RobZerrvations
Musings from a Meandering, Mischievous Mind
Music, Music, Music
As long as I can recall, I've been a writer. Only recently, however, did I start to remember that I was also a songwriter. No Top 10 tunes, mind you. But they have become relatively known in my small circles, except for the first song I penned when I was 12. I can still remember the song. It was called Animal Abundance. The theme was being overrun by animals, to the point that the singer perishes in the end. Happy stuff, eh? Especially for a 12 year old. Only one thing was missing in my young...
The Mystery of a Moment
A long time ago, my friend Bobby told me a story that I still carry with me. I was wishful thinking about living on the beach. He said, "I used to have property that overlooked the water." I then queried him about what it was like. He replied, "After several years, we didn't even see the view anymore - until a friend would stop by and say, 'Wow, what a beautiful view you have.'" Now, years later, I think I know what he means. Being born and raised in Seattle and living there for 45 years, I...
Never Trust a Pinto – The Horse or Car
I've learned a valuable lesson in life. Never trust a horse. Or any car named after one. When I was a wee boy of 7 my family went horseback riding in Oregon. We summered there for several years and there was a stable across the street that offered horse rides on the beach. They gave me a Pinto pony named Maverick. They figured he'd be harmless... he was, after all, a pony. Well, he wasn't harmless. Once on the beach, they showed everyone how to jiggle the reins to make the horse run. Being 7,...
Having Faith Hurts
First, this isn't a story of a conquest over a lass who was named Faith. I don't need to blast my love life all over the Net. But it is a funny story, one that always makes my friends laugh. So, here we go. Many years ago I was seeing a woman from Louisiana. Eventually we broke up in a nasty way and that was that. Until we were boarding the plane to go to Grand Cayman for Pirate's Week, that is. As I stepped aboard the plane, there she was, sitting on the aircraft. To make this story short,...
Mea Culpas from a Piratical Soul
I continually laugh at the things I've done in my life. Some I will never share with anyone on this earth, of course. But this morning, I remembered a fun thing we did to my one time friend Buckwheat's girlfriend, Denise. Suffice it to say she was not the lightest bulb in the lamp. So I just couldn't resist having some fun with her. She met us at a tavern for some beers. She told us right up front that she had to leave at 11, and Buckwheat would have to leave with her. I didn't want to cut the...
Old Enough To Know My Limits. Young Enough To Exceed Them.
This year I will turn 50. The Golden Anniversary if you’re married or a television network. A near antique if you’re a car. And someone who’s a grandpa man in the eyes of anyone under 18. It is a strange age to be. My brain says I’m still young and by the life expectancy tables, I am. I have at least a good 30 to 40 years to go on this big blue ball. And when I’m with people my age, they all seem really old. Unfortunately, when I’m with friends who are younger than I am (and that’s the vast...