November 18 – Monday – Grand Funk Railroad – Grand Funk

I know I had two Grand Funk Railroad albums and I know for sure my brother isn’t responsible for this disappearance. Don’t know where it went to, but this was not his taste. I loved it. Oh, that Mark Farner with his Alec Baldwin-like chest hair. But surprise – not a crush. However, this is not the album with Closer to Home (I’m Your Captain), which is the one that is MIA. This is another very crackly record and I don’t even remember a bit of it. And it is so sophomoric. Okay, I finally recognize the very last song, and got into it. It has that heavy bass that I like.

Grand Funk Railroad did have some good stuff afterwards, which does not include their one top ten hit. That happens all the time. It happened to Lee Michaels, even Bruce Springsteen. They have a song that appeals to the masses but it is not indicative of their work, and is not amongst their best.

Sometimes, when I’m on my back with my legs up against the wall, I’ll look over from my spot on the mat to see Max at his spot on the rug, lying half on his side, half on his back with one leg in the air, which I guess given his size is the best he can do. We both need to lose weight, and being that I am stuck at about 150 it’s time to start seriously controlling the diet again. Both of ours. Max is a big boy and will always be so, but he could lose a couple. He sleeps a lot so doesn’t have that same lack of sleep resulting in belly fat problem I do. I’m slimming all over except my stomach. I’ve got quite a nice set of curves coming back to my sides from my breastbones to my hips, and have lost enough thigh that my pants are baggy and I am regaining that definition between butt and thigh, a little. I must now take more drastic measures. Perhaps after Thanksgiving, which this year is the day after my birthday.