but, even oysters have their limitations. it is fun to hear y'all's suggestions, but belatedly my brother advises me that the list from which he can get these free downloads are very limited. Some Dead, some Fleetwood Mac, some Eagles, lots of Olivia Newton John (but I do not think I could take a little or a lot of ONJ-ya know? Just me, but the girl needs some tie-dye in my book)

bUBBA WANTS ME TO COME WATCH "THE MUMMY" with him in the other room,. I love the man and can not take the pleasure of his company for granted, so will return to my Stream,at my earliest possible convience.

But y'all can tell me all about your favorite tunes. anyways...music...I just love when that happens...in any way, shape, or form.

My older blood brother has contacted me with yet another offer that I cannot refuse, and I could use some suggestions from the Stream Folk regarding what tunes by whom I should pick for him to download for me & burn said tunes unto a CD. Again, he won't take money...he just wants to do this cuz he is having fun doing it & he wants to continue to blow my mind by showering me with kindness. Looking around, I notice that a lot of folks have been doing a lot of kind things for me lately. Buzz gave me this laptop & continues to foot the bill for my Wally World connection, despite my objections. Bubba got me "Old Yeller", my new big, red truck & co-signed the loan that will eventually improve my ever-so-humble credit rating, and, now, this, free music of my choice via my brother's fondness for gadgetry. Billyjones, my adopted brother gave me a 5-speaker stereo system his last visit.This is such a good life.

So, some of you know me & what I like...I have already requested Marvin Gaye's "Mercy, Mercy, Me.",the Dead's "Scarlet Begonias" WHICH LEADS INTO "Fire on The Mountain"...I've asked for George Harrison's "Here Comes The Sun" & "While My Guitar Gently Weeps." John Lennon's "Instant Karma", Carlos & JOHN Lee Hooker: "The Healer." Then, some cuts to be named from Niel Young's latest release, as well as C,S,N & Y's "Deja Vu"...What tunes would youse guys recommend I include?? If you were me, what would you want to make sure that I did not forget to include? I look forward to my friends giving me some stellar rock 'n roll suggestions.

A lovely day in the nieghborhood, and everybody seemed to want to be my friend, as everyone I encountered today was so downright friendly! Had a busy, productive, fun day @ work, and finished up in a timely manner, and the sun was shining & flirting with the low '50's, as I practically skipped out to my new, red truck, rolled down the window, and turned up the radio, shortly after 2pm. My FM station is playing lots of Yes! as of late, and the only thing I can say to that is "Yes!" And I hear a lot of that young lady "With a Big, Black Horse and a Cherry Tree", and Death Camp for Cutie's "Where Soul Meets Body". I know it's only rock 'n roll, but I like it, like it, yes, I do! And that quality of life that I contiuously babble about? Rock 'n roll only serves to enhance said quality day after day, time after time. Indeed, in my humble opinion, with any kind of music, things can only get better.

The forecast for the week ahead mostly consists of more flirtations with the 50's Light jacket weather is my favourite way to spend my days...'twas one of the big attractions for me to live in the S.F. Bay Area, all those years. My walks with my K9 companion, Cassidy, through the dog park @ the water's edge in Bezerkly, (I always called it "Mud Puppy Park), visiting friends, going to shows, Shakepeare in the park, the Golden Gate Bridge, and Golden Gate Park...

I was married in Golden Gate Park in Queen Wilhelmenia's Tulip Gardens another lifetime ago, on his birthday in September of 1975...My dress cost $20.00 from a head shop in Berkely. The rings we exchanged were not of any precious metals, but instead, elephant hair rings for $12 purchased on a street corner on Telegraph Avenue, where we often went to purchase other items of exotic nature. I wore a wreath of flowers adorning my head, with long blue ribbons down to my back, a really good deal purchased at The Rennisance Fair. He arrived on his chopped Honda 750 with 3 other biker buddies, drunk, and late. We had lived together for 9 months before we married, and my Mom flew out from Indiana for the wedding, but also to strongly suggest that 9 months was not long enough to really know the substance of the man I inteded to spend the rest of my life with.MOM & the groom-they didn't get along. They fought from the moment she got off the plane, a lil tispy from the tranquilizer's the doc gave her for the flight, and a couple of White Russians. For a party-hearty biker, he was not at all tolerant of Mom enjoying her first airplane tip, and her first time in California to see her first-born daughter finally wed at the ripe old age of 26. The he party-hearty biker-groom arrived on his 750 chopped Honda with 3 other bikers, drunk and late. Billyjones & The Soft Haired boy were there. While awaiting the groom's belatedly arrival, BILLYJONES shookk me by the shoulders of my $20 hippie ivory colored dress and begged me, "Don't do this, Cher,"he pleaded with me,"You're going to ruin the rest of your life. Don't do this."

"Billy," I answered him, "I have to make my own mistakes, my wedding present pupply, "Harley", playfully tugging on the blue ribbons of my homemade bouquet, almost jerking it from my grasp...

TO BE CONTINUED...Bubba wants to crash, and when it comes to my marriage, it's aNcient history, and I dunno if I want to go there. My computer is beIng quirky, so I GOTTA BREAK IT OFF & crash and see what happens tomorrow. For tonite, I just wanted to stress the whole hippie wedding thing...it might have been cool, if it wasn't so messed up...

