Traverse City Eve

Travel Day

11:58 pm Saturday October 4 2025

There was no show today. Just travel, which was an uneventful 3 1/2 hours of sitting in the backseat of the truck. 

For years I’d keep myself entertained on long trips by staring out the window of the airplane, car or tour bus. It was like meditation. My mind was open and relaxed; perfect for deep, mind blowing insights into the nature of the universe and my place in it. 

But as soon as the car would stop or the airplane would land, I’d lose the thread of it. 

Finally, I decided to keep a notebook handy and attempt to put at least one of those revelations into words before the spell was broken. 

Hold on there say hey diddle diddle

Full of life and fit as a fiddle

You know damned well you’re stuck in the middle

But the morning sun is shining down

And the rhythm of the day rolls on

Wise Words

As my father would say:

“Well I’ll be a dirty glass of circus lemonade”