In today’s shuffling madness of the locomotive breath (or industry, industrials, or the indestructible), runs the all-time “loser” headlong to his death. Inspired, more ways than one; here, there, online everywhere … by skies of Wi-Fi, clouds of memories, and the lyrics of Jethro Tull’s ballad to trains, scary planes of existence, and God’s awesome process; also, endearingly a friend named Charlie, classic rocks, and karaoke.