Random scribbles under a tropical sky. Saturday, January 15, 2011. Then people just started dancing. It seemed the office rat pack just joined in. Friday, October 1, 2010.

Thursday, February 26, 2009. The clique of Radio Disc jockeys is a hard one to crack, with a stressful lifestyle to boot. Go on the air at 5am and get off late at night. How exactly do they do it? It is a mystery that has recently been solved, by me. Near the coast of Steeplesham. And the reflection of the laser dissolves his body and is transported to The Society of Radio Jockeys. Until the dark sun rises.

To Buffalo Springfield, cause i love those boys, and Voila! I was transported to my past and the glory days of the sixties. Amongst the many varied offerings, This one stood. Sometimes, in perilous eras and with anguishing hearts,. It Will fall together, come up correctly, and,. As a friend sang to me his song, these words,.

The tone of one is actually quite strident. NGO reports Barbados is bidding oil blocks in Venezuelan waters. The second article is a follow up.

Musings, sketchings, paintings. I recently came across this essay, How to Narrate Your Life Story. On one of my favourite sites, The Book of Life. Which has a large collection of essays reflecting all aspects of life and living. It was timely as I have been reflecting, as we always do, but I guess more so these days because of ongoing transitions and approaching a big rollover of the life odometer.