Here it is on a lovely Sunday morning. At 8 AM there is no traffic on Beverly Drive. I cruise slowly with coffee in hand thinking I should get back and trim the hedges. I do my own yard work. I'm delighted to do it too. It is a pride in ownership issue with me. I worked my brain to mush getting here, finally. I don't mind the tour buses either. I know they are wondering: "Who the heck is this guy". You don't have to be famous to own a dump on Beverly Drive, or Darter Drive for that matter. "Ain't no big thing" as Prince would often say in private. "Man who spring on innerspring this spring will have offspring next spring." was said by somebody, but I don't know who. It is another quote that rattles around in my brain for no reason at all, infrequently. It makes no sense and neither does this. I would consider this post one of my 'filler' blogs or posts to be a part of my 50 posts or comments required by this site before I can send messages. It's not that I have any thing of monumental importance to say at anytime especially today. I'm obeying the law of physics by having some weight and occupying space which I admit is a stretch of poetic license and relational embellishment. Never the less, it qualifies as one of the 50. How is your day going? Good, I hope. 
