We have two ways to handle the situation but who’s counting?

Most importantly, you can choose to make your future or react to the past.

I choose the former.

Just like, right now, Monkeynaut chooses to ferment in my belly and tickle my tummy…

…making my ears ring hours after listening to the bells, chorus, Celtic band, organ and orchestra at an annual musical spectacle of a local worship centre called the Living Christmas Tree at First Baptist Church.

I could write a few hundred character sketches based on the people I show at tonight’s show but I won’t.  I’m enjoying too much the aftereffects, the buzz, of a few gospel tunes, Celtic airs and choral harmonies…

Christmas music and beer — some traditions are just too difficult to overcome.

That’s why I long ago taught myself not to condemn others for their lifestyles.

Who’m I to judge what’s going through your thoughts as you struggle to live your life the best way you know how?

Old-fashioned or newfangled, we are who we are and mostly who we want to be.

I have some mischievous stories in my thoughts that I better not write while I’ve had a few to drink.

I know better than to regret later being the real me behind the layers of masks that masquerade for this show we call a universe within a blog.

Well, all right, if you insist…what’s one teensy, tiny story amongst friends, right?

Let’s listen in to the characters who are already in your future but you don’t know it yet…