reckless abandon

Young Folks - Peter, Bjorn & John

if i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you





usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one would surprise me unless you do

i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seem to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you

it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going to
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you

Been spending great times in great locales in great company.
Life is Beautiful.

the art of thinking

I am writing about thinking because I have had little time to do it. And that doesn't sit well. The questions is, am I willing to take time to think?
After all, thinking is the place where intelligent action begins. I find myself caught up in a flurry of constant, thoughtless activity. I give myself time to think while running, showering or driving. That's about it. How insane.

I must resolve to do more deliberate thinking.

on to other items of interest:

taken today at Oliver Winery 4-29-07

The condo is mine. I close on the place this Thursday. Talk about a HUGE production. I suppose it is necessary to make things like getting a college degree, buying a house or getting a divorce major hoop-jumping AND major cash-dropping. If not, everyone would be doing it. Frightening.

I have a few other pressing matters that demand my immediate attention--one being the tumor on my left pinky finger. Strange how I used to wonder what it must be like to have a cancer growing inside myself. I would cringe to think how horrific it must feel like to have a foreign body basically taking over various organs inhouse. Now, here I am, dealing with it is a less obtrusive way. Still the surgery is scheduled for the day school lets out. Maybe I can start playing banjo again.


Now that the production is up and on its feet, I can enjoy free time again. The run today was delightful--as if wading through luke warm waters until I was lost in the rhythmic trance..I will have to take you on that trail some time.

Well, must close. My back is killing me from hunching over this machine. Plus, I gots to get outside before the sun sets.
ciao, c