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HIS SPIRIT LIVES ON! ... BONER, THE PIANO DOG ... November 27, 1994 ... February 20, 2010

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February 28, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

I just processed and posted 250 more photos to the Traveling Piano Photo Galleries from last year. While it always seems I am doing less or not enough or just a little all the time... I did a fucking lot last year! There were the Halloween, Valentines Day and Christmas projects for those living on the streets in filling up and decorating the Traveling Piano truck with goodies for individuals found in the alleys. I did several big food cookings and distributions all by myself and also had a blanket drive. There was the Community Traveling Piano Project where I found seven pianos and transported them onto the streets for everyone. It is not like I just dropped them off and that was that. They had to be cared for. I was still doing the Photo Gallery for a few months to to and raise funding to keep myself going. I took the Traveling Piano to several community fundraisers and sold photos giving 100% to the causes.

The Traveling Piano was used for protest against the present fascist government while I am still allowed to do that without being arrested. There was the usual fundraising to play the bills and of course the Traveling Piano's core work of fun, friendship and respect through the creating of music and sharing it synchronistically and spontaneously with people from all walks of life one-on-one. There have been over 100,000 people on the piano seat since this has all started. This blog and the filing of everything takes much more time than it used to. Mo... he takes a lot of time and is so worth it more than any other aspect of my life journey. We even got a little nature in. There's much more I did just to keep myself going in mind, body and spirit through gratitude.

February 27, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

As there are many people who have been loving on Mo through the years.. I want to share his entire journey with us all until the very end. He has always been the priority for my life and now the priority is stronger than ever. My days are spent in every moment loving his presence. I now usually leave him in the car when I go into a store because he slides and falls on smooth surfaces. We have been together 24/7 for most all of his life. He stays in the cab with the Traveling Piano except for a few short and rare moments on top of the piano anymore. He falls several times daily without the ability to get up anymore. He coughs allot and has been for a half year now. We still walk every night a little, he laughs and plays in old dog ways and has no problem huffing down any and all the food he can get! People stop us constantly on the sidewalk to ask if they can pet him.

February 26, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

The Community Traveling Piano's I put out last June made an impression. They really helped a lot of people living on the streets. They have been used twenty four hours a day and have been respected and cared for. They lasted, I mean really, since June... acoustic pianos outdoors on the streets! Two were stolen, one was destroyed, one is being held in a building, three are still playable and one is even decent. Unfortunately, the scummy Korean mafia drug selling building behind where I live, they reopened after having been shut down by the city for a year. They reopened as a recovery center, lol. The cops and detectives are worthless bobble heads, not interested. It took seven years to shut that place down. There were thirteen gun shootings outside the place in one year. Now, you know that place is paying off the cops big time. They only reason it was shut down last time is that the sergeant was leaving the force and did not care about them anymore.

I was very involved in all that. Now back open, the fentanyl is flowing in the streets and people are as crazy as it can get. One piano was found upside down. Several homeless people repositioned it. Someone tried to rip off the entire front of an old upright. Unfortunately, drug addicts are now using the pianos as a spot to use and they are destroying everything around the area and trashing it. The pianos have become a social place to hang out. People have been known to sleep next to them. The pianos have created enormous comfort just being in existence. They have created self worth for people on the streets in wanting to take care of them. Respect for the Traveling Piano Man and his pianos and presence has reigned. But one bad drug addict in a bunch can fuck up everything and so... they now need to get removed for a while or maybe permanently if the drugs situation becomes permanently flowing again downtown where I live.

February 25, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

This month seems to be moving faster than any other month of my life to date. I took Mo over to my friend Eric's place to hang out. The temperatures are climbing and I want him to enjoy the sun as much as possible. Eric has a nice backyard that he can walk around in and he really enjoys it there. On the same theme as yesterdays writing, I had purchased a small wagon a few years ago along with some camping equipment for when the heat becomes too much. I figured we would go out into the desert to camp for a few days at a time and a wagon would be useful for luging stuff from the truck to the tent. All that never happened. But, now as Mo can walk less and less and as a result, I am getting fatter and fatter. Neither of us are getting the exercise that kept me in shape. I am not going to walk without Mo. We have done everything together 24/7 for the last sixteen years and that is not going to stop now at the end of his life. He wants to be with me and I with him in every moment. Enter the wagon. I stuffed it high enough so Mo can lay in it and see out. He walks a block and enjoys his smelling of what he can, and then I pull him two blocks. Walk a block, pull two blocks. That works for both of us and he likes it! It is like that wagon was purchased back I had the money for it, for the future like, now! Stuff like this happens throughout life for me.

