From the Heart of Me ☄️

I have a lot of stories about my life still left to write, so I’m taking a break from my weekly Hidden Gems From The B-Side posts and the Friday Hank Jr. posts I’ve been doing.

At some point I’ll return to them. Eventually, I think I’ll move on from Hank Jr. and maybe do Bob Dylan next. And maybe in the future I’ll do some more of the Shakespeare & Me & Guest ones too.

Right now, though, I want to get some of my life stories written down so I’ll have them for my memoir down the road.

Oh, also… I have some of my song recordings from the bathroom that I would consider bloopers or just funny moments, and I plan on doing a special limited edition post. A lot of these were recorded before I ever decided to post them here. Most of them were just ones I did and sent to different friends and stuff in texts, just goofing off, trying to be funny, or just making funny mistakes while practicing or experimenting.

And to give you an idea of the atmosphere of how I record, I go into my little small bathroom and shut the door behind me. I either sit on the toilet or on a little stool that I have. I open my audio app, then sit my phone down on a roll of toilet paper on a small shelf above the toilet. Then I grab my guitar, press record, sit down, and whatever happens happens.

But I’ll be sharing these.

I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you and your support, also. I’m honored to be here on WordPress with you, and I love reading your blog. It helps me.

So thank you.

No, really.

From the heart of me.

© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson. All rights reserved.

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The Crossroads

If you could relive one day from your past, which day would it be and why?

I don’t even have to think about it. I never would have gone down to the crossroads.

Let me tell you this. It’s not some old, crazy myth or legend, although it sounds like one. It’s the straight-up truth, and for the past 20 years, my life has been the stuff of movies because of that one unforgettable, unbelievably stupid thing I did.

It’s also the main reason I blog today. I wanted a place to gather the stories from my life, so that in a few years, when I’m ready to write my memoir, it will be easier to paint the picture.

Oh, how I wish I could go back to that night. I would have kept my mouth shut and just gone to sleep.

© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson

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Did President Trump Give My Mama COVID? 😳🇺🇸

Yesterday, President Trump was here in the Atlanta area. As I watched him on TV, it reminded me of a story my mama told me about how she ended up with COVID.

My mother is good friends with a lady and her husband. The husband is an attorney, and one of his close friends serves on President Trump’s legal team.

When Trump came down with COVID back in 2o2O, the attorney on his team got it. He then passed it to my mama’s friend… and my mama caught it from him.

So around our house we’ve always joked that President Trump gave my sweet mama the COVID…

because apparently… he did. 😳🇺🇸💁‍♂️

But it’s okay… stranger things have happened.

Featured image credit Alamy

© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson. All Rights Reserved.

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Whispers in the Steam…🚿

So over the years.. I’m often inspired in the shower.. as I relinquish my daily filth to the basin of dissolve.. aka down the drain.. something frequently speaks to me.. and by something.. I mean the ultimate something.. it has gotten to the point that I prepare for it.. and expect to receive.. each time I shed my garments and stand neath the cleansing flood.. I could tell you stories for days about my sacred shower time.. today… I felt these words in my spirit

winded is the sail… `.°~

I’m not sure what to make of it yet.. it could be a poem.. a title for one of my real life stories.. a song.. a direction.. or something much more.. but I will be listening further.. and as the days unfold.. I know it shall reveal itself…

I don’t have a normal shower life…

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