Life's So Heavy...

My macho cat Viggo has been doing the honors for the last couple of posts about little very old boring me, so I thought it prudent to tell the ones of you who are interested in person how I am getting on in the quagmire  of broken marriage vows.
Well...sinking fast, I must admit.
Thank Frith for those colleagues and friends who are doing their best to throw me a lifeline in the form of practical, philosophical and social aid!
Ever the one who is searching for that Ray of Light, the cliché silver lining, I am...
Sometimes I get a glimpse...

I always turn to music. The one constant in my life. So I've looked up an oldie, but goodie.
There's a link: The Beatles
Do not make the (understandable) mistake of thinking that it's about departed hubby, 'cause it isn't!
But I love it. Love it. Love it. Viggo lets it be known that he still isn't that impressed.

Viggo's Blog - The Wednesday Evening Blues

A link to Together - by Selah Sue

Hi fans, Viggo here.
Since the school year has started in The Wetlands, and my woman is rushing around like a demented hamster to get everything in order for her new classes, I have taken it upon myself to give you an update on our situation.

You know that line from the CD by Carlos Santana, where he has all those friends contributing? No, of course you don't, sorry. So. Anyway, there's this guy singing about pain, and he says (and I quote) "Pain never makes me cry, but happiness does".
I'd like to paraphrase this and turn it into: pain never makes her cry, but anger does.
Still. It's extremely fruitful in one aspect, and that's the writing angle. She's turning out the blues like a maniac.
Now, it's a public secret that people who are into music are avid listeners to other people's music (what a strange mechanism that is - as if I would go and watch that poxy Maine Coon when he's trying to catch a mole. I'd rather catch it myself. I'm better at it than him anyway!)
And my woman is listening to all sorts of stuff, mostly blues, but also Dutch artists like Jodymoon and Marike Jager. And that Belgian cutie called Selah Sue.

I've provided a link on top, for your perusal.
Meanwhile, as there's a huge thunderstorm blowing in, I'm going to love you and leave you. My belly is rumbling almost as hard as that thunder and lightning.
Cheerio!