Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Frank Buster

What a special little guy. He waltzed in tonight with his head bald and scarred from radiation, and a big smile on his face. The brain tumor would not survive. He was sure of that. He'd named it 'Frank' because he needed to know to whom exactly the hammer would be sent for smashing. I was given a tiny pin to wear. It said, "Frank Buster", and in 'that's-the-least-I-can-do' moment I joined his campaign to get rid of Frank. I scanned the audience for other Frank Busters and found a few. There has to be a song for this brave lad and I racked my brain to find it. I thought about "Lean On Me" and "Stand By Me", but his will was already so positive and strong. Why go there? Instead, we sang "don't worry about a thing, cause every little thing's gonna be alright". I am proud of my Frank Buster pin, and I will wear it forever in prayer for all the little children fighting for their lives.

The Art of Performance

I would love to have your thoughts in the form of an anecdote or two regarding the Art of Performance. Send me an email if you'd like to participate in the book I am writing (, and I will send you the "3" questions.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009


When your mind is happy so is your body! That's my mantra for the day. Get to walkin' and put a little synchopated rhythm into it. Do a little bop if you want to as the words roll from your tongue..."when your mind is happy so is your body". Tomorrow make up your own mantra. Your heart will be thankful. The chicster

Monday, October 26, 2009

Movin' on up!!

My wife has convinced me that blogging is the way to go. So, this is my very first blog. I have no idea what I am doing, but I am determined to keep on movin' up. That's the only way to go.
--the Chicster