The BMV must have the same s-l-o-w dialup that I have. Or something even more inferior...it took so long getting my liscense plates & completing the paperwork involved that I was 10 minutes late in reporting for my MD appt., this afternoon. You know, if I had been on time, they'd have kept me waiting a minimum of those 10 minutes, but as things tend to go, they said I was too late, and they must cancel and reschedule my appointment. They aren't going to charge me, and it was a beautiful day for a drive(about an inch or two of really pretty snow decorating the wooded countryside), and since I had intended to argue for procrastination regarding the doc's needle work plans, it suited me just fine. I just rolled with it. Got home, and the BMV called saying they had mistakenly put Bubba's name on the registration paperwork and that I had to return to the BMV today to correct their mistake. Well, it was a beautiful day for a drive...and I got 'er done. Cool beans-no worries.

Forecast for the morrow puts the temp back up in the 50's. I kin deal w/that, thus again, no worries. My life is so good, it is often hard to believe. I do belive that I will take the back country roads (the roads less travelled) both to and from work on the morrow in my never ending quest to live my life to it's fullest.

It has been an enjoyable, pleasant evening tonight, with Bubba & I spoiling the dogs and enjoying each other's company. Plan to surf the Stream & try to keep in touch with my kind friends up & down the banks, shoals, and inlets...it is my idea of a good time. C.U. all when I C. y'all...the sooner, the better. Peace through music, and may random acts of kindness guide you along your way.

Right here, right now, my headaches are gone.(Bubba's, too). They came & went all day as the temperature dropped steadily ...we have snow now, mixed with some sleet. And I'm doing all right.

I return on the morrow to the pain clinic to discuss my options for the future. The 2 series of steroid injections that I have already endured only worked for a coupla weeks, before the headaches returned full-force, full-tilt-boogie...I am going to be a hard-sell on a 3rd session of needle work...there is no reason for me to believe that a 3rd series would have a worthwhile, lasting effect. As I mentioned, my step mother's series of pain block's relief only lasted about a year, then her pain returned full force. I'm not sure(I will question the MD), but I am thinking, that even if I were to give the OK to skip the 3rd series, and go straight for the final solution- the offing of the nerves involved via laser surgery-wouldn't those said nerves eventually regenerate & I would end up right back where I started from in a year or so? Each time he messes with my cervical spine, I run the risk of paralysis or even death. The words he used last time were something to the effect of "You musn't move while I am in the midst of me administering the injections, as there is the danger of you ceasing."
"Cease, as in cease to exist?" I ask incredulously, tears welling up behind my big brown eyes.
"Yes, absolutely, you could cease to exist" he nodded in energetic agreement. He was really quite nonchalant about the possibility of me ceasing. I'm glad that he is confident, but I, myself, am not sure that I am equally confident in his luck and/or his abilities. Even if he is God's gift to medicine-I'm thinking the desired results only work for a limited time only, so why chance it again? He will have to really convince me, otherwise. My sister, Kath, is unable to accompany me, as the appointment clashes with her going along with Mom on a outing to Red Lobster that Mom's nursing home is sponsoring. I'm a big girl. I am going ahead, determined to at the very least,to procrastinate another round of needle work. The afternoon should be quite intresting, wish me luck.

Lots of folks here on the Stream are kindly offering advice on how to deal with these frequent migraines that I have suffered with as far back as I can remember. I've had the CT scans, the MRI's. the Immitrex,the Cafergot, the Beta-blockers, the Fiorinal, the Feverfew, the garlic, the Chiropractor, the E-stim, the ice packs, the traction, the pain management lessons, the relaxation methods, the trips to the ER, the unnanounced, unscheduled appearances at the MD's office where I am begging for a knock-out shot, getting a few knock-out shots requiring Bubba to drive me home, and they just make me sleep for 14 hours or so, sometimes sleeping away the headache, and sometimes leaving me awakening with yet another head-banger. I've had accupressure, but never had a physician recommend accupuncture, and as I am very poor, with no medical insurance, I haven't gone forth to independently explore that particular route. I've tried the migraine diets & they help a lot, but when it comes to chocolate, I'm weak(Bubba, too). It isn't really an allergy to chocolate...it is just the fact that the caffienne in chocolate acts as a vaso-constrictor (or is it a dialator?) and as such, chocolate& coffee can be both a cause & a cure for heacaches...and I love them both so very much... But chocolate on a rainy day with a fluctuating barometric pressure and/or temperature, plus the day's inevitable nagging tensions and stresses...whatever...six of one ,half dozen of the other...they build up, and combine into an overflow of intensity that feeds my already much-noted proclivity for migraines. It is what it is. It is the hand I was dealt. It could be worse. It certainly has been worse. I just hate going further & further into debt trying to fix that which has become a part of my reality, my whole life..and to fix it for a limited time only @ such a co$t.

What's next? We shall see...

(Kathy cracked me up when I saw her Sunday...she'd peaked @ my blogs and told her husband that there was nothing newsworthy in my blogs, just more talk about headaches)...it is what it is.

Blog @ y'all later...Peace, love and a toast to you,& a prayer for you wherever you may be, however you may be on this January night. It's crash time for cutie...