Ara Ara, Robzilla!

…Nearly Broke Up A Marriage PLEASE NOTE: I’ve decided not to write that memoir after all. Instead I’ll concentrate on my blogging, and once in awhile I’ll share with y’all some of the more interesting safe for work memories of my past. Including this one. Enjoy! — Robzilla During my early years of apartment life, I didn’t worry about being held accountable for things. I came home whenever I wanted. I did my best not to disturb my neighbors, but when you have a fourth generation F-body muscle car (Camaro Z28) cranking out north of 300 horses it can’t be helped when the engine and exhaust system sounds like rolling thunder as it cruises along an access road at the posted 5 mph speed limit. I always made friends with my neighbors when possible, even when they had occupations like self employed cannabis dealer and exotic dancer. Who am I to judge? One thing I dearly miss is barbecues. After the new furniture was delivered to my one and only apartment nearly thirty years ago, the first thin

I had no idea life could be this difficult, even when things seem to be in my favor. I likely have enough money to remain retired. I'm in good if not great health, and I've run the gamut from being a hunk to morbidly obese and everything else in between. Normally, I can take the good and the bad without a care in the world. I'd celebrate the good times, and learn the lesson from the bad ones so there's no reoccurrence.  But today is not that day. I have no idea if it's just the idea of dipping my toes in the dating waters is what's causing me to feel in the dumps this afternoon. There's this loss of control that I'm not familiar or comfortable with. I really have no idea how the other person is feeling about me, and I'm not about to put them on the spot either. I'm supposed to be this confident person that I project, and seeking validation in any way runs counter to that. Right now I feel vulnerable, even weak, and I fucking hate it. Then there&#

  I took this cropped image from my front porch before my grocery run. Once in awhile the marine layer doesn't shoulder our coastline, and I get to see sunrises like this first thing in the morning.