Short stories now posted by installments in an entirely new blog. It seems the most efficient way to keep two things going at once. I’ve just begun posting the second short story. Click the link to check it out. Oh, and the name of this new blog? Heroes & Hellhounds… of course!
A few posts back, I had photos of Adrian Peterson, and recieved a positive comment about his visual appeal. I replied that being a straight guy, I’m not wired to see the sex appeal in other men. But hey, we all have our preferences. I’ve got a certain look that really gets me. Yelena’s the bomb:
She’s the perfect blend of feminine strength.
No wonder she’s been on both my blogs repeatedly.
Women like Yelena are way too young for this geezer, her world record status entirely aside. Still, I’ve got a great Tribe and though we’re scattered far and wide, I’m pretty happy. But as I age, it’s getting tougher not only to find what I’m looking for but to continue to offer what I feel is a fair exchange with my own body and ability. If I never again reach the summit, hell, it’s been a great ride and I went all out. I’ve been called a man of extremes. And I’ll keep at it, my body’s not totally broken… ”push my luck again and again, it’s how I live my life.”
From Hardsell, such a great melody and masculine counterpoint to Yelena’s feminity:
A close friend has been under stress these days. She also told me the snapping Akita on my background was unsettling. At the time, I told her I liked him so much I didn’t think I could change but now, out of compassion for her plight, and wanting to make her blog visits refreshing rather than stressing, well… okay, okay, I’ll hide my favorite pooch smile, replace it with these peaceful waves. Can’t you just hear the rhythmic gurgle, lap and swish? But be forewarned Mr. Akita or any other snarling nightmare could be back any day.
In case you’re new to the blog and have no idea what I’m talking about, those lovely waves on your background used to be:
Two legendary stories really affected me as I was growing up and I’m amazed that some people aren’t even familiar with them. I mean, I thought everyone knows about Sir Walter Raleigh, right? He was walking with the Queen and as she came to the edge of a puddle, England had serious mud puddles in the fifteen hundreds, he took off his mantle, I imagine purple velour and ermine, and placed it over the puddle so she could cross without getting her shoes wet. It could have been a very self-serving gesture. And yet, when it’s presented to young tykes such as I was when I first heard it, it’s always construed as the very height of chivalry. Taking one on the chin for one’s lady, as it were.
It is a timeless and worthy lesson, provided of course that there is appreciation rather than entitlement in the receiving party. It means, “I will do whatever I have to to make you comfortable, even if it’s at a cost to me.” Yup, timeless. And now with equality between the sexes, it’s a bit more of a two way street which creates true partnership rather than the weird stilted Victorian stuff that seemed to make everyone unhappy. As for the second story… that’s for a future post.
By coincidence the audio book I’m listening to revisited the same idea of group loyalty I posted about yesterday. No matter the group, loyalty is a very powerful, valued emotion for humans.
“We are Ka-tet,” Roland said, “We are one from many. We have shared our water as we have shared our lives and our quest. If one should fall, that one will not be lost, for we are one and will not forget even in death.” – Roland of Gilead
- from The Dark Tower, by Stephen King
And this from Noi!se:
When the pain gives way to pride
I’ll be right there by your side
First to fight the last to run and hide
I’ll be right there by your side
Your back’s against the wall, you think your hands are tied
I’ll be right there by you side
Brothers in arms until the day we die
One of the most foundational aspects of my personality is the idea of reciprocal loyalty. I cover your back, you cover mine. As I say in Tribal Lodge, being there for one another through life’s challenges is the essence of emotional loyalty. This song says it so well, it’s so tribal, it’s got Heroes ‘N Pirates written all over it:
When you feel like a waste of space And life keeps slapping your face But when you need me I will pick up the phone Don’t forget the golden rule, all for one, and one for all So remember you will never walk alone…
…For our friends who passed away But the memories won’t fade We are marching all together, until the end
Certainly there were miles ahead… and they would be hard ones. Still, for now he was content. His mind was quiet and his sore heart at peace. It was enough to hold and to be held, enough to stand here with his eyes shut…
I always prefer to keep a positive mental outlook. You can too! As the week goes along and stress builds, just hum this one to yourself. You might find The Queers sound like the Beach Boys with an edge: