Thankfulness or the Small Stuff Ain’t important

Where am I? Somewhere above Arizona or New Mexico, I think. I'm flying east to Raleigh on board an American Airlines jet that should've taken off a few hours ago except there was this teensy wire that came undone and the pilot thought it might be a good idea to reattach it. I concur. And … Continue reading Thankfulness or the Small Stuff Ain’t important

It’s all Greek to Me…and I am smiling!

I'm lying in my air conditioned villa...okay, apartment at the Kaloni Village near Skala Kaloni. It's been a warm morning of exploration, grocery shopping and deciphering signs and labels. The saying, "it's all Greek to me!" could never be more true, here in the south of this island that has its history of being so … Continue reading It’s all Greek to Me…and I am smiling!

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 road..to Sycamore Mineral Springs Resort … Continue reading I Got Stood Up By a Ghost aka My Adventure with The Big Can o’Max

Will you still need me….when I’m 64?

Yeah, i know, I probably already mentioned...Max and I had a 1984 magnum of champagne we were saving to celebrate a special occasion. We figured it would be a movie role or a script sale for him, a book deal for me, or our combined 64th birthdays. Things change. Max died. The bottle got drunk … Continue reading Will you still need me….when I’m 64?

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!

Dying to be Born Again: creativity has its downs and ups

I'm awake. It's heaven knows when in the middle of the night. Oh yes, it's 3:00AM. I've awakened with chest pains...no it's probably gas, but I grew up in a family of acute awareness of the body and all that might go awry. Every slight hint of disease, malcontent, or drip of mucus was treated … Continue reading Dying to be Born Again: creativity has its downs and ups

Petrified Can O’Max #5

Tis the holiday season and I am on the road, again! No, I am not moonlighting as a warped, Jewish version of Santa Claus, though I am driving a shiny red ford escape which might be mistaken by nearsighted individuals as a sleigh... But I'm not schlepping tons of wrapped shit across the country or … Continue reading Petrified Can O’Max #5

Sacred Change… Let’s Embrace it!

Why are we so afraid of change ? Alright, I will point my finger at myself. Why am I so afraid of change? This is a question that seems to keep coming up and slapping me in the face. Ouch. Yes, there are other questions, but it appears that the change thingie is the major … Continue reading Sacred Change… Let’s Embrace it!

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