I think I have watched the Super Bowl “come back” replay about 5 times and I would watch it again …
Let’s put an end to the talk about going 16-0…can’t we just be satisfied with another Super Bowl win?
…can the opening game on Thursday come soon enough?
The Red Sox are up 4.5 they just might win the division…and I think John Henry is a real ass hole…
Don’t ya just love Benintendi and Nunez…
I like the look of the new Celtics … but Wycliffe Grousbeck is still an asshole….ask me why someday
Just picked up my 235 year old fiddle and played the only tune I know by heart…sounds good…the fiddle that is
Wrote this for an Irish wedding
a celebration of love
will embrace those near and far
this day is yours
make it come alive with
laughter, music and love
dance like nobody’s watching
this day belongs to you
while holding on
tomorrow will soon be here
tom will take you there
for tomorrow belongs to him
for tomorrow belongs to him
your ride together has just begun
I love cartoons…especially editorial cartoons but the comics are great … my favorite is Dilbert and the character Wally that does nothing. I am a bit concerned I think the pointy-haired boss fired him.
A friend and I recently had a discussion on the trending of the cartoons in the New Yorker and are concerned that they are going a little upscale…but we still like them.
I just had my first birthday…
Recently penned this, with a Lewis Carroll lead, and sent it to someone looking for direction in life
A path to somewhere
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat.
“I don’t much care where–” said Alice.
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat.
“–so long as I get SOMEWHERE,” Alice added as an explanation.
“Oh, you’re sure to do that,” said the Cat, “if you only walk long enough.”
If only I could walk long enough. What is “long enough” I say and does anyone really know where you want to get to.
Is direction important in one’s life?
Or more specifically, having a direction. Where are you going? Until you can answer that question, you can’t say that any one route is better than another. Any road will get you to where you want to go.
Not having a direction, not having a goal, not knowing where you are going, it’s all the same. You go nowhere. You can never get “there,” can never arrive anywhere, because you don’t really have a destination. Without direction, without a destination, without a goal, how do you pick a direction, choose a road, or plot a course to get “there”?
I know it’s practically impossible to know everything before hand. But if you wait until you have all the information, life will pass you by in the mean time. … and as Ferris Bueller said: Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Make a decision, make mistakes, make more decisions …then act on it.
I’m still not sure what I want to be when I grow up. But without anything more specific, how can I possibly move forward? What road will take me to a destination that I can’t specify?
As usual, most of life’s difficulties come down to preparation. Too little or too much, or just sitting there with “analysis paralysis” the result is the same. You don’t get what you want, you don’t go where you had hoped to end up.
The first step is to get an idea of what you want to do. Select one of the areas you are lacking in direction. Brainstorm some possible directions. Write them down. Then consider each one and narrow the field down to just a few of the best and most appropriate possibilities.
Once you have a couple of really good candidates, finish your research and select one of the paths. At this point, it probably doesn’t matter which one exactly you choose. You can always write it off as a “learning experience” and try again. Even if the steps are small, you should strive to make progress, learn from the experience and revise your direction.
Where are you going? Answering the question is important. If the answer to the question is anywhere, you’re probably already there.
Yes my first birthday as a grandfather…
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