First of all, let me preface these ramblings by saying, I spent way too much time on youtube, lol.

Ive seen many concerts in my years. Ive seen many of the great artists, from B.B. King to The Eagles. From the great Johnny Winter to Etta James and Stevie Ray Vaughn. But in the fall of 1999, I packed a cooler full of beer and a little smoke and drove 300 miles to go see Carlos Santana.

Of course it was a sold out concert, SRO. It was his "Supernatural" tour and 'Smooth' was at the top of the charts. It was a great concert, He started out by playing every song on the Supernatural cd, and it all was so good. I kept hoping that Rob Thomas would walk out and sing with him, but that didnt happen. But that was ok, everything was perfect. The concert was amazing, the crowd was great, a totally perfect night. The crowd stood and roared at the end of every song. But one thing I will NEVER forget, was when he played the first 3 notes of "Black Magic Woman". It was like a friggin bomb went off inside there! It was just insane! He went on to play all of his classics the rest of the nite. It was an amazing nite, something I'll never ever forget.

One of the highlights was when he played "Blues For Salvador" (his son). You dont really associate Santana with the blues, but holy crap, he sure nailed this one...

http://www. youtube.com/watch? v=z7GP1nV44fE

Hey guess what? George Ivan Morrison turned 65 yesterday!

http://www. youtube.com/watch? v=i5GMHzPeEyA

Doctor visit yesterday was great! Baby Makayla and Baby Kiley are growing like weeds. One at 2.9 lbs. and the other at 2.7 lbs. Erin has gained approximately 42 lbs and they will do c-section around Oct. 18th if nothing happens before then. The doctor wants her to go at least 37 weeks. Next visit, in 2 weeks, they do another 4-D ultra sound plus baby growth scan again. So I get to see my grands close up.

Erin spent last Wednesday night in the hospital with Braxton Hicks.(false labor) She was freaking thinking they were on the way out! So now she is on partial bed rest. They placed her on anti-labor medication (can't think of the name) to make sure she doesn't go into labor. No guarantee though.

Anyway, won't be long and babies will be here!

Blessings and Peace

Are a lot of you insomniacs? Seems like a bunch of you are up in the middle of the night sometimes too. Darn...need to be up early too!

...but it made me laugh when I saw it! A husband and wife were trying to set up a new password for their computer. Her husband put 'mypenis' and the wife fell on the ground laughing cause it said, "Error. Not long enough."

A few months ago on my 19th birthday my grandfather died from about 40 years of smoking. It was devastating, and I never want to go through it again. A friend recently told me that he saw my 13-year-old sister smoking. I don't know if it's been for long, or if it was just a one-time thing, or if she'll continue, but it has me really worried and I have no idea how to handle it. What do I do? Do I tell my mother? Try to talk to her with a mutual friend? Alone? Or just drop hints about how bad smoking is? Or leave it alone altogether? I'm really worrying over this, and what's happening to my little sister, and would really, really appreciate some advice.

Oh shit! I used to enjoy the chatter here and hearing about furkids and sexy enounters. OOOOPs Is it still okay to say "shit" here (especially on a Sunday)? Three lashes with a wet noodle for me.

My wifes handle on here is moonbeam. This past week my moonbeam lost her daddy to cancer. Indeed it is and will be hard on her. Many of you have sent good thoughts and prayers our way and we thank you for those. Moonbeams heart is full of love even though there are many tears right now, her light still shines. For me the hardest part is knowing no matter how much love you have for someone, you cant protect them from everything. The only thing I am positive of is that not pain, stress , or even death is stronger than love. Perhaps no better illustrated than when moonbeams Mom was holding His hand as he crossed over to the other side. While sadness in watching him go I am sure was overwhelming, the comfort given by telling him it was ok by his wife of 40 plus years and the last vision was her face and the last thought was knowing he was loved... I guess none of us really want to go but when I do, I think having a moonbeam shining on me would be the way I would want to go. .... RIP moonbeams daddy

Shalom

I wrote this a little over two years ago for my blog, and this morning paused while there and gave it another read. Not sure if I posted it here before, but thought you all might be reminded of a few simple things as I was this morning. Hope you enjoy!

Another summer is about to leave its mark and I am not ready for it to drift into a slumber. There is never enough time to do all the things summer offers. I long for those peaceful summer days I recall as a child. Those days were endless, and the nights filled with cool summer breezes. Lightning bugs mesmerized us with their twinkling glow and the sounds of crickets and frogs would echo thru the night as if a symphony; and the star lit sky with the glow of the moon eased us into fanciful thoughts.

When summer break arrived, it lasted an eternity and we could not wait to set out on our next adventure. We would spend countless hours in the woods roaming the hillsides and valleys. We never said we were bored and there was always some sort of tangle we could find ourselves in. We would swing from grapevines, and dig manholes in the hillside, and fight wars and battles with our Santa brought BB guns. There were showers in the sprinkling rain, mud fights, and far too many green beans to pick. We shared drive-in movies and special trips to the Dairy Queen. We picnicked, we swam, and we romped and roared. We would drift off at the end of the day to a blissful sleep and we could not wait to wake up and do it all over again.

I love summer now as much as I did as a child. I have always enjoyed the fresh air and soaking up the suns’ rays. Sadly, I have cheated myself of these simple joys; I have not lain under the stars since heaven knows when. Last time I sat out in the dark and let the moon cascade upon my face escapes my memory. Summer is about to fade and I am still searching for my piece of it.

Therefore, I am going to bask in what is left of its magnificent beauty and let the moonlight rest upon my face, listen to the symphony of harmonious performers, and do a little stargazing. I urge you to experience these small little wonders yourself. Let go just for a brief time and allow yourself to drift back to a time when you did not know any other way. Absorb the beauty surrounding us. Indulge in a summer sensation, roll your window down on a country road and ease your hand out, feel the wind race through your fingers. Wade through a cool stream and feel the tickle of stones beneath your feet, let the rain kiss the tender skin of your lips or gaze off into a sunset and let it take you wherever it leads you. I assure you it will be time spent revisiting an old memory and an excellent opportunity to make new ones with the people you love and hold dear.

Walking up to a department store's fabric counter, a pretty girl asked, "I want to buy this material for a new dress. How much does it cost?"

"Only one kiss per yard," replied the smirking male clerk.

"That's fine," replied the girl. "I'll take ten yards."

With expectation and anticipation written all over his face, the clerk quickly measured out and wrapped the cloth, then teasingly held it out.

The girl snapped up the package and pointed to a little old man standing beside her. "Grandpa will pay the bill," she smiled.