Hey all!

I hope your Thanksgiving was half as good as mine. I hope your remaining holiday season goes just as well. Mine got off to a good start with that Iraqi reporter who threw his shoes at President GW! I was howling! I actually like the poor guy (GW, I mean!) But something tells me by his reaction to the incident that this was NOT the first time someone has thrown something at his head!!! He bobbed and ducked better than Oscar DeLaHoya did last week--that's for sure!

But in all seriousness, though. I wish that this could be a better holiday for a lot of us. But the economy has tanked and now we all have to bear the brunt of it while the financial markets correct themselves. (That's an oxy-moron, don't ya think?) And I've gotta admit that I'm not feeling so jolly this time around. For the first time in a LONG time, I've caught myself with my head hung kinda low a few times. And it's a real sucky feeling.

I made a choice a while ago that in order to live my life right, that I had to do right by other people--and not just do what's good for me. Knowing full well that I might not always come out on top. And I'm honestly okay with that. As long as it's the right thing to do. I don't lie, cheat or steal (not anymore, anyway!) And to be honest, the one time I remember ever knowingly stealing anything was when I was 8 years old and I stole a pack of Rolo's from the old Wellwood's store in Melrose, on a dare while I was in summer school. I shoved them in my pocket and went on my merry way. Of course, I forgot about them as the day went on. Wouldn't you know? They melted all in my pocket. I remember the feeling when I stuck my hand in my pocket. Even to this day. The lesson: When you steal--it ends up becoming a really big mess.

I was 8 years old. How about these rat bastards on Wall Street, or in the auto industry, or in the banking and credit sectors? I bet each and every one of them took a pack of Rolo's when they were 8 years old. But their "mommy's" cleaned their pants in the wash with no questions asked. So then they needed a bigger challenge than stealing Rolo's... And here we are, at this moment. But instead of "mommy" cleaning their pants, they're asking the people of the world to clean their pants, so they can move on to a bigger challenge.

It's important to have goals. It's neat to push the limits. But what they're doing is a crime against humanity. Nothing less and nothing more. These bastards deserve to have their butts handed to them in ways that I can't even fathom (and at this point, I can fathom an AWFUL LOT!!!). It could be a pretty interesting reality show. Hello? Rupert Murdoch? I have a listed phone number! Ted Turner, where are you? I can help you reclaim the throne to your broadcasting empire! (After all, didn't you just reveal that you lost some $7 BILLION to the very Ponzi artists upon which I'm pontificating?)

This all leads me to my true and sincere wishes for all of you. When it's easier to sit, I wish you all the strength to stand. When it feels like the only thing you can do is cry, I wish you the determination to do something more. If you're in pain, I wish you comfort so that you can find relief. When you fall, I wish you the faith in yourself to get back up again. When you've lost faith in yourself, I wish you all of the faith that I have in you so that you can find yours again.

And God forbid that you should lose hope. I wish you the touch of a stranger to show you that hope was never lost.

And most importantly, I wish you a happy and safe holiday season. For some of us, it just might be the worst of times. For some of us, it just might be the best of times. For some of us, it just might be somewhere down the middle. But on whatever side you might happen to fall on right now, I hope you'll do us all a favor and never stop trying to make it better!

Happy Holidays!

Tim

Hey y'all!!!

I wish you and yours nothing but a great Thanksgiving! I know it might be tough to see in this volatile world climate, but I know that you know what I know about what you know! It's all gonna work out.

(Mega-update!!!) Enough of that! I'd like to share something with y'all that just happened moments ago--while I was typing the first paragraph of this blog (swear to God! I swear the highest and most powerful swear that I can swear that this actually happened.) There was a knocking on my door while I was typing. I finished the last sentence I could think of. I went and answered the door and it was the girl next door. And she had a huge plate of a turkey dinner--for me! You should see this thing! It's awesome! It's undescribable! And she says to me, "I just wanna thank you for what you did this afternoon. I appreciate it a lot." And I'm just standing there like "WOW!" I've gotta admit, tears welled up in my eyes, and I couldn't find any normal words to speak. I managed to say "thank you" about 20 times. I think that's all I said. And she walked out my front door and went back home.

Now. What I'd like to do is get your minds out of the proverbial gutter's of your brain and/or soul (whichever has gutters--I dunno. They never talked about that at Salem State.) Here's the story: This past weekend, I'm helping the same neighbor by putting one of those "bottom of the door draft deflector" things on the front door in her apartment. It turns out that she catches a pretty bad breeze from that little crack under the door. So I do that for her. And it makes a difference. So, I'm going back to my place right next door, and I notice that her front door is missing that thing when you turn the knob and it goes "in and out" and latches to the door frame and that stuff so the door can stay closed. It's some kinda cylinder type stuff. I dunno. But, I know what it is by looking at it. The whole doorknob thing needs to be replaced. The door's not closing. It blows open and ends up making her place cold. You see what I'm saying, right?

So I tell her that I'll take care of it for her. I suggested until then that she put something behind the door to keep it closed. Monday, I went down to the ACE Hardware on Albion Street, got a replacement "door knob set thingamajig". This afternoon, I was able to fix her front door. (And it's funny. Cos I got out of work unusually early today. And I was pissed because I wasn't gonna get paid for the last couple hours. And on top of that, I didn't know what I was gonna do the rest of the day! Go figure, huh?)

