“My Day Got Better As It Went Along”

Saturday July 25, 2026. 9am. Just wanted to get my day started so I could enjoy the weekend before it ended. Okay.

So I start with a few “50 Exercises For Men Over 50” while charging the lawnmower battery. Once finished, I grabbed my equipment to head to the backyard. Popped in the battery, hit a few buttons and the grass cutting should commence. However for some reason my self-propelled lawn mower will not self- propel. A few more button pushes, but nothing happens. As I’m on a time schedule for today I decide to operate the lawn mower manually so I had to push it  which at least offered some extra exercise.

Once finished, I’m ready to clean my yard so I grab my leaf blower. My leaf blower is gas powered and after a couple of pulls it comes to life. I start to clean around my deck and notice that the leaf blow doesn’t come to full power. I pull the trigger increasingly harder but nothing happens. I shut it down and head to the examination table. To my surprise the throttle cable has lost adjustment and I’m pissed about it and I will tell you why.

My lawn equipment is letting me down and slowing me up today. For comparison my previous Craftsman gas lawn mower lasted for almost fifteen years with no issues before I had to replace it. My previous Husqvarna leaf blower was a 130BT and it lasted for fourteen years with no issues. I’ve only had my current leaf blower for about a year and I’ve already had to make a repair on it. However it did get better.

I adjusted the throttle cable on the leaf floor and it was as good as new. I recharged and readjusted the battery on the lawn mower and it started to self-propel once again. Finished my yard and prepared for the rest of my day.

I went down to the Annapolis Family Day in my old Hometown. I ran into some long time friends. Heard some good music. Enjoyed some great weather. Had a good time.

Thankfully my day ended better than it started…….

“Flying Falcon”

Came home to this guy perched on the deck. I think it’s a Red Tail “Falcon” (I know its a hawk, but it makes the story better so just go with it….). I think he was a little jealous of me writing about the Navy and Marine jets so he reminded how much I love the Air Force F16 Falcons above. One show in combat mode and the other in Thunderbird colors. The Thunderbirds put on an awesome airshow. Check ’em out if you get the chance.

I’m here if they need me by the way…….

“My Dream Job”

Navy FA18 Blue Angel top photo. Marine AV8B Harrier bottom photo. Anyone who knows me can tell you how much I love fighter jets and how much I respect the pilots who serve this nation by flying them (Thank you for your service).

I regret not pursuing a career in the military and therefore not serving our country. I dreamed of flying jets but did not prepare timely enough. Okay…..

On my way home from the Annapolis Family Day Celebration I happened to pass the home of these two beautiful creations. The Navy FA18 Hornet in Blue Angel livery and the Marine AV8B Harrier. I’ll take one of each please. If that is not possible a ride in either would suffice.

And by the way if we ever have a shortage of military aviators I am available. 

“Something New”

Man I just went on and did it. Entered a songwriting competition for the first time ever. I have lyrics setting on shelves collecting dust dating back an embarrassing number of years. So……

And there are some who say these competitions are not as advertised. I like finding out for myself. We will see….

Oh yea.  Joined the Baltimore chapter of Nashville Songwriters Association International. They support all genres of music by the way.  Old dogs can learn new tricks……

“Free”

The future do I see, however it should be

My mind won’t let me be, it takes control of me

Passion holds the air, submission lost for ware

Does the conscience ever care, dare to question if you dare

It’s coming back for sure, life existing through the lore

Of the many days of yore, hidden away nevermore

The future I do see, to unsettle so subtly

Does it not remember me, free through my history