Selling Max’s CJ7 – do they drive jeeps in heaven?

Judging by my title, most people who know me also know I'm finally ready to sell Maxie's infamous jeep. For those who don't know me, I can say that the JEEP has been a labor of love, grief, frustration, more love, a lot of tears, a good deal of hard earned cash and help from … Continue reading Selling Max’s CJ7 – do they drive jeeps in heaven?

I Got Stood Up By a Ghost aka My Adventure with The Big Can o’Max

Yeah, I know. Its been months since I last wrote. Where does time go? Actually, I've been writing elsewhere (though much has been in my head and not on paper- virtual or otherwise). So where was I when last I began this missive? The first week of March. On the Sycamore Mineral Springs Resort … Continue reading I Got Stood Up By a Ghost aka My Adventure with The Big Can o’Max

Robots, reality and the flu

Deep in the Heart of Texas. Yessiree, when I began this little sing song ditty I was still in Austin, keeping it weird, Texas, feeling pretty darn good, except for a slight case of sniffly allergy and musing how quickly time flies when I'm having fun and how ridiculously slow it is when I'm not. … Continue reading Robots, reality and the flu

Can o’Max #7 Kentucky Bound -Get Over it!

Its December 31 and I gave Can o'Max #7 away. Well, not exactly away, that sounds flippant, when that's not my intent, at least here. I gave it to Max's brother Simmy and his kids Zach and Abby yesterday, to take back to Lexington where they live now and where Max used to, long ago. … Continue reading Can o’Max #7 Kentucky Bound -Get Over it!

Can o’Max #6 ala Breaking Bad

Here we are...Son Billy and me, heading south to Austin from Scottsdale to Albuquerque then on to Lubbock ...but first a stop at the dam where Walter White waited for his new identity in Breaking Bad. I figured that would be a good place to deposit can #6. Max loved that show. It gave me … Continue reading Can o’Max #6 ala Breaking Bad

Can o’Max #4 – The Tour Continues

Once again, I find myself sitting in a hotel room, typing on my trusty iPad, reaching into the cosmos for the words to make sense of this weekend's journey. In celebration of my beloved sweetheart, Max Middleton's 63rd birthday on October 31, Halloween, Samhain, Day of the Dead, All Soul's Day, I am here to … Continue reading Can o’Max #4 – The Tour Continues

Woman steals dog from grieving man.

People can be really fucked up. Yesterday I received a phone call from my friend Dan. He was beside himself. His dog had been stolen. Okay, that news is BAD. I mean who steals a dog? What kind of an a-hole would do that sort of thing? I'll tell you, but it ain't gonna make … Continue reading Woman steals dog from grieving man.

Honey, i sold your motorcycle.

"Sell the damn thing. It's okay baby I don't need it where I am, I've got one that runs great!" That's what I hear him saying. It's just weeks before what would have been my beloved Max Middleton's 63rd birthday. He was a Halloween baby, the spook. I'm wondering if per chance he will show … Continue reading Honey, i sold your motorcycle.

LALALAND here I come…right back where I started from

I'm sitting at Austin Bergstrom airport at gate 13. My flight leaves in an hour. I have neither purchased a barbecue sandwich at Salt Lick, nor a triple decker icecream cone from Amy's. I have not bought a Keep Austin Weird tee shirt though I am somewhat tempted to buy a shocking pink tee shirt … Continue reading LALALAND here I come…right back where I started from

The party’s over? I don’t think so

I just looked at my calendar. I'm heading home tomorrow. Panic fills the air and I can't breathe. I'm feeling wobbly in my legs and might need to call a doctor. NO. This can't be happening. Whatever shall I do? Hold on a second. That was just "old me" seeing if she could get a … Continue reading The party’s over? I don’t think so