One of my things was to attempt to be a stand-up comic. It was something I did for about 3 years in the early '80s. Then I was living in Fort Lauderdale. It is so long ago now I will have to refer to notes to have surety of finding whatever reasoning was behind my visits to the Comic Strip there in Fort Lauderdale, FLL. FLL is the airport identifier. I worked at Fort Lauderdale Hollywood International for Business Air Center. It was a good job for me to be walking around the ramp helping people either get off the ground by giving them fuel or moving their plane into a parking spot and tying it down. I had never really got with the employment program where you get a job and just keep it for your whole life. Of course on top of it is the fact that the world changes. You do change as well, moving towards what is a realized destiny if you are proactive about it. So I was apparently destined to make the CDs that I have. My orbits in the small town of Carrboro, NC, or Not Conscious as a stand in for North Carolina were to drive over to the little airport and see if I could influence it's continued life as a completion of the port function of the town. I'd taken to stopping by the Music Loft and buying things with which to make music. Then I might swing by to see Sid art Surplus Sid's. No this was after I'd gotten ill and was no longer working as a carpenter doing renovations. Now I just stay home. The Music Loft is something else now. The combination for the fence into the airport is changed. It is supposed to become a solar farm. Since it is Corona days and I don't drive anymore, I don't go anywhere. The CD is something I'm proud I did. Warrior Sound and Al Jacob are recommended. I need to take a nap.