February 24, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

An example of the way life works, that gives me validation and can be reassuring fun... sometimes. Years ago I purchased an "armageddon" battery to have in case I ever needed an electric supply with nothing traditional available. It was very expensive. I never used it. Then when the piano batteries went bad for the piano... I wondered if it would work. New piano batteries for the trucks sound cost around $500 which I do not have. Once I tried using a burner with it to keep food hot for taking out on the streets with the portable battery and it drained almost immediately. With the piano and speaker for the truck, it can last three days which was just so awesome and less complex to use. I just recharge it when it runs low. It is small and easy to carry. There is no crazy connecting with wires. I physically have difficulty crawling under and into the piano anyway. As with so many other things it feels as though I had purchased it for the future without knowing.

February 23, 2025

Las Vegas, Nevada

I've been gifted with my greatest gift in life through God and Mo thus far. That is to have had 16 years with my pup Mo. He is slipping fast from life but he just had to stay long enough for us to have this day together. His appetite is strong, his love, his enjoyment of life as it is but, in the last few days I see his mood changing as he can only walk 20% of the old normal days. The photo for his Birthday Card was taken yesterday. I wanted to capture his joy as an old pup and his feet in sitting is very funny but that is the only way he can sit now and only for a minute or two. Mo has had a fantastic life, as fantastic as it is in any present moment. Happy Birthday Mo!

February 22, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

It is interesting how little I am amazed, impressed or interested in chaos anymore. Although... my tendency for anger and hate has increased immensely. Maybe I am just more conscious of anger and hate as I become older. I was walking home today and there was a huge plume of black blue smoke rising in the air less than a mile away. I figured if it was important I'll hear about it on the news. Ten years ago I would have run to find out what was happening. Gun fire can go off out my door and if there is no ensuing sound... not interested. Ambulance and police on the street, nothing I can do to help so why run to it. If it is firetrucks going by I'll go outside to investigate only if they stop and I can see lights flashing all around.

Anything sounding serious outside my door of course I'll check in on it but only if I think I will be affected or a close neighbor. Repeatedly banging doors outside or angry yelling... has to go on for at least ten minutes for me to check it out. I've become numb to violence and chaos. Although when something major happens like a mass shooting or the USA invades a country or any huge environmental tragedy... I shut down. It needs to process it over a few days. Never anymore, do I knee jerk into action and emotionally I am more sensitive as I get older. With the homeless, ICE or fascism... I have made the conscious decision to NOT allow myself to every become numb

February 21, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

My dogs have been a consistent relationship in my life. Only Boner and Mo have been able to handle my intensity, passion, love and the ways I care without pushing away. My emotions have always been too much for any one person for any length of time. I realize that a dogs relationship is really only a mirror of oneself. When it comes to over indulging in feelings with them there is a point where they just detach because it is not possible to reciprocate past what it is to be a dog. Boner and Mo have helped me to restrain my outward emotions in order to relate appropriately. They have helped me to function in relationship with others. The dynamics of relating to an animal are not the same as relating with human beings. Never... have I tried to relate to my dogs as people. But, there are aspects in relationship and emotions that are similar. A dog is a dog, a human being is a human being. They are not one and the same.

February 20, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

Of course this has been mentioned a hundred times at least but, I've never been empowered to have or want, or get or deserve, or do or have purpose for anything in life of my own making. It has been engrained that I do as I am told and almost under threat to not do anything other than. My life has been made not only out of work around resistance and learning how to empower myself to find support. Nothing has ever come to me with ease or, it has always seemed that way. While there has always been someone in my life, it has been rare to have someone to do things with. People do not ask me to do things with them. I think my friend Eric is the first ever to do that on any level. I've never had a sustained group of friends to hang out with. There has been AA groups I've been part in a personal way but that is a structured environment. Even to associate with those sober outside of the rooms has been rare.

February 19, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

February 18, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

February 17, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

As time moves on I feel less significant. I am losing the passion for the journey as I do less and less while doing the most possible concerning my age. It feels like people are forgetting about me and for sure that is going to happen anyway as time moves on. It happens for everyone. I may have mentioned before how once a person passes in life, their memory becomes forgotten or objectified over time, usually. But... as I process photos I am reminded of how much joy I bring to people. Once I begin forgetting that fact, I lose interest. One of the main tools to remember and keep interest has been that I used to process the photos from everyday that night before bed. Now, with other priorities, and my not playing every day, and the fact that people do not email me to ask for their photos as much as in the past... the significance of my work, the inspiration that I get from the photos everyday has been slipping away. Processing the excitement of travel and the experiences in nature also has helped to keep me going. Can't travel any distance with the truck anymore for music or nature. The truck is falling apart.

