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If you were here last night you saw two posts that were specific to individuals. They won't make a lot of sense. I'm writing a more general post about the last 24 hours. Until I post here, I hope that you will  read the rest of 12 dogs. It's kind of funny and there really is a theme.

It's about finding a traveling companion for a porcupine.

I will say this.

Beauty is in the heart.

There is a fella who'd do well to remember that because without the beauty in his heart?

He'd be an ugly old fart no matter how good looking he was on the outside.

Just sayin'.

(just for the record. I'm not talking about Frisky (obs of life. sorry Frisky.)

We see what we want to see when it comes to beauty. I know that there are people with studies that will say different. But tell me, how else do you explain the relationships you see in the world?  Take Jonathan Winters and his wife. Sixty years. That man would try the patience of angels and yet sixty years.

There are awhole lot of beautiful things that would eat you alive if they could. Just being beautiful isn't all that great. It can get old quick.

Now I said that I'd be writing but...

Truthfully, I'm going to go get a new pair of walking shoes and a copy of a Warren Zevon song I heard last night on David Letterman.  It's entitled "Reconsider Me". And I'm going to see an artist whose work I love. I'd do this even if no one else gave two cents for the selfish reason that it...

Oh and I guess I should tell you that I really do like you.

I just don't know what to do about it.

I've already seen what shallow folks, who can't look past the exterior, can do to a person.  They don't grow old gracefully. They're always trading in for a newer model leaving behind jaded women and used cars.  I've lived already in the world where folks weigh worth by the money they have or the way they look. There's no talking to them. Some of the most insecure folks I've ever seen in my life live in that world.

I want to have fun during the remaining years of my life. I have this joy and laughter that I've found in my heart. I can laugh again. I'd like to share it with someone. I'm going to travel. I like it. Maybe on a sailboat, maybe not. That depends on my traveling companion. After years of literally being in one "place", I'm ready to live a life flitting about and being happy. I can do that now.

My feet are "unbound".

Look, what I'm looking for doesn't have to do with money.

I asked this question pretty quick,

"If they didn't have a cent would I still want to be with them?"

There are folks who I've said, "no" to because of this question.  

I just want a traveling companion.

Someone who has their own ideas about life but can have respect for my ideas as well.

Someone who likes me and doesn't just  want me to be their tour director or their nurse maid (unless of course it is a naug...uh yeah, well that's another thing entirely And yes the celibate thing is just soooo old. )

Someone who gets this next video even if it's poking fun at them. A little.

But only just alittle. I hope that I'd like them too much to actually draw "blog" blood.

Someone who I can sit in what looks like the rubble of my life and say, "Yeah. Okay. I'm still one of the luckiest folks on the planet. I still have you."

Someone who because of who they are, well I just can't help but laugh. Not at them. With them. And cry with them too.  I've seen the days of no laughter. 

Someone who's my best friend. 

Someone who gets the phrase, "Home not house. Husband not spouse.

Someone who could have turned out wicked and mean but is gentle and kind instead.

This experience has taught me just how important that is.

I might have found someone who I can answer "yes" to these questions. I'm just kind of clueless about what to do about it. Not a big fan of rejection. But I'd really like to get to know this person. I really would.

Fate is gonna have to step in folks.

Either that or the fella is going to have to be like that man I met a while back. The one from Florida  If you've read 12 dogs you already know the story.  

He's going to have to be fierce and gentle. And while I'm learning to trust him he's going to have to have the patience of a saint. When old ghost start to haunt. That's why the laughter is so important. To banish the old ghosts.

And like I already said he's going to have to take the lead for real here,

because when it comes to male/female relations, I really am kind of clueless idiot.

But he'll love me for it.

So What did I learn this afternoon?

Click it and see.

Taloolah, My reply to trust

"..Trust.

Oh mercy.

Trust and risk looking the fool

or

Not trust and never know.

What would you do Hula?"

Could you post your answer in comments here?

Then back to Its the middle of the night

Thank you.

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