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Da Count

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Today… simple. I’m counting Suicide Lounge. Simple, in that… that’s something that counts for me right now. Not so simple is… WHY it counts. I remarked the other day that I still feel like I’m hallucinating when we rehearse or play together. Not an exaggeration. These guys know what they’re doing, and I just get [...]

Da Count

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I know, I know, it’s late. But it’s still Friday. Memories “…like the corners of my miiiiiiind….” I had to do that. Today I’m counting memories. But I don’t see them as misty, or water-colored. They’re the jewels that still shine, even when the frame of our lives has grown dull, misty, water-colored, gray, or [...]

Da count.

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I’m counting! I’m counting! That, right there, should count. But that’s not my count today. No, today’s count is… Unsolicited Advice Marvel with me now: “Oooooooooh…” “But Joy,” you say, “How does unsolicited advice count? Don’t most people find it useless, or get annoyed by it?” That is most certainly, very often, the case. Still, [...]

Stepping through the apertures that appear in front of you.

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Today, I’m counting… um, Idunno-what-to-call-’em. You know, when Julie Andrews (note: I always wanted to be her when I grew up, a topic for another blog) said, as Maria in Sound of Music, “Whenever God closes a door, he always opens a window.” It’s THAT which I’m talking about. Those little openings. Something ends, but [...]