The Bond Factor

I have always had a fascination for the older James Bond films, The music, the racy lines, the ultimate display of male chauvinism. It is a breath of fresh air in the current "I am thinking what you are saying but am afraid to admit it" I do not know anyone who doesn't like James Bond, especially guys. Many years ago, I remember riding in a real Aston Martin DB5, THE Bond car. I have never forgotten those few miles, between school and home, soaking up the smell of leather and teak. The only Bond car I can afford these days is a small replica with little headlights that actually work when operated! Keeps me dreaming though!

Who Are You?

A couple of days after my previous post, I decided to accept an invitation to "jam' at a local watering hole with some friends. I could hear Pete say "watch for the changes and try to keep up" Ok, so I am no Pete Townshend on guitar, but isn't it about having fun and just making music?, not that I suck, but it's quite obvious that I was working that tricky chord change that I can never remember...One day!

Do I look like Pete Townshend to you?

So I am out, having dinner, when a gentlemen walks over to me and shakes my hand. Hey Pete!, he says, remember me? we worked on "Tommy"! The blank stare in my eyes as I slowly released his hand made him realize that he had the wrong person. Not deterred, he returns with a camera, and with one arm around my shoulder he mutters, "wait until I tell my friends about this!" !CLICK!

09:00 Conference Call....

Sometimes, during calls, I will doodle with a few colored pencils I keep in my bag! While others drone on, I pleasantly drift, just enough to keep my world a reality.