The difference between what we do and what we are capable of doing would suffice to solve most of the world's problems.
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I woke up this morning with a verse from a Leonard Cohen song in my head:And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From a lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone.
It made sense in the drowning dream I woke from... actually, the version I heard was Rene Marie's combination of singing that song with scatting Ravel's Bolero. If you haven't heard that, you haven't heard Bolero (and you should). It's incredible.
(medicine is messing with my dreams, so it's been a coupla interesting nights)
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So... what else? Hilary and I are going to the fair tonight. Should be a raucous time. I'm allergic to horses, so pass the allegra, please.
...horses. Why did it have to be horses?
Here's the most nerd-tastic site I know of. Pierre's PlayGrabAss.com is all about worshiping John Elway and playing fantasy sports. They had a get-together for the fantasy draft. I could handle about four minutes of it. But hey, I'm not the sports fan some other people are. As the beer says, follow your folly.
Speaking of beer, I am now the Lord of the Ring. Checkit!
Gotta work. Out.
3 comments:
nice ring
next thing you know you either be:
1. patchouli smelling guy with rings and lots of jewelry that listens to whatever crap world music is popular that week
2. frat guy, where every thing that you have opens beer bottles.
so grumpy all the time. you're going to get an ulcer.
i was waiting for one of my friends to get hit with the spam comments. fortunately, i've avoided them for now.
i'm not grumpy. i just like to poke fun. it's the absurdity in life that keeps me from killing people. or from being hopelessly lost in the face of great tragedy.
you got to admit my comments were funny
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