Monday, August 05, 2013

The Moon's a Harsh Mistress


Life evolves. It twists, turns, then befuddles in ways that are and always have been a dark, overwhelming mystery to me.

Maybe there's an answer at the end of this journey. An explanation for all that passes.

Loss falls hollow on this quiet night. Emotionless, a remnant dangling from love's demise.

This music is hauntingly beautiful. It crosses my path, once again.



Monday, July 29, 2013

Black Day in July

"As a child during the 1960′s I would fall asleep listening to the Detroit Tigers on my transistor radio. Growing up less than an hour northwest of Detroit made it convenient to attend ballgames, go to the Detroit Zoo, and visit some of the other area attractions. Today, it is with sadness that I write about the financial crisis facing this city. Due to a variety of reasons, Detroit’s fiscal problems have led them to file the largest municipal bankruptcy in U.S. history."

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Let It Rain

Faced with the truth
you don't want to believe
that a man never lived without dying
Remember the things that you wanted to be
has a man ever failed without trying

If an action speaks louder than words that you say
Well here's to a life without meaning
Tomorrow won't happen, there's only today
Can a man truly live without dreaming?

Let it rain, let it rain

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

The Magic Man

If you use an iPhone, push the Home button and ask Siri, "Where was the magic man born?" She will say:
"Pavel Datsyuk was born in Sverdlovsk, Russia."


Pavel Datsyuk on Red Wings’ future, Winter Classic and making opponents look silly (Puck Daddy Interview)
Yahoo Sports: Henrik Zetterberg was named team captain this season. How did he transition to being the captain?

Datsyuk: How? He cut out the letter “C” and stitched it on to his jersey, that’s how.

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Days Like This


When no one steps on my dreams there'll be days like this
When people understand what I mean there'll be days like this
When you ring out the changes of how everything is
Well my mama told me there'll be days like this

Sunday, June 30, 2013

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Fathers are Free

They come as standard equipment, with an unspecified manufacturer's warranty. Annual maintenance is mandatory, with a specified date each year for inspection, review and appreciation. This minimal service is necessary for optimal performance. Additional servicing throughout the year is optional and will vary from family to family.

Optional Packages

Daughters: The bond between fathers and daughters is especially exquisite: Delicate, yet powerful; vulnerable, yet invincible.

Memories: Years that are colored with the subtlest of pastels.
Unfurled, then revealed as smiles on a beach in May.


Happy Father's Day, Dad. Look at what you did: For me and the granddaughters you never knew.



Sunday, April 28, 2013

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Help Me, Help Me, Help Me

The tax man's taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I can't sail my yacht,
He's taken everything I've got,
All I've got's this sunny afternoon.

Maybe the most poignant song ever....at least on this annual anniversary of altruism, i.e. April 15th. Tax filings and our faces are probably the two biggest constants in our lives, they just don't change. One can argue that our faces change, but that is more erosion than change.

My girlfriend's run off with my car,
And gone back to her ma and pa,
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.
Now I'm sitting here,
Sipping at my ice cold beer,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

Why can't I be this guy? Drunk, cruel, a car worth stealing, a taste for beer? Ok, I have a relatively nice car, but I am not a drunk, I am the opposite of cruel and my drink of choice is a Manhattan, Jack, on the rocks. Nor have I ever done anything even remotely deserving my girlfriend running away from me to go back to her parents. (But how I have fantasized about it.)

Help me, help me, help me sail away,
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay.
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

There is almost never a perfect time to do anything. But contemplate the idea, the possibilities, the dangers and the adventure, that shining moment of the, "sail away," daydream that we all have had, or maybe continue to have, or are haunted by having. Yes, there still may be an April 15th at the end of that rainbow, but so what?

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