men, women and children die daily.

 The lovely, regal, understated, beautiful, charming and utterly resilient Chelsea Clinton got married.  Oh how I wish her well.  She's worthy of iconic status in my eyes.

A beloved member of Open Salon lost her husband.  It was so sudden that other open wounds weren't even healed yet.  It's been a brutal year of loss.

My beautiful son continues to become a young man in front of me.  He accomplished straight A's for the school year.  Wednesday he starts 4th grade.  Yesterday I changed his diapers.

Wiki-leaked...

Politics - same old shit, different daze...

Three months of introspection, musical practice and search for enlightenment.

Just popped in to update my status and alert you that life goes on and I will never forget many on here and the many I refer to I have been lucky enough to stay in touch with via other outlets.

The song remains the same.  All you need is love.  Music, sweet music, I wish I could caress, caress, caress...