All Good Things Come to an End

As recently mentioned, over an eighteen day stretch, I was dressed for fifteen of those days. These were the last two of those days with nothing on the horizon for well over a week and a half. That may change, but I may also enjoy the break. Pictures will tell the story of this post as there wasn’t much of a story either day.

April 6, 2023 I met a friend to help with a few things for an upcoming fashion show. Unbeknownst to me before I arrived, it was a bunch of craft projects. One, my hands do not work, therefore I felt like I had stumps for hands. Two, she may as well have asked me to perform open heart surgery, I would have had a better chance at that than crafting. I was worthless and miserable. I hung around for about an hour and a half and then went home. Yeah, I know, who cares? So at least beforehand, I had a little fun with this very casual outfit.

April 7, 2023, the monthly Mix event at The Cleveland Museum of Art. Again, nothing of significant note, but a delightful evening of love and acceptance. Me in my usual position, patrons all greeting me, smiling at me or for those I know better, hugging me. I have had to keep outings to the bare minimum of late because Keystone cost me an arm and a leg and you know what time of year it is? Tax time. Being self-employed, tax time is aways a cash drain as I don’t earn wages, I generate revenue and often don’t have a feel for my tax obligations until a few weeks before they are due.

I took a bunch of pictures in our basement before I left so I would have something to post. The picture directly above is my Rock Hall Induction wall, the three events I worked as a talent escort for Tommy James, The Roots and Brandi Carlisle. The small photo just above my head to the left is a picture of me and Questlove, one awesome dude! We actually had a lengthy conversation.

You may not get to see all of it, but my basement includes many family photos; my Rock Hall wall; my Boston Marathon wall; photos of my beloved Cleveland; a shrine for my wife to her second love in life, Cleveland’s late, great Michael Stanley (the kids are first, I am probably third, but I am good with that); and my wall of family schools and Cleveland sports teams, all wrapped around my home gym.

Finally, the photo you see opening this post was my reward after completing a half marathon on April 8, 2023! Breakfast (okay sort of lunch) of champions! Who doesn’t love a craft beer or two and M&M’s.

Hey, every outing can’t be a compelling story!

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