Wars Without Stars

There is a song by a guy they've been playing on the country station quite a bit lately.  It's a catchy little tune, thought the subject matter of the song isn't me at all and I'm certainly not in that situation.  Could I be?  Sure, as could anyone really, if they pushed hard enough.  That's how I feel tonight.  No, not like I want to be in that situation.  In fact, the song has nothing to do with how I feel, just the one line that is the basis for the song is it.  I got nothin'.  And so I'll sit here and see how long I can write about nothing.

You certainly can't write about something when you have nothing.  That would just be absurd.  Unless you've been here before.  Then you could write about the last time you had nothing and wrote about it.  I'm getting some deja vu here.  Are you?  I think I've been down this road before in a previous blog entry.  Well, if nothing else, I'm entertaining myself.

There are so many things I could be talking about.  So many other things I could be doing, but that requires the right people to ask the right questions.  Do you ever feel that way?  Hope and pray that the right people ask the right questions because you just can't say what it is you want to say?  I know how you feel.  Some things are better left unsaid.

I like to think that this little blog thing is some kind of an exercise for me to jump start a songwriting career.  That's what I like to think.  I imagine that if I can just get enough experience letting words flow that at some point I will be able to latch on to something that will allow me to shape what flows out into something usable that can be put to music.  So far, no such luck.  Well, that's not entirely true.  I has done some good to that end.  Only problem is what comes out is either unfit for human consumption, or else it is too revealing of those things I'm trying to suppress that I don't dare share them.  Yes, I am a man of many sorrows.  But many of you knew that already.

Many of my sorrows are self inflicted, no doubt.  Every man is bound to suffer the consequences of his actions.  Some sooner rather than later, but every dog will have his day but that day won't always be the cat's meow.  Suffering the consequences is something that can be looked forward to if the consequences are the result of careful attention and prudent planning.  Unfortunately, like Han Solo, my life has been largely a lot of simple tricks and nonsense.  Unfortunately, simple tricks and nonsense don't always land you a General's position in the Rebel army with your Princess Leia at your side.  Mostly they just land you in a tavern booth with Greedo opposite you and people forever arguing whether or not you shot first or he did.

That's a whole lotta something for one who's got nothin'...