Tag Archives: California

Scenes on Sunday ~ Vacations

it’s much better to travel hopefully
than it is to stay at home imprisoned in lockdown

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

on vacation I like to rent a convertible mustang

Monochrome Monday ~ Hollywood

in Hollywood the sun shines day and night

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

That’s a BIG gorilla

Random Jottings ~ Travel

vacations in California are good for me

it’s better to to take a road trip in a convertible Mustang

than it is to arrive

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live with no apologies, travel with no regrets

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travel, you can always get more money

you can’t buy more time

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choose your travelling companion wisely

you will be sharing your life with her

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I have nothing to lose and a whole world to explore

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the journey of a thousand miles begins with buying a ticket

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travel broadens the mind, sitting around broadens the behind

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

given a choice

always travel in style

Monochrome Monday ~ California

California is both charming and rugged

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

The Getty Villa

 

Songs on Saturday ~ Last Train to Clarkesville

in Clarksville it’s de rigueur to marry your cousin

I’ve never been To Tennessee but I like this Monkees song, and it’s so mid sixties.  Anyhow I like trains.

Enjoy, and try not to dance to this track.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

the supercharger is a bit OTT

Songs on Saturday ~ Chris Rea

I’m never going to wait in line again

This Chris Rea track speaks to me, he’s singing about how my life was, how it is, and how it’s going to be.  I know that boardwalk and I know those streets.  I know how it feels to be trapped , waiting in line, waiting for something better….  Not a VW, and California, not Europe.

With thanks to Paula Light  for this prompt.

Pick up up your life, stop waiting, get on and do it.

Get a car, get a girl, and get out of town.

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jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Scenes on Sunday ~ Road Trip

keep cool ~ drive a Mustang convertible

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

California, a Mustang

and the girl riding shotgun

it doesn’t get any better than that

Baring My Soul

to let go of the past, we first have to accept it

just one of the cars, just one of the hotels

For more than five years I was in a dysfunctional relationship with a woman I believed I cared for very deeply.  Just about everything you can imagine being wrong, was wrong with that friendship ~ if that was what it was.  And I was too willfully blind to see it.  Call it lying to myself, or ignoring the obvious facts, or just call it denial.  The plain truth was that because of my own unrealistic expectations, I was on a down-bound train to some very personal hell, and my conscious mind did not want to know.

My subconscious mind, my inner child knew all right.  I spent years being miserable, torturing myself, and looking for some easy escape from my pain.  I started to write this blog….  No that is not true, she found me through this blog, in March 2014, (or maybe earlier).  What happened was that the things I started to write here changed.  My posts became darker, filled with pain and angst as I tried to find some relief from my feelings.  I went back to drinking, and every time my feelings got the better of me I would get the better of a few bottles of booze.  I even tried therapy ~  although I never told my therapist the truth of it.

The worst thing I did was to invest more and more of myself in that one-sided relationship.  I visited California often, and took my friend on great road trips, including to Wyoming to see the total eclipse of the sun.  We went to some very expensive new-age seminars in Sedona AZ and Albuquerque NM.  We found some great restaurants in Orange County, and breakfasted on the Queen Mary in Long Beach.  I would send flowers and gifts on every possible occasion.  And. I couldn’t see that everything I did made it worse.

Perhaps because I was going crazy during the coronavirus lockdown, but a couple of weeks ago I admitted to myself and others that I was in deep, deep trouble.  Then I finally admitted why, and found the sense to tell my Californian friend that we needed to say goodbye.

I know that she is still in my mind, and will be for a while.  But I have an Angel at my shoulder, and as long as she is watching over me I will stay free of the chains that once bound me.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

alone again, naturally

Songs on Saturday ~ Against the Wind

birds fly highest against the wind, not with it

There is a part of me that yearns for the better art of my youth ~ not that I ever owned a hog, or a switchblade, or a studded leather jacket.  I was a little too prudish for that.  For a while I rode a 400 x 4 to work, bought and sold cars that I shouldn’t have touched with a barge pole, and knew an older woman called Janet who owned a Bonneville T120.  (MBL (Married but looking.))  And BTW, if I go over the Rockies it will not be on a bike.

Please listen with skepticism, or maybe cynicism.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

surprising ride for a married older woman

 

 

Monochrome Monday ~ Zzyzx

some places are even emptier than the back of beyond

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

four and a half miles to nowhere

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