Moral of the story: There ain't no drafts in my neighbor's hallway no more!!! (Come on guys--I'm a deeper thinker than that!!!)

Moral of the story (Take 2): I did something for a neighbor and really didn't think twice about it. I guess I didn't realize how much more that it meant to her than it did to me. Until now.

My eyes still haven't dried. Sorry. Well...no I'm not sorry. It's not even Thanksgiving yet. But I can't help but think that this is the best Thanksgiving ever!!!

Catch y'all later!!!

Tim

Hey all!

It’s been a while, huh? And NO I wasn’t wrapped up in Peter McNeely’s "Cocoon of Horror" (am I showing my age on that one???). Anyway, things are going surprisingly well on the "Tim Front", if you will. Don’t think that I haven’t appreciated the various well wishes that I get from time to time. And I’ll be shucked like an ear of corn from my pappy’s farm if "Circle of Life" ain’t still selling! Ding dang do!!! You gotta love iTunes and other digital download sights. Because of them, "drunken download’s" are replacing "drunken dial-up’s" as the number one source of pre-nausea post-partying entertainment (or PNPPE for short!) I’ve been there, my friends. And I intend to hold onto all of my Yoko Ono downloads on principle alone!!!

But I digress (which is usually par for the course, right?)...

The election is coming up (in case you haven’t heard). And to be honest with y’all--I’m not particularly enamored with any of the remaining candidates. But I’ll tell you what, whoever becomes President could do a lot worse than to have Bill Richardson as their VP. During the primaries, I felt he was refreshingly straight-forward and to the point. Ask him a simple "yes" or "no" question and you’d get a one word answer. Sure, not very glamorous--but effective (to me anyway). But anyway, in my opinion, the best President will be the one that I feel I could sit down with and have a beer or a burger. Sorry folks, but the current batch of "pretender’s to the throne" don’t exactly give me that warm fuzzy feeling inside that’ll sustain me for longer than a 30 second sound-byte. A fart in the wind has had a bigger impact on me than these finger puppets. I’m not sure what world I’m living in at the moment. But in the Democratic and Republican "Land of Make Believe", both parties would be better off abolishing term-limits and then subsequently begin the arduous task of digging up Mister Rogers and making him the President.

Anyway, back to the real world...

I’ve been writing pretty consistently for the last couple months or so. The writing has been smooth. The recording has been a giant "pain in the butox" (kudos to those who actually know what movie that came from!!!). Trust me when I tell you, "idiot savant" would only be half-true if you were to use that phrase to describe my musical ability! (If you can’t figure out which half by now, then please do us all a favor and turn in your weapon’s permits and try to remember that your cup holder is actually a CD/DVD drive. Customer service will be with you shortly, my little friend!) But in all seriousness, though. As much of a pain as it can be sometimes, it is (for lack of a better phrase) "pretty neat". The whole process has done wonders for my sanity, as well as for loosening my phlegm. And on top of that, after years of concern and worry, now my parents know where I am at night. Las Vegas has the odds of my completing "Chairman of the Bored" before Guns’N’Roses completes "Chinese Democracy" at 2:1. 

Well, I guess that’s all for now, folks! Lunch-break is over--time to get back to work. So keep smiling. Keep your chin up. And don’t sweat the small stuff!!!

Catch ya later!!!

Well folks, if you can believe this: I'm actually GARDENING around my place!!! Yep, it's true! My landlord gave me the "go ahead" and I ran with it! I'm not sure what I'm doing (I accidentally dug up some tulips that my neighbor planted--MAN! Is she PISSED!!! But I'll make it up to her, though!) But it's fun and relaxing. It's murder on my cranky old back, but what the heck, right? Maybe it means I'm doing it right! LOL!!!

What's up with all of these shootings and threats of shootings at schools? It turns my stomach when I hear their respective stories. "Nobody loves me! Nobody cares about me! etc." WAH WAH WAH!!! As bummed out or angry as I was at times, on my WORST day, I never contemplated taking out another human being! Come on, already!  What message are they really trying to get out? Cos the only message I'm getting is: "Hey everybody! I'm a selfish moron looking for sympathy!"

These kids think they have it rough? Take a look at the homeless people who LITERALLY get pissed on and beat on for no good reason. So, to all of the members of "generation woe-is-me", I say this: LIGHTEN UP!!! Take that anger and put it towards something constructive, as opposed to destructive! You might find that the world will more easily accept you for your quirks and strange behavior. Look at Johnny Rotten. He's a miserably angry man, and he ends up in the Rock N' Roll Hall of Fame"!!!

See? There's hope for ALL of us!

Hey dudes and dudettes!

Welcome to my first "blog" on MySpace! It's a little different than "spouting off" on my website. But it seems really cool! I've had the opportunity to talk to a few people already. Some from my past, and some from my future! Either way--I'm learning this thing as I go along, so bear with me!!!

And, who knows? I might spew out some un-PC comments that I would never think of putting on my website! But you can always count on me to tell the truth--as I see it, anyway!!!

I hope you'll come back to my profile in the future, because there's a lot of stuff happening right now in regards to my music! Thanks for dropping by, and stay tuned!!!

Tim