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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, though. Oh, well. . . On with the random.

I was at the local Shoney’s Restaurant in Lewisburg. (I know. Again with the Shoney’s.) Anyway, it was Sunday morning with the church crowd. The restaurant was full. Quite a big crowd gathered around the all-you-can-eat breakfast buffet. Lots of elderly church people and nice families. . . It felt nice to be around so many good people. Then I noticed the song playin’ over the speakers in the restaurant. . . and I shittchu-knot; it was ‘Highway to Hell’ by AC/DC. To me, it was hilarious, but no one else seemed to notice it at all. Maybe the real irony here may be that we are so desensitized to our surroundings, we are oblivious to them, as well. The very next song was just as ridiculously funny … As I’m standing with the crowd of people gathered around the all-you-can-eat breakfast bar, piling my plate full of food; the song, ‘Don’t Stop ‘til You Get Enough’ by Michael Jackson filled the restaurant, and once again no one seemed to notice. I really never cared for Shoney’s so much before, but now I love it. It’s my new favorite restaurant. Here’s to you, Shoney’s . . .Cheers, and keep on rockin’. I couldn’t make this sh*t up if I tried.

Whether or not you wear your heart on your sleeve, your face is never a good place to hide things.

If we live in an infinite universe, how far away is Heaven?

Blues is the root of all music. Everything else is just the fruit of it’s vine.

If Washington DC is more civilized than West Virginia then how come the public restrooms in DC are so vile, filthy and disgusting?

Unlike the outspoken, politically misguided, out-of-touch, and ridiculously spoiled, rich Hollywood elite, the rest of us have to do our own stunts.

If a compass is broken and frozen in one direction and you are traveling in the direction of which it is frozen, is it really broken at all? Either way, life’s compass only moves forward.

I believe the invention of plastic will be the final downfall of mankind.

If Jesus turned the water into wine before he walked on it, he would have stained his robe. Of course, there is no man alive that can get red wine stains out of white clothing, but Jesus could. . . Probably just another miracle left outta the Bible.

My watch stopped on 4:20. I guess I’ll have to get a new one when it finally breaks.

. . . and last, but not least . . . Dedicated to my editor, Christina Entenmann: ‘’If a parent is not apparent, then they are not a parent at all.’’ You are a wonderful Mom to your son, Troy. It’s a real privilege to write for the paper. Thank you for all that you do.

Until next month, keep the rubber side down and stay groovy.

 – Peace, the Random Prophet. Thoughts? Email me at HashtagWV #95. November 2017.

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