Still More BS

In the strange, convoluted new world of my life as an author, Blake Shelton has played a part. Yes, that Blake Shelton. Do you ever wonder why? I sure do. I ask myself that question whenever I think about the guy. Since it started, though, I’ve renounced my Hillbilly Bones, reconciled with my Hillbilly Bones, forgot completely about Blake Shelton and was again reminded of his existence when a friend asked me if I was going to go on the Blake Shelton cruise.

“Nah,” I replied. “I’m over him.”

“I’ll buy your cabin if you are strapped for cash,” she offered. “You were really excited about him for a while there.”

Now that’s a generous offer.

I put it out to my guy who said, “You don’t like Country and Western music.”

I replied, “Yeah, but Blake Shelton is going to be there!”

“So,” he said.

“I want to meet him!” I enthused.

“Whatever,” he commented, walking away. “I think we can find better things to do with our time and money.”

I’m sure we can, but….it’s a free cabin! Once again, I am considering the offer. But there’s still those nagging matters of:

  1. I  love adventure and don’t care for cruises.
  2. I don’t care for CW music. I mean, I TRY to like it, I really do. But I was raised on a different kind of rhythm. You can’t change your rhythms mid-stream…can you?
The whole thing is a curious quandary to have. Guess I’ll have to embrace the whole thing as learning to get along with everyone. I’ve been doing that lately; trying to see the souls behind the belief systems. There’s too many haters in the world. Hip Hoppers hate C&W. C&W pukes at the thought of Rap. Crooners think they are more cool than pop. The list goes on and on.
The way I see it is, I’ve got time. Time to see if I can embrace this whole CW thing and see it from a new angle…you know, embrace the country lifestyle and people I left behind. If I can’t, I hear there’s good diving in Nassau and St. Thomas. I’ll keep you posted. And hey, who knows? Maybe he’d like a good book to read…