I Just Want to Ride…

Motorcycle Arlo Guthrie wrote the Motorcycle Song (The Significance of the Pickle) in 1967 as part of the counter-revolution then sweeping the country. Son of folk musician Woodie Guthrie, Arlo Guthrie’s best known work is Alice’s Restaurant Massacree. The chorus to the Motorcycle Song is as follows:

I don’t want a pickle

Just want to ride on my motorcycle

And I don’t want a tickle

‘Cause I’d rather ride on my motorcycle

And I don’t want to die

I just want to ride on my motorcy – cle.  Continue reading


“Burning Down the House”

Burning house I’m a connections person; I don’t have many original ideas, but I like to think I have a knack for seeing the link between what might be seemingly disparate ideas. So, I’m listening to the radio (which I rarely do), and on comes Burning Down the House by the Talking Heads. Released in 1983 this was part of the group’s fifth album, Speaking in Tongues. For those of you not in the know, speaking in tongues is known as Glossolalia which is a phenomenon in which people appear to speak in languages unknown to them.  Part of the lyrics are:  Continue reading

Broken Shoulder

Allie HeadThings are never dull in my home. In many respects events there mirror the weather pattern here in Colorado, meaning that if you wait 15 minutes things will change. This last weekend is a case in point. It began innocently enough, and I was looking forward to a relaxing Saturday. My wife and I had finished the bulk of the living room painting, and our kitchen remodel was mostly done. I planned to go for a ride on my horse and to spend the afternoon doing some fire mitigation work around the house. When I returned from my ride I lay down for a brief nap. I had just fallen asleep when the house phone rang. Irritated, I got up to answer it only to find my wife calling to tell me that she had been thrown from her horse and that she thought she had broken something.  Continue reading