Its this day that I think back on my relationship with my father.

I think the best wisdom he ever imparted on me was when I was about 10 or 11 years old. I was sitting on the couch read some comics and he sat down next to me and said,

“Son… You are ugly, stupid and useless, and no one will ever love you." 

And you know, he was right.

Some time after that he had to get surgery for a hernia. Before they wheeled him away to the operating room I said,

"Be strong, dad! And if you die, I hope they take it easy on you in Hell!”

Ah, memories…

Godzilla books. I found this at a local shop. That last one of Godzilla sleeping at that bottom of the ocean makes him look like a puppy. I liked these. They were intended for children but they make for good light reading. 

I saw an advertisement in the back for other books in the series and the “Godzilla Compendium”. I remember seeing that book in a bookstore when i was a kid. I begged my dad for it. He told me to shut up or he would kick my ass. He wasn’t much for “luxuries” like books. Oh well. 

One of my all time favorites. I think this was the movie where I stopped being scared of horror films and started loving the hell out them! 

And the soundtrack album was one of the best albums I have ever owned. 

No its not about me.

I often find solace in music. FM radio needs more respect as provider of it. To night I was driving home and one of the stations played three song that just made me feel at peace with the world. One by Pink Floyd and two by Bob Seger. Bob Seger songs as tragic as they are lyrically always put me in a good mood. It reminds me of when I was kid riding on the back of my parents’ cars as drove at night. It was just a warm feeling that put you at ease on a cold winter’s night. 

Its an odd feeling. But it is a nice one.