Down The Road a Peace . . .THE ROAD.

The road is about peace...finding peace. Peace of mind. Peace of my heart. Hey gimme a peace of ass.

I love being on the road. The road is about that unidentifiable nomadic spirit. It's a spirit of wanderlust that dominates the road lover.

Beef Jerky is an adventure. How many different kinds of beef jerky? Let me tell you that those slim jim's are nothing but sad compared to REAL beef jerky found, in say, Laramie, Wyoming. That's road food.

Dieting on the road is a silly notion. Oh please. You ask the lady with the boof of hair that almost looks transparent for the last five inches of teased bits...almost like a cotton candy swirl on top of her head, go on and ask her for egg whites with no grease, cottage cheese and lettuce and tomato and see what ya git.

First, she'll ask you what you expect the kitchen to do with the yolks and that's a reasonable question considering they use alllotta egg whites already to make the boufiant lemon meriange.

Second, it'll take you a long time to get your breakfast, mean while every one else at your table is wiping the egg yolk crust off their mouth sides. Then you'll get your dish, ha ha, yes you will. Them egg whites will be a yellow tinge from the bacon grease and oh indeed your toast WILL be buttered. And the lettuce and tomato will be the shreaded kind like for hamburger topping. Go ahead. I dare you to get snippy with the cotton candy headed lady because she will see to it that you're breakfast won't come 'til after lunch.

See, what's funny about road food is the fact, now, that if you're heading for a home cookin' style mom & pop or diner, roadside stand, trucker joint, it's about eating what they're serving to you. STraying from the menu is kinda rude. The kitchen runs like clock work and it ain't the clock of your preferred pace, like say, NYC pace, nope, it's the pace that time was originally made for...tickin and tockin, clear and steady...no rush...just is kinda time.

So, how the heck did I get off on a tangent about road food? Because I had some deeeelicious french fries this evening at McHale's at 46th and 8th...a place that's been there since the '30s or so in Broadway star area. It reminded me of being on the road. I miss the road. Sure do...

Say, let's hear about your heart ache and pinin' for the road, folks...share with me now.

Down the Road a Peace... 5.16.04

Here I was in this mindset all the while that I'm okay without a fellow in my life. I'm just going to focus on my career, my spiritual evolution and healing from a terrible business relationship. Okay.

I've decided that it's really funny how we humans decide things all of the sudden. Like we're in charge of a situation. Well, we do have mind over matter, yes. But to just take a definitive position could mean losing out on a great situation because you closed yourself to it.

I don't want to close myself off to any great opportunity is my decision. I want to open my world to whatever I need to have happen to me to do God's will and let my talents be utlized beyond my own human bound measure.

Today was the street fair on Amsterdam Avenue. Oh it's near twenty blocks long. Vendors lining both sides of the street. I've always looked forward to walking hand in hand with my darling man while simply browsing and joining in the festivies. But what darling man? There hasn't been one in so long and the fellows that I had dated never felt like doing anything like wandering around an NYC street festival.

After mismatching myself with a string of Mr. Wrongs over the past several years. I just want a Mister Right. The right fellow who can dial into my soul. Adore the GOD in me. The truth of who I am. A man who delights in my personality, my spirituality, my whole being.

It seems that folks step into your life to change you. Set you in a tail spin, some crazy vortex of confusion because they try to alter your core in a way that you're not meant to bend. I'd enjoy finding a fellow who would simply adore me for ME and so that I could simply adore him. I live an unusual lifestyle on the road, as a multi-faceted artist with her finger in various pies at any one time. I enjoy living in different locations...not just one. All these things can seem wonderfully exciting to a new fellow at first, but then they want you to stop it all...and focus on what they want only. Oh boy! A few recent dates revealed this and I'm getting better at reading the flags early on.

At the moment, I'm racing the clock to get three major literary properties complete. Yeah I take on more than I can chew sometimes, but I was always the type of kid who would shove five sticks of gum in her mouth because it would create the biggest and best bubble.

So there.