So, this is it for junkyard. I deleted all but what I liked the most. There is a link hidden somewhere down there to my next blog....doesn't take a genius to find it but, I just wanted to be a little tricky. Later days, and bless.

Now, a staple of the superhero mythology is, there’s the superhero and there’s the alter ego. Batman is actually Bruce Wayne, Spider-Man is actually Peter Parker. When that character wakes up in the morning, he’s Peter Parker. He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man. And it is in that characteristic Superman stands alone.

Superman didn’t become Superman. Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he’s Superman. His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red “S” – that’s the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears – the glasses, the business suit – that’s the costume. That’s the costume Superman wears to blend in with us.

I think lots of people need to change their Clark Kent outfits. But I understand the safety in wearing it.

Driving a beat up 5 speed Mazda around south Iceland in August probably couldn't have been more beautiful and probably couldn't have made me feel more free.

I love Buddy Holly. To me, this is the perfect slow dance song. You couldn't dance with just anyone to this song.