IT GOES ALONG LIKE THIS FOR A WHILE

My old buddy Rocket used to say "It goes along like this for a while and then it gets worse."  I know he stole the line from someone but it doesn't matter.  It always sounded great coming from Rocket.

Just as I was going to post this blog the "Alleluia Chorus" from Handel's "Messiah" came on the Holiday music I was playing as I wrote.  It reminded me of a Christmas.  We actually laughed at this story at Mom and Dad's after Jim's funeral.  There was a Christmas when everyone was there and gathered, had all eaten breakfast and were ready for the "present fest."  Jim was still sleeping.  I have no recollection why since at that time he would have been on college break, but we had had enough of it.  So I went upstairs with the help of either Jane or Andy and took the humongous speakers that he had in his room and put them at the head of his bed.  Then I rifled through his records and, of course, found the "Messiah."

Knowing it would be the last track, we jacked the speakers up as loud as they would go. I dropped the needle softly and suddenly, at the volume that would rival full orchestral concert, the chorus began.  Jim literally levitated from his bed.

He sat, disheveled and ticked off as he shook the sleep away and said "Why the Hell did you do that???"

I responded, "I thought you could 'Handel' it."  As angry as he was, he laughed.

I had something completely different I was going to post and now I can't remember what it was.  I'm tired, it's been a long weekend and tomorrow starts another day.  But I remembered my brother with a smile and a laugh as opposed to anger.  That's wonderful.

Oh, and I am going to start playing at this awesome gay bar named the "Aqua Lounge" twice a month.  I think that's what I was going to write about.  I think that getting my life back and reconciling Jim are one and the same.  Good night then.