It’s late in the day, the Colbert Report is amusing me as I sit here with my wet hair, bare chest and in my muscle pants typing my mind. I rub my thigh and can feel the smooth material that is in contrast to the black and white skulls that stare up at me from the cloth. I run my hand through my hair feeling it’s moistness. It’s slick and clean from the shower so recently taken. I reach for my glass of tea and find the glass empty, so I stop my typing to go and refill the glass.

I sit back down and try to remember why I started this Blog and remember the reason. I always wonder when I sit down to write where the words will take me. I really do not know, I move my fingers around the keyboard and the small symbols appear on the screen. They are incomprehensible to the cat that sleeps on the table behind me but some other animal higher up on the food chain might discern their meaning.

I think about a friend who was recently betrayed by friends. I wonder why a beloved family member can afford satellite TV and gym memberships but cannot afford to pay me the money they have owed me for almost fifteen years. I send out a silent prayer for a friend in the hospital undergoing back surgery while worrying about a friend that is battling cancer. I try to figure out why a family member that I have supported at every turn in everything when no one else would feels that bedding their lover is more important than spending time with me. I cross my fingers that an apology offered to those I love will be accepted. As the clocks second hand slowly counts down to my final destiny my mind asks unanswered questions and tallies concerns that can not be addressed in the cool of the night.

I spent the day working on my mobile tattoo studio getting it ready for the approaching run season. I will travel more miles between March and October this year than 70% of the population of the earth will ever travel in their life. Most people never travel more than 100 miles from where they were born. Just one of many statistics that endlessly float in my head as I tighten screws and seal joints on the rolling studio.

I press the Bondo into the screw holes that perforate the aluminum shell of the fifth wheel trailer, remembering the sign that once hung there. Why did I opt to have a screw on sign instead of a vinyl sign made for the side of the unit? Hindsight is 20/20. Inspirational quotes replaced statistics. I continue my repair work knowing that I will not get everything done today but with the knowledge that it must be done within the week.

In a while I will find myself inside getting ready to do “The GYPSY’S ROUNDTABLE RADIO SHOW” I will sit at the computer, sign in to my host switch board and then spend the next hour being witty, informative and funny. Put on a smile Bozo your audience awaits!

The show ends, it was a good show. I ranted and raved about those petty little things that annoy me on a daily basis. Sometimes it is good to blow off steam and get things off your chest, it’s therapeutic and I should feel cleansed but I don’t. My friends and family are on my mind and in my heart and my responsibilities weigh heavy upon soul. I need to ride my motorcycle, I need to paint, I need to go for a walk in the woods, I need to lay within the soft grass on a warm summer day and watch the clouds float by overhead, I need to do a little emotional cleaning, I need to fly a kite.

My favorite TV show is on! My wife and I sit transfixed as one man tries to save the world in just 24 hours. What a thrill ride, I love it. The intensity excites me and I find myself yelling at the TV screen, “Get that Fucker” when the villain of the play reveals himself. The hour ends and I hit the shower letting the hot water wash the long day away. I dry off slip on my muscle pants and sit down at the computer to write this Blog.

Why did I start writing this Blog? Oh I know, I just wondered how interested my friends and readers would be in just an ordinary day in my life where drama wasn’t an issue. Where I have the same thoughts, feelings, concerns and emotions that everyone else has on a daily basis. I have average days just like everybody else and not every day in my life, regardless of what some people think, is an adventure waiting to happen. I just wanted to share one of those unremarkable days with you. I wanted to share with you a day where nothing fantastic happened. I wanted to share with you a day that was just simply an average day where the most amazing thing that happened was the act of living and breathing. I just wanted to share with you.

My hair is dry now so I will finish this Blog and I will post it in just a moment. I will check my email one more time, answer any that need answered, shut down my computer and head to bed. I wonder what adventure awaits me on the morrow?

-The GYPSY-

“When the world looks at you, look back.”