I'm in the process of writing another book, and in the introduction to it, I mention Drift Away.
I vividly recall Pamela and I discussing names for our old trawler but nothing fit. I believe that things and pets and babies will name themselves given enough time. We were listening to the radio, and Dobie Gray came on.
"Drift Away"
Day after day I'm more confused
Yet I look for the light through the pouring rain
You know that's a game that I hate to lose
And I'm feelin' the strain
Ain't it a shame
Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Beginning to think that I'm wastin' time
I don't understand the things I do
The world outside looks so unkind
And I'm countin' on you
To carry me through
Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Yeah, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
And when my mind is free
You know a melody can move me
And when I'm feelin' blue
The guitar's comin' through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that you've given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
And rhythm and rhyme and harmony
You've helped me along
Makin' me strong
Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get logst in your rock and roll and drift away
Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Hey, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Na na na, won't you, won't you take me
Oh, take me
Reading the lyrics then, what stood out was
Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul, I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away...
But today, reading the same lyrics, the ones that jump off the screen are
Thanks for the joy that you've given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
And rhythm and rhyme and harmony
You've helped me along
Makin' me strong
Drift Away wasn't just an old trawler. It was a lifetime experience. Thank you all for following our adventures, and misadventures. You are the reason I wrote this blog, and continue to write. You prodded me everyday, especially when the day's blog was late.
In other news, I've started investigating looking for a literary agent to handle the publishing and marketing of my books. And I'm contemplating a film agent for
Weak in Body, Strong in Mind and Spirit, a wild book if I do say so myself. I'm a bit shocked that this one came from my own brain because it is pretty, uh... bizarre, although you loyal readers may not be surprised at all.
My current book project is another nonfiction Sasquatch book that needed to be written, and then it is back to writing
the Drift Away Toilet Companion. Anyone who is a "follower" (by clicking the "subscribe to Drift Away" link above) will get a signed copy at a discount off of Amazon's list price. And actually, if anyone wants a discounted signed copy of any of my books, email me at adkdave at hotmail.com (replace "at" with "@", no spaces). All books retail for $16.95 on Amazon. I'll sign any books and mail them for $15 each plus $2 for shipping. You can mail me a check or pay me on Pay Pal, which is easier. The books are:
Living Among Sasquatch: A Primer (non-fiction)
A chronicle of Pamela's and my experiences in learning that not only were Sasquatch real, but that we were living among them in our cabin in the woods.
Living Among Little People: A Guide for Sasquatch (almost all fiction)
Generally follows the same story as Living Among Sasquatch but told from our Sasquatch's perspective. It is a tongue-in-cheek narrative where our Sasquatch misinterprets just about everything he observes us doing, with a good dose of action and suspense.
Weak in Body, Strong in Mind and Spirit
(completely made up, except the people and places are real)
This book is a real hoot. That's probably all I can say about it. This came from my alleged brain, which should not come as a surprise anyone who knows me.
I am awaiting a proof of a 2018 calendar containing my photographs from Georgia's Golden Isles, our favorite part of our cruise. Heck, I'll even sign that for you in gratitude for making this all possible. $10, $1 for shipping.
Thank you all.
