Local fans

With nice weather here, I am riding and playing more often. I have also found a couple of places to jam with other musicians and artists. A woman recently told me to keep doing what I do because I make a lot of people happy. The sight of a bicycling guitarist readily brings a smile to people's faces. Nearly all the responses I notice from other people are positive ones. Yesterday I was actually cheered by more than one group of people who saw me. One guy in a group of teenagers walking nearby raised his arms up high and yelled "The Bicycling Guitarist!"

I can handle fame in small doses like this. It's a nice feeling to be appreciated and to realize one is making the world a more fun place for others just by being who you are.

Be Seeing You?

I just learned on MSNBC.com that the star of my all-time favorite television series died yesterday. Patrick McGoohan starred in "The Prisoner," a surreal sci-fi spy story that has impressed me from the first time I watched it more than thirty years ago.

KTEH Channel 54 in San Jose, California, a PBS station of that time (if I recall the name and number correctly) would broadcast an episode every week, followed by a discussion of the episode and the series by some philosophers and theologians.

The series raises questions of the relationship of the individual to society, of the individual to God, and the individual to his or herself. This is much like the question asked by Ramana Maharshi, "Who Am I?"

R.I.P. Patrick, you touched my heart and my mind.

What is REALLY weird is that last night I had a craving to watch the last two episodes of "The Prisoner" (a two-parter finale). I watched the next to last episode last night and the final one this afternoon, just before learning of McGoohan's death. It had been a long time since I had watched any episodes of the series. Cue the music from The Twilight Zone please.