Shocker

Shocker
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Nuff said...

Christmas time is here....

starbucks
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Saturday morning was the big Oak Ridge Christmas Parade. I look forward to this each year. In the past 6 years, it's become kind of a tradition with the folks. My mom loves coming to the parades and she gets to see a lot of people from "town." Mom found a penny in the street while she was picking up tootsie rolls for Parker. She brought it to me with a big tear in her eye. She said Eddie was watching the parade with us. Knowing Eddie, I really doubt it, but it sure made her feel all warm and fuzzy. Eddie would've been cussing and wondering what the hell he was doing in Oak Ridge when it's 30 degrees outside.

We froze our asses off, but it was worth it. There were llamas on leashes again this year (the main reason we go).

After the parade, Vicki and I went to Starbucks. The Cafe Americano just tastes better in the red cups.

Me & Andre

Me & Andre
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I love my kitty! He is a snuggle bunny. We put up the Christmas tree over the weekend. That sure was an interesting event. Andre climbed right up the middle and stretched across the branches. After a night out on Saturday, we came home very late. I was pleasantly surprised to see the tree still standing, but a little worse for the wear. Andre completely flattened out one side of the tree. It will be an interesting Christmas.

The Jimi Hendrix Monterey Fender Strat

The Jimi Hendrix Monterey Fender Strat
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I've been thinking lately about my blogspot. Maybe I should just go ahead and dedicate this whole damn blogspot to my late brother, since I seem to blog more about him, than anything else.

You see, Monday was his birthday. It was also Jimi's birthday. Eddie loved the fact they shared the same birthdate. This year, the day went unmentioned. It wasn't the big elephant in the room I thought it might be. Lil' llama has been under the typical teenage angst (again, I know), Mom's been crying since Thanksgiving, but it's been mostly "happy" tears (if that makes any sense), so I thought it best just to leave it be.

I know Eddie can't read this blog, no more than Jesus gets emails, but just the mere act of posting this picture makes me feel a little closer to him.

The guitar in the picture was produced by Fender. John Mayer, one of my favorite guitarists has it posted on his blog. Just for the record, John is awesome, but he's just one on a list of my three favorites and he's actually third on my list. Of course Jimi takes first place, followed by the great (and personal friend) Chris Smallcomb.

If you know what it's like to loose someone you love, you are just beginning to understand how I feel about my loss. My brother and I had not spoken for quite a while when suddenly passed away. My last words to him were vicious and unkind, as were his to me. I have spent many moments wondering if he has forgiven me, or if our actions toward each other are just a demon I will live with for the rest of my life. I have no doubt that damn demon will be there forever.

Eddie's widow, whom I was equally nasty to, has become a best friend to me. I would trade my own life just to be able to give him back to her. As severe as my loss was, her's was the greatest. So Miss, this blog's for you, sweet girl.

And just in case EB's got wifi...rock out, smoke out, drink a corona and kiss that black dog for me.

PS. For the nosey bitch in Clarksville who found my blogspot....don't you have some diapers to change or some drinks to serve, or better yet, a worthless husband to bail out?