February 16, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

There are some crazy drugs being fed to people on the streets right now. There was guy was talking loudly in anger out in front of my place. He was out of his mind while walking back and forth in the freezing cold and looking very thin without a shirt on. It looked like he was going to settle into that spot for the night. There was a totally disgusting, thin dirty blanket on the ground nearby. With another blanket from my truck, I walked up to him without his seeing where I came. It was important to make sure our eyes connected as I asked if he wanted a blanket. He said, "oh yes thank you."

Making sure my intent was pure in wanting to give care and attention was priority. That jolted his mind into that reality and out of his crazy. It has happened countless time, when people who are crazy in the head get onto the piano seat they become completely sane if only for that period of time. And, that period of time is priceless. After walking Mo around the block I saw the guy had gone with both the new and dirty blanket. If it wasn't for my friend Eric getting me some blankets through people he knows... that act of kindness would not have been possible.

February 15, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

There has been a guy in my back ally who has been spending his nights screaming with not only screams of just pain but crazy screaming too. One night he had a woman back there screaming in conversation not through words, only sounds. I went down with a stick and told him to get the hell out of there and get to the street. This was not to be his spot and you can be sure I screamed that. He said he was afraid of the dark. I wanted to say but did not... "with that crack pipe in your mouth"? He said he was sorry for waking me up.

Of course I felt terrible about the situation but he was not going to drive me crazy night after night as the spot became his home. I think most everyone else living in my complex was too afraid to approach him. As he made his way to the curb, I ran to the Traveling Piano truck and back. As he reached the street I said, "here is a new blanket, find some place safe." The blanket did wonders all around. A simple little gesture with boundaries and limits and no fear involved can do wonders all around.

February 14, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

I got a Valentine today, lol. My property manager left a heart of chocolates. I give her little gifts of appreciation from time to time for her work as I really appreciate her dedication and how she preservers in the crazy apartment complex where I live. Concerning the journey, my friends contribute, my foe's once confronted claim that I beg. Well hell yea. I have no problem begging for those in need who cannot beg for themselves. That helping... only happens through my friends. Todays photo is last Valentines Day. Mo and I traversed up and down the back alleys of Las Vegas to show some love for humanity to those laying in the gutters. I had filled small netted red bags with candy and little toys. I did not have the where-with-all this year to do it again. Help!

February 13, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

After an excruciating physical, mental, emotional six hours trying to trouble shoot Traveling Piano sound problems, trading in and out the piano I've been using with another broken one in storage, both having notes that no longer work and having my sustain and two other spare pedals that would not work... I got everything working, sort of. As I began to create music on the street a neighbor walked by. I asked if she wanted to play. She said no but I'll go get my ocean drum and play some with you. I thought to myself, whatever. She came back and began to play along with my improvisation and it felt like I was going to cry. It sounded like I was on the beach with the waves lapping on the sand. After about fifteen minutes I stopped and was like, what was that... did that just happen? All my stressed out angst just washed away into the ocean.

February 12, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

February 11, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

Went onto Main Street in Downtown Las Vegas with the Traveling Piano to create some music. There were too many people around. It would have looked like a "show" and all who know the Traveling Piano's work, they know that is not what I am about. So, on a dead end side street I parked and played while people found us one on one. They were drawn to the truck through the music. Mo hung out inside the cab. He does not care about attention so much anymore with his age. Maybe my mom was with me in spirit because... three people came up during different time periods and two noticed the small Ukrainian flag on the side of the truck.

I asked one guy who came up where he was from because of his accent... the Ukraine. That was totally random over a period of an hour, three different people! What these people have experienced and how they told me about friends slaughtered is heart wrenching. That hell is coming for us here if we do not protest loudly and go through what is necessary to vote and... not believe the lies about voting. Sometimes, I think about all those complaining over what they created by not voting last time. They have empowered fascism. I'll just stop with that.

