Where In the World Is Carmen San Francisco…..

So I calculated that I will actually be home exactly five days in the month of March. That is pretty much the longest that I’ve been away since I left home for ten years to move to Toronto.
Sure, it will be a test. Sure, I will have a blast of a good time. Sure, I will be a train wreck when I finally get home after all that travel. Sure, I will brag about it to everyone I can. Maybe.
So, the updates will be sparse and not very eventful. Follow me on the regular social media outlets to figure out where I am.

Cheerio!

Soul Like a Lucifer, Black and Cold Like a Piece of Lead…..

Song of the Day: Misguided Angel – Cowboy Junkies
I said “Mama, he’s crazy and he scares me
But I want him by my side
though he’s wild and he’s bad
and sometimes just plain mad
I need him to keep me satisfied”

I said “Papa, don’t cry cause it’s alright
And I see you in some of his ways
Though he might not give me the life that you wanted
I’ll love him the rest of my days”

Misguided angel hangin’ over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer, black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you ’til I’m dead

I said “Brother, you speak to me of passion
You said never to settle for nothing less
Well, it’s in the way he walks,
it’s in the way he talks
His smile, his anger and his kisses”

I said “Sister, don’t you understand?
He’s all I ever wanted in a man
I’m tired of sittin’ around the T.V. every night
Hoping I’m finding a Mr. Right”

Misguided angel hangin’ over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer
Black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you ’til I’m dead

He says “Baby, don’t listen to what they say
There comes a time when you have to break away”
He says “Baby there are things we all cling to all our life
It’s time to let them go and become my wife”

Misguided angel hangin’ over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer
Black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you ’til I’m dead

Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me…..

Song of the Day: Super Trouper – Abba

Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me
But I won’t feel blue
Like I always do
‘Cause somewhere in the crowd there’s you

I was sick and tired of everything
When I called you last night from Glasgow
All I do is eat and sleep and sing
Wishing every show was the last show
(Wishing every show was the last show)
So imagine I was glad to hear you’re coming
(Glad to hear you’re coming)
Suddenly I feel all right
(And suddenly it’s gonna be)
And it’s gonna be so different
When I’m on the stage tonight

Tonight the
Super Trouper lights are gonna find me
Shining like the sun
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Smiling, having fun
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Feeling like a number one
Tonight the
Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me
But I won’t feel blue
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Like I always do
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
‘Cause somewhere in the crowd there’s you

Facing twenty thousand of your friends
How can anyone be so lonely
Part of a success that never ends
Still I’m thinking about you only
(Still I’m thinking about you only)
There are moments when I think I’m going crazy
(Think I’m going crazy)
But it’s gonna be alright
(You’ll soon be changing everything)
Everything will be so different
When I’m on the stage tonight

Tonight the
Super Trouper lights are gonna find me
Shining like the sun
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Smiling, having fun
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Feeling like a number one
Tonight the
Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me
But I won’t feel blue
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Like I always do
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
‘Cause somewhere in the crowd there’s you

So I’ll be there when you arrive
The sight of you will prove to me I’m still alive
And when you take me in your arms
And hold me tight
I know it’s gonna mean so much tonight

Tonight the
Super Trouper lights are gonna find me
Shining like the sun
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Smiling, having fun
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Feeling like a number one
Tonight the
Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me
But I won’t feel blue
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Like I always do
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
‘Cause somewhere in the crowd there’s you

It’s Not Writer’s Block, It’s Negligence, Well Sort Of….

Sometimes I feel like writing here is therapeutic. Sometimes I feel like writing here is a chore. Sometimes I totally forget about writing here. I apologize.
For there are some followers who actually follow this little I started some gosh darn so many years ago. And they not only follow, but they actually read. And they not only read, but they remember. And they not only remember, but they care. And that’s cool.
So I will remember to write when I can. And I won’t just phone it in. And I won’t just leave you… unless there is a good reason to.

Continued….