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I've been a little out of pocket recently - What does " out of pocket " mean anyway? - and there are several things to discuss. First, last week I was deeply saddened to hear Mitch Mitchell died . I hadn't thought about him in a long time but those who know me know my utter devotion to Jimi Hendrix . Hearing that Mitch died meant that the last member of the Jimi Hendrix Experience has died. Why that means anything considering all of the music that is available I don't know but I do know that I mourned for Mitch. I owe a lot of my sensibilities, especially music sensibilities, to that band. I owe MY definition of being black, or at least part of my definition, to what Jimi did while he was here and Mitch was along for most of that.  Second, because my father died of colon cancer I had to have a colonoscopy a couple of days ago. I will never look at Gatorade the same way again but I would love to have a sleep like the anesthesia offered once a week at least. I ...

Thank you Alice Walker for bringing the Buddhist perspective into things. President-elect Obama is inheriting a crazy office and I have to agree with Ms Walker that the president, ney, we all, must work to find and maintain that peace within before we can affect change without. Only with clear mind and pure heart can we truly get anything done. Its tough to work on yourself the same time you are attempting to do a big job but you have to.  Copied from The Root Nov. 5, 2008 Dear Brother Obama , You have no idea, really, of how profound this moment is for us. Us being the black people of the Southern United States . You think you know, because you are thoughtful, and you have studied our history. But seeing you deliver the torch so many others before you carried, year after year, decade after decade, century after century, only to be struck down before igniting the flame of justice and of law, is almost more than the heart can bear. And yet, this observation is not intended to burden you...

I am filled with emotion. Barack Obama is the president-elect . How I wish Papa was here to see this. He would've loved Obama. I am excited - Barack Obama is the president-elect of the United States of America . I never believed a black man, even one as eloquent, conscientious and smart as Barack Obama, would be on his way to the White House. I am excited b/c my child will be born into a world where a black man CAN be president. I am sad b/c my father, a black man who grew during the depression in the urbanized rural south , who spent most of his adult life in a segregated world, who knew an awful lot but only had a high school diploma, is not here to see this happen. I am nervous b/c there are nutjobs in the world who would do Obama harm. I am nervous that my choice for president won't live up to my expectations, hopes and dreams and will not only let me down but give those nutjobs ammunition to say and believe stupid shit. PS: Barack has some incredible speech writers .

Maybe its just me and this glorious day we've had but there seems to be an electricity to downtown Nashville today. It might have something to do with this picture...