Turn on tune in drop out with me by Cracker.

Not very uncle cracker, Cracker.

This is the song that was playing when I sat down to write.

Turn on, what does that mean?

Turn yourself on.

What turns you on?

Tune in, what does that mean?

Tune in to yourself.

Stop looking outward, start looking inward.

Drop out with me, think about it, I’m turned on by writing and I’m tuned in to myself like a motherfucker and a half.

I never look outward, what I see in my life is reflections of me.

What do they need from me?

I love my life taking care of disabled veterans. I’m a veteran myself.

We may not have served in the same branch, or years, but every veterans knows that only a veteran will understand.

It’s brothers and sisters each and everyone. They’re like blood to me and they mean more to me than my own blood, except my son.

And next week The Dude will be here in Chico.

I’m excited because I haven’t seen my son since October, nearly a year.

He’s 19 and living his life. I’m proud that he’s living his life, not a life chosen for him, a life of his choosing.

When I raised him, I didn’t punish him. When he would act up or out, as child will do, I got his attention.

Is that being The Dude?

What does it mean to be The Dude?

Say please and thank you, work at being friends with people, and stuff that made him a decent human being.

As an adult, he’s more mature than I was when I was 19.

Now, as he brainwashed himself, he brainwashed me at the same time. It made me a better human being.

Now, I’m stoned and I don’t know what to write, so I’ll finish here.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.