Hallelujah

The great and masterful Leonard Cohen

Word on the street

East Coast raised.  

West Coast praised.

The more you try to erase me, the more that I appear

  Great remix of Sir Yorke, if you don't have already:

The Eraser

Stick Boy and Match Girl in Love

 

Stick Boy liked Match Girl,

He liked her a lot.
He liked her cute figure,
he thought she was hot.

   

But could a flame ever burn

for a match and a stick?
It did quite literally;
he burned up quick.

-- Tim Burton

Special delivery

One of my resolutions this year is to stay in better contact with my friends and family, by simply checking in more frequently.  Last year, I unintentionally let work rule my life.  So this year, I'm making an effort to change that.  And with that change, I am trying this thing where I actually pick up the phone and call people.  No one calls anymore.  It's always a text message or an e-mail.  I decided I'm going to start calling and making it personal and sincere.  "Hey, want to go out tonight?" "Was just listening to the radio and heard 'put a little love in your heart' and it made me think of you."   "Can you give me a ride?"  I also want to send more snail-mail.  What the hell happened to that?  I've been thinking about this one.  People used to write to give updates on their lives, what they did that week or month and it was nice.  But that has recently been replaced by status updates second by second.  I certainly dont need to write my friend Beryl to tell her I went to the gym today, because she probably knew that before I even got there.  But, snail mail is great for the surprises.  Maybe it's just a drawing of my face or a joke or pencil shavings.  I dont know.  We used to do that.  Fill envelopes with shavings and have a laugh.  It was fun and I'm ready to bring that fun back. 

Where the buffalo head roams

Now the countdown begins

Tickets purchased - √

Excitement Amped - √

The official Spirit House - TBD

Looking forward to the adventures of Coachella 2010

Tell Me

Tell me I'm clever, 
Tell me I'm kind,

Tell me I'm talented,
Tell me I'm cute,
Tell me I'm sensitive,
Graceful and wise,
Tell me I'm perfect-
But tell me the truth.  

- Shel Silverstein

Smiled with the rising sun

This was my view at 6:30 this morning when I had to wake up early for a client call.  I had a pretty bad night sleeping but this really made waking up early worth it.  I cherish sunsets, but it's pretty rare these days that I am able to catch a sunrise.  It was special for me.  I also love those days when the right song randomly comes on the radio, like a surprise knock on your door.  Today, on the way into work, it was Bob Marley's "Everything's Gonna Be Alright"

Rise up this morning,
Smiled with the rising sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', "This is my message to you"