Nutty Nuder

Ah! A morning Monday walk, always the best!

I thought I’d write about something I may have already written before, but with a different header. Though, I talk to myself quite a bit, I’m still surprised by some of the Sh*T that comes out of my mouth.

The other day while walking around naked in my apartment, I said out loud “Nutty Nuder;” it came out from out of nowhere. I was referring to myself being naked and crazy. What exactly is a Nutty Nuder? It’s a crazy-ass-nudist! Though I’ve been to a few nude beaches, I don’t consider myself a nudist. I don’t normally walk around my apartment naked, but I'll do it from time to time. (There's even a video of me in my twenties dancing alone in my apartment naked.)

As for as being crazy, I know that in someway or another, I am, but I don’t mind. The online dictionary defines crazy as “mentally deranged; demented; insane.” It sounds so harsh! I like to define ‘crazy’ as offbeat, strange or wild, but then again, it’s all relative. Because in any way, who’s really ‘normal?’


The piece here is titled “Nudists.” It’s one of my favorite LITTLE pieces. I love the simplicity and composition of the piece. Like 'Nutty Nuder,' it also came from out of nowhere; I love when this happens. And now, I have another phrase added to my long list of “rickyism’s.”

In Who Dies, Stephen Levine writes, “Imagine if or the next 24 hours you had to wear a cap that amplified your thoughts so that everyone within a hundred yards of you could hear every thought that passed through your head…How embarrassed or fearful would you be to go outside? How long would you let fear of the mind continue to isolate you from the hearts of others.” These words have stayed with me for many years. It reminds me to be open and honest about who I am and what goes on inside my head. Because in the end, we’re all really alike. Uh-oh!

A very special Cheers to fellow Libran's Jason and Digby on their birthdays!

And a fantastic week to you all!