Buddhists stole my clarinet... and I'm still as mad as Hell about it! How did a small-town boy from the Midwest come to such an end? And what's he doing in Rhode Island by way of Chicago, Pittsburgh, and New York? Well, first of all, it's not the end YET! Come back regularly to find out. (Plant your "flag" at the bottom of the page, and leave a comment. Claim a piece of Rhode Island!) My final epitaph? "I've calmed down now."
Hey.. did I mention that Buddhists stole my clarinet? It's the only logical explanation I can give for ... well... all of this. I know it's not the reason, I really, really know. But they're the most helpless bunch of innocent bystanders that I can find to blame at present. And please. No hate mail from Buddhists now. I love you all, each and every denomination. OTHERS may find them responsible, but I am not one, and those who cast aspersions are NOT affiliated with me. I have love and forgiveness in my heart. But if you ever find that guy Devananda...it was a Le Blanc Noblet, Damn it! How did a small-town boy from the Midwest come to such an end? And what's he doing in Pennyslvania? Well, first of all, it's not the end YET! Come back for my regular rants about life, politics, the arts, and anything that I find just plain nuts in everyday life. About 5 years ago, I had vocal chord surgery. The doctor botoxed my left vocal chord so it would heal. I lost my voice for 6 months. My wife later offered to pay the doctor to botox it again on a semi-annual basis.
