Today I had one of those urges to make my sleeping accommodations better. For the longest time I have had the same set of comforters and pillows and such and they were comfortable, but I went out and got new sets of sheets (320 TC), more pillows and two new comforters.

If you know me, you know I am a sensualist at heart, and being that way I do like to surround myself with comfortable things. So, since I had a very good week driving and on the side, I treated myself to some new comforts. Maybe I spent too much, maybe not, but all I know is that I am calling it a late holiday present.

Now all I need are more wall coverings, some better indirect lighting, remotes for the lighting, a new media center for the bedroom, some incense burners, a fridge for the bedroom, and about 100 more pillows and my private seraglio will be complete. Then, of course there are the attendant sybarites. Any takers?

(OK, so I mixed Italian and Greek references, they are close enough. But there are no good words in English that don’t sound absurd.)

About two weeks ago I received an email that knocked me back for a while. It was from someone I really care for and she said that I was no longer the one to make her smile. We are still friends, but it is the reason that the entries last week were more obscure than usual.

But with this ever so nice “Dear John” letter (there is no sarcasm here, so don’t read into the wording), it hurt me deeply and I was seriously considering breaking all ties with the online community and the friends that I had made after June 2004. Drastic? Yeah, but then again I was really shook up.

But time has a way of making things better if you leave yourself open to the currents change. So here I am, still online, still communicating with everyone, and still looking for that person or persons that will make my life stronger and more fulfilled. And that being the case… new people have drifted into my life and some have drifted out.

Drifting out were several women that I was flirting with and hoping to get to know. These are not even on my radar any more as potentials because they have not communicated with me so that tells me they are not interested. I gave them a chance, made the little advances to talk more to get to know one another, but they have dropped me so I will drop them as well.

Drifting in, well, that is interesting. First off I have a new friend at work, George. George is a great guy and we get along well and talk over breakfast each day. He seems to be someone I can count on and it is nice to have another male friend. No I am not gay, I am talking guy friend and only that. Someone that meeting and talking over a beer type friend. I find these are rare in my life since I tend to draw more women into my life than men.

Also drifting in is another woman that seem to like me for who I am. This was fairly unexpected for me, but we talk and seem to have many of the same interests. Where is this all going, I am not sure but I know this, I am going to take it slow and honest. I am going to be who I am, and if that is not enough, then I will just have to keep searching for someone that will like me for me. I refuse to change myself just to suit other people, a position I have held for a while and will maintain.

So, mourning over, now back to the game and I plan to win. And have fun along the way.

So Long, Farewell, Goodbye
BBVD, Scotty Morris

So long my friends, farewell goodbye
I’d love to stay an play and sing for awhile,
but it’s time to hit the road and say goodbye
So long farewell goodbye

So long farewell baby bye-bye,
and now we’re leaving with tears in our eyes
We’ll be back soon so don’t you cry
So long farewell bye-bye

(I know that does not make a lot of sense, but it is what I felt needed to be tacked on to the entry)

It is a sad story, but about a year ago my whole DVD and CD collection was stolen. Now you may say “that is sad, but you can live without media collection, you’ll get over it.” Indeed you are correct, you can live without them, but you know what, I did not know how much I missed them until they were gone.

For me, movies and music are a huge part of who I am. I know that sounds kind of trite, but it is true. I take a lot of joy from movies and music, and when they are not in my life, I really do miss them and don’t feel complete.

Last night I got one of my favorite CD back… Big Bad Voodoo Daddy’s “BBVD” album. I put it in my computer, ripped it first thing, and am listening to it even while I write this entry. There is so much energy on this album that I had forgotten what it does for me. Namely, it lifts my spirits and really gets me motivated. Also, a sentimental reason, it is the first album that me and my daughter agree is just great stuff. It marked her first appreciation of music other than the typical stuff that is playing on the top ten stations. It makes me proud that she can choose her own taste in music and that I was part of that growth in her. This is really good stuff.

I have also been adding back to my classical collection, although with limited success. Would you believe in a town the size of Las Vegas there are no record stores that have a decent selection of classical. Sure, there is a tower records that has all the popular stuff, even Barnes and Noble has a selection, but it is all the popular stuff that you would expect. But even so, the selection of Beethoven, Mozart, and other is really lousy. Don’t even ask for Albinonie or Telemann, they don’t even know who they are.

So the search goes on to replace the 4000 CDs and 1200 DVDs, it’s a start…