I took this with my Holga. James is the guy on the right! Yeah your welcome i just had to clear that up!
Thanks Christine. it was the bulb switch on the bottom making all my Holga action blurry. Now if i can learn how to advance the film with no stopper.

The death of Paul Sikes

There are men who demand your respect and then there are the kinds most of us are used to who want respect on demand. Paul was the first type. The gentleman dad living each day to its fullest. The type of sweet guy you’d hook your sister up with if you had one to hooked up. The type of guy the American dream is all about.

Today is his funeral. Taken so young, but having lived a rich and full life. He did this in Neosho of al the places. Gives me hope that if I could be more at home with home where ever I am calling home life would mean more.

So to the Georgia boy with the manners every mother would admire; I am going miss your sure and steady eye, your shaky voice and your sincerity when you would say “So good to see you again Dainer, sure wish you were still here playing them drums. Aint nobody make’em do what you can, and that’s a fact.” The world has lost a great man, who unintentionally taught lessons I will always remember

I apologize in advance for this raw and rucass post, excuse me I’ll be right back.

Ok I am going public with my health problem – Friends I am dieing. I have this affinity for this quasi fast food place called Fire Bowl. I think the food there rocks but every time i eat it wow. Acid reflux aint got nuthin’ on the acid what ever’s I get.

So I went there for lunch with my friend Scott. Yeah I ate like it was the last day for me to be alive. What makes the food so damn good and the residual that follows the gorging so violent?

So I found this nice picture of this big green apple. Because like good Americanized Asian food, too many of these pretty green Granny Smiths will also tear the shit out of your shitter!

I have some new friends! That is a big deal when you are married and rarely get out of the house. These guys are all in a band called the professional Americans. They rock. So James Jason and Corbin have just moved to our fare city to expand the waistline of their bands pants and they are all going to our church. That is great because the new worship guy Eddie needs a great band to back him up. Corbin has blog on here to. Scroll down to a picture of a house I am guessing they seen while here in the ATX finding a place to live. I thought it was kind of back woods MO funny. It is like a house made onto a bus. The whole thing made me think of Bolder City and this place my grandpa used to have out there. I loved this old trailer w/no phone and this big Texaco sign that had been welded into a table. My gramps is buried on a hillside opposite this old place. The trailer has long since been torn down and now I think it has some cows grazing there.

I remember going out there one early fall morning with my Pop in his old truck. There used to be a tiny little store there on the corner and we would get grape soda and Rocky road candy bars. Sweet memories.

It is amazing to me how much I can love where I came from and feel no present connection to it other than the same feeling you get when you see a movie. Every one would have a different movie and mine would have elements O’ Brother where the heck are ya’. Thanks for letting me get all misty for a second. Do you ever wonder though what our ancestors would be like if they were in our situations? I think would my Holiness Pentecostal Grandfather get why I am doing what I am? Could he accept me in my post Christian environment?

Yeah this all goes over like a ham sandwich in a synagogue with my mom. I asked her what she thought in the same context. Maybe my tone was too condescending. I don’t mean to make it like a sci-fi movie and we are crossing the bridge to see the “elders” that are like Zombies that are so just, dead and I wish I could shake them awake. No I wish I could transform my self into a leader they would follow. They follow like Hitler’s Generals, no problem. If I could some how get back into the image. I could even stop wearing my hair cool and I would lead them slowly out. It would have to be so carefully executed as to never reveal what was going on. I would hate to cause a revert. We have seen reversions, * they never go well. It would be bad if that happened it could become Militant. I don’t want to get hurt, heck no I am anti war. Let me say that I did not have either a W or a W-crossed through on my car. It just looks like it is a side taken. Are you Blue or grey? What they freed the saves? Great oden’s Raven! Democrats-Republicans, Sinners-Saints, Super doper Saints – lower case saints. I do what I believe not necessarily what the crowd of people with cars like me do! I have indecently never seen a Volvo wagon with a pro-Busch sticker. And if you drive a Suburban and you are Democrat that is just funny to me.

Ok I have to go now. I am gonna be in so much trouble.