Happy New Year

"The New Year"

So this is the new year.
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance (in the distance).

So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions

So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogs bleed into one

I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that could hold us back.

There'd be no distance that could hold us back [x2]

So this is the new year [x4]

Ben Gibbard

Leaving Home

"It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice-cream sandwiches."
— Lemony Snicket

Life's a ditch

This is the creek

-Where my E.T. glasses were smashed after everyone made fun of them

-Where many of my G.I. Joe men were lost

-Where I fell in while riding my bike and had to have 8 stitches in my head

This is the ditch

-Where I smoked my first cigarette while wearing yellow cleaning gloves, so our parents would not smell our fingers

-Where I had my first beer

-Where my brother and the other kids in the neighborhood made re-makes of Friday the 13th and The Lost Boys

This was the place I would go so the boys and men would not see me cry

I don't know if everyone had one of these places----it was nice to visit today-This place that held so many memories for me----and it's nothing but a smelly and muddy ditch.

MISSISSIPPI

I hope that some of you enjoyed the Holiday Project and all of you had safe and wonderful Holidays.

The next few photos will be of my final days in Mississippi before returning home to Minneapolis.
I will try and post some pics of my favorite things in Jackson, MS my hometown.

Merry Christmas!!!

In this life we have three great lasting qualities-faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of them is love.

I Corinthians 13:13

“Little Jack Horner sat in the corner,Eating a Christmas pie.He put in his thumb, and pulled out a plum,And said, 'What a good boy am I?'”

I've seen a look in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts.

John Steinbeck

He's making a list
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out
Who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
J. Fred Coots and Haven Gillespie

The plants' association with Christmas began in 16th century Mexico, where legend tells of a young girl who was too poor to provide a gift for the celebration of Jesus' birthday. The tale goes that the child was inspired by an angel to gather weeds from the roadside and place them in front of the church altar. Crimson "blossoms" sprouted from the weeds and became beautiful poinsettias. From the 17th century, Franciscan monks in Mexico included the plants in their Christmas celebrations.

Everything is made up of love

We are born through love

and we create through love

and we feel pain because of love

love is the essence of life itself

and without love

there can be no living soul

Lisa Raye Norris

Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul

With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal.

Steve "Jack" Rollins and Steve Nelson

C is for cookie, it's good enough for me; oh cookie cookie cookie starts with C.

Cookie Monster

"Kindness is like snow - it beautifies everything it covers"

Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree.

In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall.

Larry Wilde

May you always be blessed with walls for the wind. A Roof For The Rain. A Warm Cup of tea by the fire. Laughter to cheer you. Those you love near you. And all that your heart might desire!

Irish Blessing

The angels are so enamored of the language that is spoken in heaven that they will not distort their lips with the hissing and unmusical dialects of men, but speak their own, whether their be any who understand it or not.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around-nobody big, I mean-except me. And I am standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff-I mean if they are running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I'd do all day.........

Holden Caulfield

Take me to the place where you go

Where nobody knows if it's night or day

Please don't put your life in the hands

Of a Rock n Roll band

Who'll throw it all away

Noel Gallagher

Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.

Thomas Merton

"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me
lies an invincible summer."
Albert Camus

“Take chances, make mistakes. That's how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage. You have to fail in order to practice being brave.”

Mary Tyler Moore

Peace has to be created, in order to be maintained. It is the product of Faith, Strength, Energy, Will, Sympathy, Justice, Imagination, and the triumph of principle. It will never be achieved by passivity and quietism.

Dorothy Thompson

The Holiday Project

There are 20 days left until Christmas.
Depending on who you are and where you live this maybe unimportant, a joyful time of the year or a sad time of the year.

Forget Christmas let us just call it the Holiday Season-something we can all agree on----

Over the next 19 days you will see images that surround me and the city that I live in leading up t0 December 25------1 a day--------------------followed by a quote----------------

I hope that you enjoy Happy Holidays!!!!!

Frozen Nostrils

There is a dusting of snow this am on the cars. It felt as if winter had arrived again last pm. The cold was damn near the kind of cold that when you inhale your nostrils freeze.
Why start a blog?
1.I have all these thougths and crazy ideas running around in my head-----some plain boring, trite and retarted while others are destructive, psychotic and sometimes interesting. Writting these in the moleskin journals over the years has only helped smewhat to relieve the pressure in my skull.
2.No one will ever read it-nothing to worry about
3.This may be my last post
Why not start a blog?
I can't think of any good reasons