February 10, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

The focus of my life right now is Mo. His needs, my enjoyment of him in every moment is all that matters. He helps me feel sane, reflects my love through him, I do not feel alone with Mo. Everyone is fading away in life from me while Mo is right here and present with me. I am hoping he will reach his 16th Birthday coming up very soon on the 23rd. I exercise as much as he can exercise which is little, my activities are limited according to his ability and I just will not leave him alone to go live my life in any way on my own. We have been with each other twenty four hours a day since he was five and a half months old and now as he is old and getting ready to pass, I am going to separate to go out and exercise or go shopping while he is still here with me? Not a chance. My life revolves around his needs and our being together. He is happy even through his struggles, loves eating as always, loves to feel playful, loves walking as much as possible which to him now is running, he enjoys accomplishing feats such as getting down the stairs without falling and people. I enjoy taking the time to cook his food and make homemade treats. In every moment I prepare myself to not collapse in desire to live once he goes without me.

February 09, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

With that moronic, fascist, fake religious event held to counter the Superbowl's entertainment half-time show yesterday, it came to mind how authoritarianism does not lend itself to having a true creative edge. This is why church music trying to be pop music is aways stale, fake... for example Kid Rocks bad lip synching at that maga show and how Erica from that Turning Point organization as Tammy Fay presented herself so boringly. True creativity and ingenuity has the freedom to explore with diverse, uncensored ideas and always wins out because... deep down to the soul, people can smell the truth of spirit. It is not controlling or manipulative which is at the core of fascism, dictatorships, fake religious evangelicalism or whatever you want to call authoritarianism.

My own individual and personal music, for which I will be forever grateful manifested with this journey. I often tell people it was like having sex for the first time. I needed to share it freely and get as much as possible, lol. I did not want to sell my sex. It does not come across recorded very well anyway. It has always been best as a personal one-on-one in real life, present and spontaneous communication, interaction with and for others. My music is as intimate as it can get and pure soul. That is why 99.9% of people respond in positive ways and that has always been the case.There has been many, many life changing responses in all positive ways through my music. It works through zero ego and 100% humility and gratitude. My music has given me the feeling of connection, that of feeling part of, worth, validation, attention and purpose for the world.

February 08, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

Today being the Superbowl with all the hype and controversy surrounding the game, I did not watch it. I've never been interested in the Superbowl itself although it has been a significant aspect of this journey throughout several years. To participate in it, that had been the wildest dream I ever had and so I pursued the dream seriously and unwaveringly... through Oprah. Lol, that was back when she was still prominent in entertainment. Then came a point where I realized it was not going to happen and I was not sure whether I had ever really wanted it to happen to begin with. I realized I may have been fooling myself as I've never had much respect for sports in anyway specifically, the over-hype of football. Not that there's anything wrong football for other people, I've just never been interested. My participation was simply a big fun idea to streak across the football field with the Traveling Piano and my music and everything and enjoy all the attention.

My Superbowl dream came through as a result of my first front page news cover in the Philadelphia Inquire back in 1987. It was at the very beginning of my work with a piano on the back of a pickup truck. Now, I realize I've had many wild dreams throughout life that I would not want to manifest. specifically a few nightmares. The pursuit of that Wildest Dream turned out to manifest different dreams I've always actually wanted. To name a few, living somewhere else than I had been my entire life, seeing the best of the worlds nature, interacting and having fun, friendship and respect with people from all walks of life, significant worth and purpose for the world and I think the most significant even though sometimes I do not feel this way, I have become a "part of" people's lives and embraced in every way that has worth. Most of all I feel enormous respect in people having wanted what I have to offer for them and the world. My goal has always been to connect with just one person and that has manifested easily into millions with over 100,000 one-on-one people, in person. All... through humility and gratitude.

February 07, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

I can't believe we live in a world where a fifteen minute halftime performance causes more outrage than the Epstein files. Once MAGA heard "Kid" they were all in. Kid Rock actually wrote a song about how good it is to want underaged girls and republican voters and evangelicals... not a peep. Trumps name is listed more than 38,000 times across all the documents. (best friends for ten years) The redaction of names and "why" is astounding. This, all to cover up pedophilia just as the Diocesan Roman Catholics tried to do for their priests before they were found out. As these pigs get away without accountability, I can see the idea of pedophilia becoming objectified. As I learn more and more about those being "groomed" especially those young through religion, fascism, the idea of being an Incel, misogyny, racism, gas lighting and fear it hurts my soul. Trying to function with it all, keep a balance between awareness with activism along with my own life and work as a gay, older, socially responsible man for the sake of future generations... ugh. And then there is Melenia and her pedophile movie director, her connection with Epstein and her own skanky modeling past ... God forbid anyone delves into that, right?

