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61 years on this jumpin' green sphere. Musician. Own and operate a music store to help kids find a possible life long friend. I believe in the soul and the search. Two sons. Published songwriter. play bass, piano and gut string guitar. there are no solutions..only alternatives. Ask questions. Listen. Be fair and don't expect. Baseball is a mirror. Don't ask....unless you have time and a sense of humor. Peace is never easy, but worth it. Always.
The Float of Human Kindness
There is one float we never see. It never turns the corner. The one we never see honored in public, for there are no sponsors lined up. Its profit potential is nil. It is the float of Human Kindness.
I beg each of you. Listen to this. Every freakin word.
This was an Amanda Lang quick link.You must see him. This man is one of our shiny men. I bring to your attention retired Colonel Andrew J. Bacevich, who is compelling in his understanding, painfully frank in his sincerity and has the conscious ability to ask us to take responsibility for where we are. He is a voice, not on the ballot although he should be. Oh how he should be. Watch it all, do not skim. Do not nitpick. Listen.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008(4 comments)
The Real Olympics. We are in them.
This is my vent. It rambles, but I hope you'll get the point. It's about WE. Not us and them. Most people are pretty cool with the concept of WE. Our leaders are not. People's lives are in the balance. All our lives. Got the connection? You think everything is broken? It never wasn't. Life is a series of attempting to fix stuff. Here's an alternative.
Friday, August 1, 2008(9 comments)
Breaktime by mikel paul
A sincere attempt by one to offer reality a rest stop from itself. Snippets of humor, a bit of hurt and some human resilience written about with intended respect for the individual(s) chosen for this purpose. I nevertheless expect to be reamed for some of it.
Welcome to the Earthly Ice Crème Shoppe
...owned and operated by and for all its inhabitants. Close to seven billion flavors and counting. Way more than 31. Some flavors will make you gag or worse. But many more will have you wondering why you waited so long to have a lick.
Monday, July 14, 2008(5 comments)
This 'terror' thing. They forgot something.
Ok. Push back time. My button has been hit. I cannot sit quiet anymore. It's all about this war on terror thing folks. Nasty stuff. Hate for sale. Now, it is true they have most of the money, the power, the main stream media, and a good start at continuing this farce. But, they also have something else. They have forgotten something. Something very important.
Friday, July 11, 2008(4 comments)
In baseball the goal is to go home. George nailed it.
Measured in years, I'm 56. My real age is where I am plus or minus where I'm going. I've experienced quite a lot, but compared to others, perhaps not so much. It is what it is. My life. We each have one. What we choose to do with it, as usual, is the point of this.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008(9 comments)
We are trees. Together we are a forest.
another perhaps naive but totally honest narrative on the essential idea that together we can do great things, assuming we can accept that 1)we are different and 2)we are all sharing the same soil.