From the best trip ever to Colorado! Details to follow...
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
And do the other things
We choose to go to the moon. We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard, because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one which we intend to win, and the others, too.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Happy Anniversary Honey-pie
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
I Have a Photograph
I have a photograph:

Old Friends
Old Friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
Newspaper blowin' through the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes
Of the old friends
Old Friends
Winter companions the old men
Lost in thier overcoats
Waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust
On the shoulders of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy...
Old Friends
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fear
(Musical Interlude)
A time it was
It was a time
A time of innocence
A time of confidences
Long ago it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They're all that's left you

Old Friends
Old Friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
Newspaper blowin' through the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes
Of the old friends
Old Friends
Winter companions the old men
Lost in thier overcoats
Waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust
On the shoulders of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy...
Old Friends
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fear
(Musical Interlude)
A time it was
It was a time
A time of innocence
A time of confidences
Long ago it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They're all that's left you
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Michael Jackson-One Last Post
Childhood. He said this was the song closest to his heart. I only grew up watching Michael Jackson and his brothers on tv. I was one year older than him. I never kept up with his music much past "Puppy Love" and such. But I'm not gonna judge him.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
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