Profound thoughts dissolve quickly from my fading scattered mind. I've been working on a good buzz with a good buddy all day, and now he's gone, along with my mind. Drove it right along into the rainy afternoon and now it's in stoned neutral.

I'm accepting the fact that my mind is on the last train to Clarksville, my body has left the station, and it's OK!

I had a great video chat last night with my boy Riley and his family in Washington State. My grand-daughter Ariella now remembers me from Nashville last Summer, and that's very cool.

She was holding the phone and staring into my eyes with a glimmer from hers that said I remember you grandpa!

So I guess I'm OK. I have no love life, just a couple of friends, and family scattered across the country, that I will never see.