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Born To Be Mild

    Hey, everyone. I was out late tonight and enjoyed driving home. It was a pretty night with warm temperatures and the mountains as a backdrop for my music. I was just cruising along, very relaxed, until I started to listen to some of that music. You know, some of that driving music from the sixties.
   Get your motor running
   Head Out On the Highway
   Looking for adventure
   And whatever comes our way
Yes, you're right, that is Steppenwolf, with Born to be Wild. Great song, from the Easy Rider movie soundtrack. Peter Fonda starred as a dude who was touring around the USA on a motorcycle. A young Jack Nicholson played a small town lawyer in the film and Dennis Hopper was Peter's pard. Try it some time. It was considered very cool at the time but to the casual, modern eye, it will perhaps seem a little silly.
    So, I drove the mountain roads quite fast for a while until I started listening to slower songs like Kentucky Rain by Mister Presley.
Seven lonely days
And a dozen towns ago
I reached out one night and you were gone,
Don't know why you'd run, what you're running to, or from
All I know is, I want to bring you home.
     This is a song about a guy who is hitch-hiking around, searching for his woman. Since I have hitched all over the USA, back in my youth, I relate to this song.
With the rain in my shoes... (I can, again, relate).
     But, I am older now and very mellow. No longer do I search for adventure. In fact, I could change the words to Steppenwolf's song to Born To Be Mild.
     I had just backed off on my speed when a herd of deer appeared on the side of the road, about to cross in front of me. I slowed almost to a stop and eased past the bounders. I thought to myself, "Now there are some things that can truly say that they are born to be wild". Actually, deer can't talk, but if they could, they would declare that they are indeed wild.
    As for me, I am more of a recliner man, these days.
     If you need a free game for the weekend, try a shooter game called The Last Defender. In this game, you are in a gun emplacement. You are faced with the arduous task of shooting it out in a war. There are tanks, jeeps, men, helos and other things. Change weapons and buy ammo, then do another mission. It is a fun game and free. You'll enjoy it. It is neither deep or gorgeously endowed with graphics, but it is okay.
    Well, it is time for bed and I am weary. Good night from the author's green retreat. I am CE Wills.
P.S. The picture was taken in a rest stop in Colorado. The bronco was obviously glad to see me. He could certainly be described as "Born to be wild". Of course, if a human had painted pictures on my bod, I'd be wild too.

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