Groovy Highway Archive

It’s a sunny Summer day in 1972. I can smell the honeysuckle in the air. A bit humid in the sun, but a nice breeze if I can find some shade. I skid my bicycle along the sidewalk . . . leaving the desired long black skidmark from my wide ‘Cheater Slick’ white letter tire […]

My best friends are perfect strangers. Everyday people. I am everyday people. I like everyday people and I get along fine with them; therefore, my best friends are strangers. Being strange myself, I have always been a stranger; therefore, getting along with strangers is understandable.. . and remember, we are talking strangers here; not weirdos.  […]

It was late . . . or early, depending on your perspective. It was about 4:20 AM to be exact.  To me, it’s not the next day until the Sun also rises.  . . So, it was still tonight; which made it late and not early to me.  . . and not yet tomorrow, either. […]

I was born in Washington DC. Living there practically all of my life, I have heard just about every foreign language on the planet. As I entered adulthood, I’d be lucky to find another English-speaking person some days. Believe me, depending on your day, this really does happen . . . and it’s frustrating as  […]

Hi, Friends. Last month the ‘Wheel of Random’ landed on serious. This month I am getting back up to speed on Groovy Highway and do what I do best. Random. Random is often my best friend. Different or strange is very much needed in this world. I just don’t know how much it’s really appreciated, […]

Life …  We are born. We are given this life whether we want it or not; a life for which we did not ask. Is it going to be an easy life? Is it going to be a hard life? Is it going to be a short life? Is it going to be a long […]

Hello again, my Friends. Welcome to Groovy Highway with the Random Prophet. Remember, if it’s groovy, I’ll cover it. If it’s random, I’ll think of it. . . . and always keep in mind, I am an artist and musician, not a politician or magician. . . . which means very simply; there will be […]

They say, “You can take the boy out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the boy.” I believe this to be true, but I also believe the same thing applies to the city boy. I was born and raised in Washington DC. A typical city boy. I thought I had […]

Hello, my friends. Welcome to Groovy Highway with the Random Prophet. Allow me to start off by introducing myself. I am an artist and musician, not a politician or magician. . . . which means very simply; there will be no lies or double-talk and no tricks up my sleeve. What you see is what […]