Lyrics...

Okay, so to force myself to post here a bit more often I am going to comment on musical lyrics. Now those that know me can guess where 95% or more of the songs will come from. But, I will try to once in a while toss in a curve ball...

So, our first lyric comes from Rush's album Signals.


Losing It



The dancer slows her frantic pace
In pain and desperation,
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration

Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire,
With just the briefest pause
The flooding through her memory,
The echoes of old applause.

She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door...

The writer stares with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined

And streaked with tears of rage.

Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision,
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision

And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more...

Some are born to move the world
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee...

Now why this song? The first part paints an interesting picture. But it is really the second verse were this song really starts to shine. "The writer stares with glassy eyes/Defies the empty page/His beard is white, his face is lined" A better verbal picture of Ernest Hemingway doesn't really exist.

The song goes on to comment on once having an amazing ability to communicate your passion and to see that ability disappear.

The last three line call out to those artist (what ever their chosen medium) and gives them some small measure of recognition.

My turn... One roll of Velvia...wow

These three shots where taken from my parents back patio....










Just amazing to see the detail of the colors.

Sigh....

Today I found out that one of my good friends from High School died. I don't have details but what I do know is that there wasn't a kinder, gentler, funnier person than Gerald Potts Jr. He was always laughing and seeing the fun side of life.

25 years

25 years ago today the world changed. 25 years ago the world saw what personal computing could be, would be, and should be. 25 years ago the Macintosh was released on the world. Apple used what is perhaps the most iconic advertisement ever used at a Super Bowl.

The Macintosh showed what computer design should be. A simple to use interface (Not to say the software was simple, far from it!), that makes intuitive and simple to use computing the basic hallmark of what the pass, current, and future of computing will be.

I end with this simple question.... Are you a Mac? :)

1 1/2 years later...

WOW... Okay, so my last blog was June of 2007. Way to long, but way busy as well. Summer of 2007 was the start of 8 crazy months. As was mentioned in my last blog I had a rather large finance project that was a constant project for 3 months. Well that finance project as well as two other classes for my MBA kept me very busy for the summer. Then I decided to take three class over the fall as well. Why take 6 classes in the span of 8 months... so that the MBA was done!!!!

Needless to say, I finished the MBA in December of 2007 and timed it perfectly with the worst economic crises the U.S. has seen since the Great Depression. Brilliant timing on my part I must say!

I spent the first five months or so of 2007 wanting and planning on a continued soccer coaching carrier. After five long months and numerous phone calls with coaches I made the decision to move to sports business. Needless to say when you decide to move to what is for all intensive purposes an entertainment business, during a recession jobs become very hard to find.

All I have to say, is that I am so thankful and appreciative of my parents. I cannot say enough about how much their support has meant this last year.

Lets hope as the new year starts the economic conditions change and things move forward.

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