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A Brown Road Campfire

Hi gang, sorry I haven’t been around much the last couple months. I’ve been busy displaying my awesomeness in ways other than being a world-famous blogger. I promise there are some things in the works and that I will be back soon. Until then, in the spirit of Summer which is finally here and warm campfires on crisp, clear, starry nights, here’s a pretty epic old post from Summer of 2011 when this blog was a younger version of itself and which many of you have probably never had the privilege of experiencing.

So that you can vicariously enjoy the whole Brown Road experience and since I can’t think of anything to write about, here’s me singing a campfire song, including all of the outside bird and peeper sounds from the swamp behind us! One of the critters got so loud towards the end, I think maybe it was sitting right underneath me. Maybe it was singing along. I laughed because I thought it sounded like one of those combination music and nature sounds CD’s you can buy.

Sweet Baby James is one of my favorite songs.  My Mom sang it to me to help me fall asleep when I was a baby. I don’t really remember that, but I imagine that’s where it all started. My parents had a copy of the James Taylor album that this song was originally recorded on and I would listen to it all the time.

If you’d like, here’s a video I found on youtube of a crackling campfire, that you can look at as well!

You should play them both at the same time to really get the full effect! You may have to adjust the volume settings on the videos to watch them together, the crackling fire is pretty loud.

Have fun at the Brown Road campfire!


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The Ladybug Song

In my ongoing effort to become a world famous author, songwriter and creator of content for children, I decided to write another song and figured you can’t lose with ladybugs. Everyone loves ladybugs and if you look at the number of published children’s books about our little spotted wing friends, writing about ladybugs is a sure thing.

So please take a listen and let me know what you think. It’s a cute little song, soothing and melodic with a great denouement at the end. See that big word I just used there? Only world famous authors and songwriters can use big words like denouement.

Thanks for listening, I hope you enjoy it… make sure you listen to the whole song though… you know, so you don’t miss the denouement! 😉

What do you mean you sense sarcasm in my voice?!?


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School Daze

It’s back to school time for kids all over the country. Fancy new school clothes are being purchased and worn, lunch boxes are being filled, pencils are being sharpened, weapon and drug sniffing dogs are being hired. I know that many of you have probably already sent your kids back to school, but mine don’t start until this coming Tuesday, September 6th. Here in Michigan there is this great law that says all public schools must start after Labor Day, so that the tourism industry can have one last money-making weekend.

These are such important and exciting times when we send our kids off to school to become educated and productive members of our society. I know many parents, this time of year, are quite enthusiastic about the valuable learning opportunities and academic virtues that the schools will bestow on their kids… and that their kids will finally be out of their hair again. Some parents have even been known to celebrate these scholastically important milestone days by dancing around saying things like;


Not me, however. I find it reprehensible that there are parents out there that dislike their children so much that they want to throw a party just because it’s time for their kids to go back to school. I like when my kids are home during the summer. We don’t have to do nearly as much laundry because they can wear the same clothes over and over again. Plus, I get to see them more and I don’t have to drive them to school every day.

Truth be told, I hate these last few days of my kid’s summer vacation. I feel a deep down, intense sorrow for them as summer vacation ends and the reality of going back to school hits. I vividly remember those days as a kid, and how horrible it was. Summers were only two or three months, but they felt like they lasted years. Then suddenly, like a stake through the heart, it was over. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone, let alone my own flesh and blood, who I am proud to say, have spent the summer months productively lying around like slugs, playing video games and destroying the house.

So in honor of my kid’s endless summer… well, unfortunately… ending, here is a great post I wrote a while back about children not wanting to go to school. It’s funny, I promise.

A Troubling Situation

On a serious note… if you are a teacher, teacher aide, school administrator… whatever… if you are working with kids, you deserve a round of applause, a pat on the back and a big, sloppy kiss for doing what I believe is some of the most important work out there, educating our kids. Seriously, I believe that! Sorry, I can’t do anything about your salary.

Happy school daze!!


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Dance of the Fireflies

Isn't he cute and cuddly! Image courtesy of nationalgeographic.com

I went to bed early last night while the rest of the family stayed up and watched a movie.  As I lay in bed with the usual ten million things swirling through my mind, I stared out the bedroom window and watched the fireflies dance around in the air. I love fireflies! They’re a sure sign of summer and bring back so many memories of childhood.

My family spends many summer nights sitting outside around our fire pit.  The fireflies swarm around like crazy this time of year.  Obviously since you can see them you get a pretty clear image of how many are out there.  I can’t help but wonder though, what other creepy critters are flying around that you can’t see.  Look near any light and you get a pretty good idea.  If all the insects that are out at night had little headlights on, we’d all probably choose to stay inside.

Lots of these unseen creatures choose to interact with you when you’re sitting outside at night.  When they do, most of us freak out and flail our arms around and squeal like little girls. If a spider crawled up your pant leg as you’re sitting there enjoying a conversation, wouldn’t you be totally distressed and have to go inside and change all of your clothes?  If you were hit with a giant moth that you weren’t expecting wouldn’t you likely tip your chair from swatting it away with such ferocity?  If a big June bug landed on the back of your neck wouldn’t you be traumatized from ever going outside again.  I thought so!  Mosquitos?  I won’t even go there…

Fireflies are gentle beasts though, you can see them coming and sometimes they land on you with their little butts lit up and you feel like somehow you’ve been chosen.  They’re not frightening, they’re not disgusting, they’re not creepy.  Instead, somehow they are charming and loveable, like butterflies and dragonflies.

I’ve had several conversations with adults recently about fireflies and the things these evil people used to do as kids, with these poor, helpless insects.  One said he and his friends used to smear them around their fingers as if wearing a ring. Another said he and his friends would use them as face paint.  One even went so far as to say that he would feed them to frogs and if you gave the frogs enough they would light up.  I’m guessing that story was embellished a little bit. I don’t remember ever using fireflies in such cruel, horrible fashion, but then again, I’ve never been great at squashing bugs of any kind and I suspect I was the same way as a child.  I do remember collecting them in containers and trying to get enough to make the container light up, but I think that was the extent of my firefly recreation.

In any case, this all made me wonder how many fireflies have been sacrificed in the history of the world by little kids using them as some kind of war paint, or how many have died sealed up in jars that some kid was using as a lantern the night before.  It’s a tragedy and I think PETA should be involved.  Then again, it doesn’t appear there is any shortage of fireflies around.  So maybe I’m overreacting.

By the way, you people who call them lightning bugs, they’re not lightning bugs, they’re fireflies.  There’s no lightening involved.  So there.  What? There’s no fire involved either? Yeah okay you’re right, there is no fire involved.  So go ahead and call them whatever you want to… just stop squashing them!


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