DRINKING ALCOHOL TAUGHT ME HOW TO FLY
THEN IT TOOK AWAY THE SKY

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

A GOOD DAY!

"OH! THIS HAS GOT TO BE A GOOD DAY, MOMMY!"

AND A GOOD DAY

IT TURNED OUT TO BE

HEEELLLLLP! My bike won't start. Of course, I blame Suzuki Corporation, my wife, all of South Florida with it's battery-hating heat, the catholic church, Musicians Union Local #1 (Cincinnati), my cat Burt, ...but after all it IS the fault of One and only One--GOD! Right? Wrong! Needless to say--maybe I won't say it, then--oh well, I left the F'ing ignition on, and the running lights refused to turn themselves off...for hours. Didn't they realize they were in the garage?? Hmmmmm?


About a month ago someone at my daughter's home suggested strongly that I invest in a good battery charger, preferably a slow-charge-type. I do not like "slow" anything...but for once, AA program clicked in and I bought the charger the next day. Whaddya know...it WORKS! Bike started up, like brand new.


Recently had to buy a set of new tires. Thank God there's but two of them. Only 10,000 miles. Bike is exactly one year old. And riding has been the most fun I've had in many years--since my last bike! Expensive tires, though.


Otherwise, life for me this week is meetings, blogging, not eating, drinking (aw, come on, YOU know--water!) practicing violin, playing at mass, living and loving God's creation--all of it. An acquaintance at the early meeting who rides, told me this morning how he loves the different odors on his way early in the AM.

As we began to enunciate the different smells, I told him I love the farm scents we encounter, skunk, horse's poop, sausage cooking in an un-windowed home, a hint of the approaching rain, which never did arrive, and oh! this morning, some cut hay drying in the pasture, onions growing wild, motor exhaust, burning rubber from big trucks, gasoline, chewing gum, perfume--WOW!--and more perfume. And I go haywire over honeysuckle!


At an 8:30 PM Step SIX meeting tonight, some girl was instructing us on the Eastern religions, philosophies, practices, and benefits derived from them. Needless to say, the seventeen alkies in attendance were enthralled with her 14-minute presentation. I would have stopped her, but it is not one of my 'regular' meetings, and the chairperson was also a know-most-of-it-all type peep.


At this same meeting which is not on my regular route, I sat at a table of a stranger, thinking he might be a person new to our rooms. He was a visitor from Philadelphia, sober since August 1984, and we hit it off. Imagine, not one person was even saying "hello" to this guy. He will meet me tomorrow at the 7 AM meeting. He is kinda shy! Maybe he's with the wrong guy--me?


Also got invited by four other men to join them for breakfast Friday morning, just because they want me to be with them, or they want to be with me, I don't know which, don't care. But it IS wonderful to be loved in that fashion--that people want me to join them in "fellowship" STILL boggles my mind!


AND, (still same meeting) I received an invitation for Anna and me to an AA (navel) birthday party Sunday afternoon! To think I almost didn't get ready to GO to this meeting....

Enough of my "Ravings". Yesterday was "Ranting". Just wanted to share one of my daze, which began at 5:20 AM. And a midnight phone call from a friend is ending this day.


Love to all "youse" guys and girls, and let's all join Mary Christine in staying sober today--maybe even happy, and without serious pain!


PEACE and LOVE,

Steve E

13 comments:

Prayer Girl said...

It is so wonderful to love and be loved.

You are loved.

ME

Shadow said...

love your raves!

Gin said...

That darn rain! It hasn't rained here in weeks! It seems like every afternoon it teases us, but it never quite makes it. I am thinking of doing a rain dance soon.

Mary Christine said...

Happy Thursday Steve.

Ed G. said...

I'm glad you can enjoy the day that god has made for you...

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

Good Raves...

I love the smell of the Jasmine, Magnolia, pluff mud, the smell of fishy decay and marine matter, the smell of boat fuel burning and sunshine....

I also love the smells that are associated with my grandparents farm... fresh field plowed, the barn full of hay, corn feed, chickens, cows, goats and pigs, the smell of all the garden herbs and vegetables, strawberries baking in the sun, vegetables, watermelon... breakfast cooking...apples drying in the sun...

Smell is a good memory receptor.

A. Miles said...

You've put on 10,000 miles in a year?
You only go to meetings so you can ride!!
Your riding record is sounding like mine! I'm assuming this wasn't your first tire replacement??! My first one went at 5,000--back tire. Or maybe there is a reason yours are expensive?!!

I too love the smells when riding--love being put right into the landscape versus being removed from it in a car. But lemme tell you, Kansas and Nebraska, lots of poop smells. Gets overwhelming after 5 days. THought I was gonna start sprouting corn out of my head.

Cat said...

always good to read your upbeat rhythm of the day!

Queenneenee said...

For the love of God eat a friggin sandwich would ya?

Steve E. said...

OK! I have some rye bread, but I've looked all over--cannot find any friggin. Maybe next week!

Linda S. Socha said...

Hey Steve....Love the post...Stop over at Psyche Connections and pick up your well deserved award
Linda

Syd said...

Good raving stuff. Hope that you get the bike up and going. I know how much you like to ride. It seems that the air is filled with perfume this time of year: magnolias, honeysuckle, roses, jessamine, mowed grass. I really like spring.

♥Shann♥ said...

should I say peopleship?