April 4. Three words. Ten characters. The chance to push something good into the world. For a change. #ILoveYou
I saw Rush last night in Greensboro. We had great seats. It was the third time I’ve seen the Canadian trio, and they’ve never sounded better. The fact these guys are all pushing 60 gave me hope for being pretty active later in life. Before the intermission, Geddy Lee even joked, “Because we are very old men, we must now take a short intermission.” After the break, they came back and played Moving Pictures in its entirety. Moving Pictures was…
A couple of years back, Barack Obama gave a speech. In it, he mentioned that we (America) must ‘brave new directions.’ I immediately checked whether ‘bravenewdirections.com’ was available. It was. I thought it had massive potential for a campaign – whether political or commercial. A command like that doesn’t fall out of the tree every day. Only, my hosting company was migrating servers as the result of an acquisition and my account was temporarily locked. Fearing I might lose the…
There’s an obnoxious wooden placard I pull down from the attic each year at this time and place on the top of our media center which reads, “We interrupt this marriage for baseball season.” I love baseball. I love it in the way a reader looks forward to the next chapter of a great book. I love it for its companionship over six months and the daily drama that it provides. I love it for the grass and sunshine. And…
Kids sometimes make up funny words. A few of the most memorable words created by our daughters over the years include: – Dubberfly (butterfly) – Purpur (purple) – Burcept (except) – Jamamas (pajamas) We didn’t bother correcting these words because, well, they’re cute. Besides, we figured they’d straighten them out eventually. And for the most part I always understood how they thought these words were valid. Children are phonetic creatures who pick up language patterns from their environment. And yes…
Entitlement is the biggest lie that your ego whispers. ** Too many children today are on drugs. We didn’t have ADD when I was a kid. We had “Jimmy, pay *#(%@ attention!” We were just kids with vibrant and active imaginations. And no, we didn’t sit still very well either. Parents today are lazy. ** It’s not even April and I’m booked. No, my life is not nearly as sexy as yours, but there’s something big every day in mine…