February 06, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

Thoughtful caring and non-fearful acts of kindness are absolutely necessary for strangers now more than ever. They help connect and bring us all as human beings together in the best of ways. It is never just a one way street. Not only is it an acting out my frustration over everything I hate going on in the world and being able to say I am part of the solution, it gives me a voice of empowerment to speak out against all that is unacceptable. And... I am given respect and appreciation, worth and purpose in person and more specifically one on one. It can be compared to trash on the ground. I can complain and get crazy that someone else is not picking it up or I can pick it up myself and solve the problem. The fact that trash gets thrown on the ground is just a fact of life. Dealing with life on life's terms is the solution.

February 05, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

February 04, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

I was not feeling well last night physically like something was seriously wrong like my heart and everything was weak. And then I realized, I've been out with the truck every day for eight days in a row. That has not happened in years! It has just been a short time each day, under an hour but still, the energy I put out with music and talking with people giving them all I got... is still draining physically and I am fat and seventy years old, lol! So today I knew not to push it and even now, its later in the night and I still feel queasy. After Mo dies, I'll push it. The days are now beautiful and I want to make use of every minute enjoying them with people, music and Mo. We went for a kind of short walk in the sun and that was sooo... good even though the walking is super slow. For Mo, that super slow is actually as fast as it gets.

February 03, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

How revolting to have to use a photo of trump, a fascist dictator on our National Park pass! And the National Park Service will void passes with stickers over trump's face. Anyone who thinks this is ok or worse, likes it, they should be put down. As we all traverse through the future, I think about what I say in person and on the internet all the time. Throughout my life I have practiced to use direct, emotional and passionate wording so what I say gets noticed. It has been both a plus and a minus for me but I cannot help but cut through the shit. That exemplifies my emotional maturity as I do my best to be responsible and considerate of what I say, how and why and for... the truth in spirit. I have absolutely no problem in being a martyr for the truth of spirit. I know it well, as a professional. It comes from a life of self-study and observation and as well the consistency of the world around me. As our freedom of speech closes down more and more, if a time comes when all those who resist and do not bow to the dictator get swept up, I will most probably be one of the first. This because of where I say what I say. It pushes the limits.

But ya know, there is a zero chance that I am going to allow anyone to make me fearful enough to give up my moral character and ethnics, my soul. The history of my consistency on the matter speaks for itself. It is sort of like drinking... I've spent forty three years working my life every day to not take that first drink and now with all that time and experience behind me like, I'm going to throw all that away and drink? Fuck no. But for the grace of God, no. Same goes for the Traveling Piano's mission of not taking tips, fees or having any commercial affiliation, that branding for twenty years I have built on, it has not been easy. Would I for any reason now throw all that away for a few tips? Again, fuck no, lol. So it is with my freedom of speech "in the spirit of truth" politically. Not even the threat of death would make me give that up. Just think of how many soldiers died for me to have the freedom of speech in WWII and over the same shit we are now going through once again on my fucking home turf? Yea, I am willing to die for my countries ideals because they are 100% in alignment with everything I have ever stood up for throughout my entire life and what it is to be a human being in the Truth of Spirit.

February 01, 2026

Las Vegas, Nevada

A friend passed. She meant a lot to me even though I had to keep a distance as a result of her having dissociative identity disorder (yes, thats a thing) compounded by alcoholism. We were very close through a period of this journey and in recent years connected just a few times yearly. She represented both love and hell to me, the love won out... from a distance. I want to help keep the memory of her spirit alive with the following...

Becky was a woman who lived a life full of passion. Her spirit was ferocious. She showed the true strength of a woman on a quest to be the best human being possible. Becky had many relationships in life both functional and dysfunctional. No matter the situation, her love was ongoing without pause and was unparalleled. She could be batshit crazy lol, but... that could not be matched with her ability to be level headed, conscientious and just plain smart. Becky did not have an easy life but made the best of everyday without waste. She cared about people other than just herself. She loved music specifically the piano and was a supporter of the arts. As an adult, she supported childhood friends. Becky used to work with penny stocks in the market to help others.

She enjoyed cooking both professionally and personally. Her sense of humor was strong and dry. She loved nature and animals specifically her horses, dogs and cats and she loved the state of Montana where she lived for many years. Becky was a ferocious protector with gratitude and appreciation for American Social Democracy and walked the walk with her words through action. She was active political member of the Democratic Party and as a community member enjoyed taking responsibility for what needed to get done. Becky no longer being here with us, she is missed but she will never be forgotten. Becky lives on in our memories with love and appreciation and she left this world a better place through her presence while here. Long live Becky Saunders now in spirit as once manifest! A loving human being who will always be loved in return as she now spiritually watches over us all. We love you Becky!