Favorite Quotes

Introduction

To bring you up to date… an enlightening chronicle that briefly takes you through the birth of a dream, around the enduring course of difficulties, obstacles, and distractions, then the sprint to the elusive finish line, which is always further away than it seems... but can't be far off now!

I have tried to keep these postings in a chronological sequence so, for first time visitors, go to the bottom of "What I've been doing" where you'll find the first entry and the most recent entry will be at the top.

I have recently felt the need to add a disclaimer. The tone of this blog tends to follow after the mood and interests of the editor. While its original intent was to chronicle my boating escapades, of recent, my adventures have begun to embrace a religious flavor. For this reason, I'd like to clarify that, although the posts may appear biased, I advise you to reject any notion suggesting that I, in fact, may appear to be endorsing any predilection or point of view. Anymore, I believe what I believe, which is between myself and I, and I have learned that beliefs are personal and deserve being protected from public scrutiny. Please view anything posted within this site only as food for thought.


Music

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To my dearest, closest, most wonderful friend, Alicia



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Luca Stricagnoli... Sweet Child O' Mine



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Michael Kobrin... Roads



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Let No Man Steal Your Thyme



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Long Hard Day



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Amazing Science




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Japanese Bowl





I'm like one of those Japanese bowls
That were made long ago
I have some cracks in me
They have been filled with gold

That's what they used back then
When they had a bowl to mend
It did not hide the cracks
It made them shine instead

So now every old scar shows
From every time I broke
And anyone's eyes can see
I'm not what I used to be

But in a collector's mind
All of these jagged lines
Make me more beautiful
And worth a much higher price

I'm like one of those Japanese bowls
I was made long ago
I have some cracks you can see
See how they shine of gold.

-Peter Mayer-

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Cats In the Cradle
Harry Chapin





My child arrived just the other day
He came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talkin’ ‘fore I knew it, and as he grew
He’d say “I’m gonna be like you, Dad
You know I’m gonna be like you”
And the cat’s in the cradle and a silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin’ home, Dad
I don’t know when, but we’ll get together then
You know we’ll have a good time then
My son turned ten just the other day
He said, “Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let’s play
can you teach me to throw”, I said “Not today
I got a lot to do”, he said, “That’s ok
And he walked away but his smile never dimmed
And said, “I’m gonna be like him, yeah
You know I’m gonna be like him”
And the cat’s in the cradle and a silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin’ home, Dad
I don’t know when, but we’ll get together then
You know we’ll have a good time then
Well, he came from college just the other day
So much like a man I just had to say
“Son, I’m proud of you, can you sit for a while”
He shook his head and said with a smile
“What I’d really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys
See you later, can I have them please”
And the cat’s in the cradle and a silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin’ home son
I don’t know when, but we’ll get together then, Dad
You know we’ll have a good time then
I’ve long since retired, my son’s moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, “I’d like to see you if you don’t mind”
He said, “I’d love to, Dad, if I can find the time
You see my new job’s a hassle and kids have the flu
But it’s sure nice talking to you, Dad
It’s been sure nice talking to you”
And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
He’d grown up just like me
My boy was just like me
And the cat’s in the cradle and a silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin’ home son
I don’t know when, but we’ll get together then, Dad
We’re gonna have a good time then
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Rules Don't Apply
(The movie)



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