On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair...

......Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air...

Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light..
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim.....

I had to stop for the night...

There she stood in the doorway.................."


Michael. You do have an inate sense of cutting to the chase. Sort of like me. For better or for worse hehe. And skipping over a few rungs. Well maybe many. That's just how it goes sometimes.

And I had started another post on the brain "thang".

But hey. Times are made to change. So I will leave it for another day.

Unfortunately I am not a Texas Boy. Wish I was. Live a lot of miles from there. But saw the 'Luv ya Blue' Oilers at the Astrodome back in 80'.

But I luv Glax. And she made me a private video....
(Well hold on to your horses. And hats. It eventually became public. So wipe those dirty thoughts outta ya mind. You dirty rascals hehehehhe)


So I send this out to you Glax.