Rambling Harbor

In this podcast, there is not one but two trivia questions. There are thoughts about politics, elections, and sports, and of course music. And I never know what will pop into my head and out of my mouth until I open the mic and mouth simultaneously and begin, so join me on the shores of Rambling Harbor and we will get on with the getting on of it.

Welcome to another week of ramblings, perhaps more ramblings than usual with thoughts about the election and football, music, movies, and more. A trivia question this one about Saturday Night Live or now known simply as SNL.

In this podcast, I cover everything from football to Frank Sinatra.* Also I should mention that Sundays will be the day for podcast release, I know I have been all over the calendar with broadcasting them but by noon on Sunday, Sunday, Sunday,....by NOONSee you inside on the shore of Rambling Harbor

Some fun facts about Labor Day and other events including a trivia question about the NFL," And of course other fund facts and ramblings. Heck as I've said I don't know what's in there until we open the door so come on a shore. So I completed the podcast and my virtual cyber phone lit up as it often did when I did live broadcast and just so no one else wants to tell me I mispronounced Reykjavik it is pronounced RAKE-ya-vik, which I think I knew but didn't.

Politics and music have always been friends, from Bob Dylan, and Neil Young, to CSNY and on and on, and in this podcast, I let some of my political colors fly but there is also a bigger dose of odds and ends and thoughts and ramblings and general fun. And most of it is unrehearsed with very few notes and the notes I do have I may not follow so come on ashore at Rambling Harbor, to tell you the truth I never know where I’m going until I get there either

Welcome to my podcast from the shores of Rambling Harbor. On these cyber shores, I will cover everything from the music of today to music and entertainment history and a few historical events of note and just about anything else that comes to my mind, much of it totally adlib and off the top of my head, after all, it is called Rambling Harbor, so hit the play button and see where we go.

n the early 1970s, I was living in Washington, D.C., as part of CCNV, the Community for Creative Non-Violence. I would get gigs speaking at coffee houses, bars, and the occasional college or university. It was all part of CCNV’s outreach, attempts to bring awareness, first to the Vietnam War, and later in D.C. to the brutal conditions of the homeless population. Sometimes my appearances were only personal, reading poetry I had written either as a child or young adult or before, during, or after prison. It was at one of those personal times, a time when I was feeling overpowered with loneliness and confusion while reading in a coffee house/bar just off DuPont Circle, that I met Rachael. Rachael was a military brat whose dad worked at the Pentagon and just saying hello to me could have caused all kinds of problems at home, but she did say hello at a time when I desperately needed someone to say hello. I know at the time we both needed a friendly hello.