A year of hot buttah goodness


It’s been a very good year.

If I were asked to describe my 2017, I would call it a blessing of people, places, times, events and wonderful things. It wasn’t perfect, but that’s plenty fine with me since I wasn’t asking for such a thing.

What I do know for certain is that my three sixty five provided a turning point for yours truly as per my health, seeing as how I scored a clean bill for an entire calendar year. And yes, I’m calling it with three weeks to go . . because I am feeling pretty fucking giddy about this latest chapter of my life. I want to be able to call it before I finish my Christmas shopping, seeing as how that shit probably won’t get done until some time in January. . .

These days, my mental health is a frolicking tiptoe through blushing tulips whose bloom is a swim of peace, love and tranquility. It’s been forever since I felt this good, which is a very long time if you’re keeping score at home.

Before I get cooking on this entry, I’d like to introduce a talent whose up and comingness is the stuff of “Next Big Thing”. I call the kid a rock star because he has that something different about him when he’s loosing the words and delivering up a new age sound whose solvency is a respectful nod to the music of other times. If Brandon Tyler Wile was a stock, I’d bring the straight cash, homie . . . because he has ups.


I said goodbye to ghosts this year, and was reminded as to why that was a good idea by someone who has become very special to me. Someone whose selfless manner leaves me breathless, and whose strength and perseverance is the stuff of superheroes.ย I said hello to friendships whose fruition is a testament of knowing and belief. These people are my wishes come true; they are my unique investments in the human condition to which I can hang my dreams on with confidence. They are the peace of mind, the love abundant and the harmony whose provisions are made possible by the music of the soul.

And from this, sorrylessย was born. With the brilliant pen of Linds B and the caustic wit of yours truly, I have a very good feeling about this place. This feeling is engendered from the esprit de corps that me and Linds B bring to just about any endeavor we suit up for. She is my wartime consigliere of a pal and, and friends like her are a platinum proposition whose dividends keep on keeping on. This blog is gonna be about just that . . . the keep to keeping on.

If all the other parts of 2017 had been less than stellar, it still would have been worth the ride. Because these peeps divined a music, borne of the crazy chances and I understand the world with more clarity and hope thanks to them. We have aligned ourselves with stars, we have weathered rainy Mondays and we have painted Shakespeare on many a social gathering.

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They are my wishes come true, my unfailing constant in an increasingly uncertain world. They are the singular description of a life well loved, the safe haven word whose comfort sustains, inspires and emboldens me to want more of that very good same. Because they make me feel a certain way whenever they’re in the room.


16 thoughts on “A year of hot buttah goodness

  1. Why thank you, thank you very much!

    It wasn’t perfect, which actually ended up making it just that . . . perfect. For me. And I am grateful beyond words for everything that has happened to me, and I am humbled by the prospects for 2018.

    Thank you OG!

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