the question isn't will you do it? / the question is can you do it?

life has been in session lately, which is recovery-speak for things have been pretty shite. songwriting is a productive funnel for emotion, so i wrote a song just now in the style of the 5 royales, recorded a video, then realized i'm too deflated to figure out how to upload it. but this pic of my home recording session reminded me of a co-worker i had many lives ago, when i worked for buck owens & dated his youngest son. this co-worker, who typical of that time felt entitled to say such things, said "jenny g** (my family name), some days you look fine, & some days you look like sh*t." this pic is more of the former variety, w/its

flattering bright lights. there's an episode of seinfeld (tellingly, of that same time period) on that same idea: the woman who is a goddess from one angle, medusa from another. anyways, i can't play you the song right now here, but one of these days i hope i'll record the hundreds of songs i've written & just throw them out there on some platform or other. i've even considered going to tiktok, tho i feel i might be decades too old. my friend ruben (late of the blazers) used to say put the songs out there, let them steal them, then go after them. that was in the days before streaming, however. who knows now what would happen. i know the few times ppl have written songs about me, or even better, recorded songs i wrote, it's been a great compliment. ok, back to Life. not knowing what will happen is a great curiosity & terror, but it's the only notion that's realistic. all moments have led to the great Now.