death, devices and huge divots

A lot has taken place since the last post. I have golfed about 72 or more holes at various courses; the Gordy Challenge out at Maple Hills, Stonehedge on Fathers Day near Augusta, up at St. Ives near Big Rapids, and the league at Thornapple. I need a break from golf for awhile, I have been sucking lately and need a swing-mind revamping.

BUT the big news is the death of the King of Pop. All I think of is the Artist twisted and tortured inside. Jimi, Janis, J. Morrison, Elvis, Van Gogh, Rimbaud, James Dean, Dennis Wilson, Kurt Cobain, Michael and others; their genius battled the pain, drove the soul of their creative ride along the crest of an existence that was surreal and on time, in the moment and off the wall. The artist feels life experiences at a level most do not. Translates it into something we can all only try and understand. They strove to help us make sense of what value the sweetness this life possesses for us all against the darkness.

I offer my poem robot love from mid 70's:

what is it that bubbles is my brain every time the robot tries to look my way I know they see it the look in my eye I know they see it they think it's a lie

what is it that cuts through the eye of the robot when he insists on playing out his hand it's always the same oh how the man hates the sound of our wrippled band it's never the same it's robot love

robot love caring to prefer not to saying no to the status quo give a show grow your own self it's only fair sell short despair not it's worth it who says who cares who stares

stairs stirs stars stars stairs stirs stirs stars stairs still sit wait still waiting i waited waited waited for his return for his return upon hes return i lost touch again it wasn't worth it

sweet robot do stay away i feel easier this way hurt it does to see me cry me try me die me cry me try me die

Frog in the Blog

This is the Frog that has adopted or adapted our habitat to his or hers recently. right under our front window. It has a very loud and sexy chirp noise it makes, calling for someone or something I imagine. If you know what kind it is let me know. A peeper? Michigan frogs and toads websites did not have this particular species with a photo.

Grad parties and checking out our musician friends gigs took up most of the last weekend. Have to mention that in between we saw the movie "Revolutionary Road" , which was troubling and insightful tale of dreams unrealized and inner demons, great acting by Kate Winslet and Leonardo De.... but there was GOLF too of course, finally got over to where Davie G. is working at the Ravines near Saugatuck and played with old Fraser pal Tom Buckles and White Cloud/Fremont native Dave Hewitt-good time, great weather and had the long, lonely drive back after Red Wings loss but had good phone company from Peter, BMAD, and Mary.
Til the Solstice enjoy the sights, sounds and scenery ..........

Junein

The glories of June abound with green in abundance and gardens growing. school schedules slow down or end altogether and we move slowly into summer. I have worked my third Pantry day now and they entrust our little crew with the keys to the church community hall.
Last weekend was the one of the biggest for celebrations in Kalamazoo. Art fairs, the Do-Dah parade, Greek fest, and concerts. Mary and I hit Friday evening for the Art Hop where we were running into friends and acquaintances at breakneck speed. We hooked up with Mike and Susan, Patrick and Peggy for dinner at Charlie Fosters and went home kind of early so that we were in good shape for the Greek fest on Saturday where I assisted Susan and her Palamazoo crew in entertaining tots near the playground inside the Arcadia Festival site. Downtown was packed with folks checking out the parade and art, etc. The weather was just right. It was a short and sweet gig and we got some little ones to smile and shake an egg , sing along or swing a streamer. We boogied to the sounds of the greek music as the puppets. After that we hit the food tent for some Greek grub and a beer. It was an early night again, stayed home and watched a Netflick and some Red Wings as they get closer to the Cup. The camera malfunctioned on Saturday so we have no pictures of the Palamazoo Greek fest show. Sorry, make it up next time.