I’m no fan of mistakes. I avoid them, or at least what I perceive as mistakes, as much as possible. That said, Alice is right. We learn a lot more from what we do wrong than what we do right. Life would certainly be boring without new discoveries.

Deep within, I believe we do have a general outline of our life. As John Lennon said, “Life is what happens as you’re planning other things.” Those other things are the frosting on the cake, our responses to the the situations we’ve built for ourselves.

Most of us lurk most of the time. I’m glad you’re still finding things worth lurking for.

Take care.

I, then last year, borrowed and ripped the whole album and continue to enjoy the story each time in comes up in my shuffle. I throughly enjoyed Alice’s essay as well as the great live performance.

The only way I know how to live is to make it up as I go along, Doing so builds my faith that regardless of how behind I think I am in my progress I know that I am defining my own path. This is in of itself quite an accomplishment in my book.

I admit to be a feed reading lurker at times but know that I am proud to call you a member of my community.

As always wishing you and yours well.

AR still comes on at noon around here. We don’t go anywhere, so we don’t have to drive around listening to the song, but we would.

People are people are people, at least once we stop trying to play a role, stop being a poser, as my son calls it. In the late 1970s I lived in Tampa. I learned a lot from from watching and talking to the street people there.

1975. The first year my wife and I listened to AR. It came on the radio at twelve noon. We’ve never missed since. There were times, when on the way to dinner at relatives, we’d have to drive around until the song was over. It is one of our strongest traditions, which our twenty-six year old daughter who lives on her own, has picked up.

If we’re rationalizing creatures, we have to be making it up as we go along to one extent or another.

Have a good holiday on this and every day.

The song is old and the only time you usually hear it is at Thanksgiving, and then generally on classic rock stages, especially in the US mid-Atlantic region. Do take the time to listen to the video I linked to. The sound quality isn’t the best, but the story is fantastic, funny, and ironic all at once - an outstanding example of making it up as we go along.