Crazy

No one said it better than Patsy Cline.

We, as a society, use that term for the craziest reasons. (see how I did that?) We all say the word without thinking of its meaning.

What is crazy?

I personally don’t think it is a matter of an “on” or “off” switch; it’s way more complicated than that.

Crazy was probably first used to describe something that was inexplicable. Who DID use it first and in what context? Do you think it was a medical professional in the days of yore?

Time changes everything and crazy can now be an adjective for something awesome.

That band is badass. They’re “crazy-good.”

Like that.

“I’m going to a party tonight.”

“Crazy.”

Now, that is just some dumbfuck with a minimal vocabulary trying to fit into a society that would rather leave him by the side of an unpaved road.

Wow, look at me all vitriolic this morning.

At my gig the other night, I mentioned a friend named Sarah Denny who attended. Sarah is a popular local awesome devastator who draw, paints, sings and has now taken up the ukulele. I am proud to call her my friend.

Check out her drawings of the vibe my music inspired her to produce:

Crazy-good.

The Domestic Despot is leaving for a couple weeks to go visit her sister in New Jersey, so me and the boys will be batchin’ it. As nervous as Karen gets, we are always fine; I just keep the dogs fed and run, and the rest of the time on my guitar or trying to get back into writing a new song. It will be my first in 19 years!

Crazy, just as a word sitting on its own, is a bit comical. It elicits wild, colorful impulses with a bit of the unknown thrown into the mix.

When I worked one summer part-time as a volunteer at Camarillo State Hospital, the only people I ever heard use the term crazy…..were the patients. I was able to interact and play games and music with about a dozen teenage patients.

There were some who were not capable of interacting with the volunteers, and the only thing I could think of to do, with my minimal life experience, was just to smile at them and look them in the eyes.

It was in the course of that summer that I both embraced and respected the process that many human beings must go through to get to their place.

We all have a place, so if you need help, ask me, and I’ll try and help get you there, or maybe find someone who can help us. I said us because we have a duty to help someone who asks for it. At the point in time that you are asked for help you have to see the problem through.

Look it up.

Book of Maddogg.

I give my best to everyone in this whacky game of life, and remember: As long as you’re still playing, you are winning.”

Stay well.

Published by maddogg09

I am an unmotivated genius with an extreme love for anything that moves the emotional needles of our lives.

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