Rock Is Dead...Again

Fourteenth Step

Bob Mayo On The Keyboards... Bob Mayo

The death of my youth surrounds me

Passing names and memories 

The experience of a life fragmented 

Becoming the result of illogical intrusions

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Seizure

Episodic viewing in the reruns of your life

Change the channel...mute the sound...turn it off

The cable is out but the reception is clear

High frequency awareness

Forever Young

Simple Boy

The pain in the gain of truthful reflection

Avian rising to grasp the prize

Count the results of unfettered plans

She was a hound called Karma    

Raised On Promises

The philosophy of the geometry in the angles of existence

Measure time with a compass as the diameter grows

Stretch the hypotenuse into extensions of pi

The numbers tell a story that was never there

We Need More Of This

I'm Back!... (Say Hi To Your Mother For Me)

There is no excuse like yesterday, but tomorrow always comes

The vague recollection of what it meant to be scared
Apathy being threatened by excitement 
Changes to a new beginning commissioned in my mind 

U.S.A.! U.S.A.! U.S.A.!

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Point #1

Hola, beeches!... I'm not quite sure why I said that, but it seemed appropriate thirty seconds ago. As you can probably tell, this is my first post of 2014. Pretty sad and disappointing if I do say so myself. I have nothing and nobody to blame... though given a timely scapegoat, I would jump all over it like a drunk white girl on a Tiramisu.

I knew that there were only three things that could possibly bring me out of my self-imposed exile.

1. The greatest February stage race hosted by an absurdly rich and oppressive middle-eastern Sheikdom.

2. An American rider winning "anything" on the Pro Tour.

3. Any country that has the balls to use a two million dollar Bugatti Veyron as a Police car.

 All three came together with a Taylor Phinney GC win in a cosmic occurrence rarer than witnessing Bigfoot having sex with a Unicorn. Yeah...that rare! 

Well played, Dubai...well played.