Directives

Happy you're here!!  I will set some tones and backgrounds for the next go-around.  First, let me say, you are not alone and some business is in order.  For those of you that are new to "Fireside with Mr. Mustang" I will invoke a little humor in saying that I write with the intent of adventure.  My spirit has always been restless for amusement and excitement.  Ask anyone that rubs shoulders with me and they usually retreat in saying "RUN AWAY TRAIN..."  Oh, I've pissed a few spirits off in this life but only on the reasoning they were uninformed as to which direction I was heading and I had a wider tread.  But, what if my tread was made of cotton?????  And, what if it was an unintentional bruising tread?  Ya, you could say the other way around holds true but really, the ones' that have the hardest tread are the ones' that are denser in spirit and always is the cause of friction in the long haul.  I always imagined I was riding on air (with strings attached).  But, to be fair, all genes are not perfect fitting.  Heck, I've never squeezed a pimple in my life.  Lucky you say?  THAT'S what I'm here to find out.  No, not how to squeeze a pimple, just the reason why someone else has the need to.  I watch in dismay my granddaughter pick her nose.  I ask her, "does it taste good?"  Can't envision it does but I don't ask why my puppy dog Molly eats calf poop.  It must taste good....to her.

Now, I know you're asking, what the hell are you talking about.  Boogers, calf poop, pimples.....  WHAT I'm talking about is everyone has the right to sense their own adventure.  Right, wrong or indifferent, everyone will.  That's the quest.  Find out if it is BETTER.  Don't take their word for it.  But, I would advise to limit your adventure tasting to...say....a specialty cheese instead.

Grocery store.....Tomato Basil Formaggio, Oh Yea!