The Only Exception by Paramore

I heard this and some of the lines jumped out at me. So, I wanted to share the song. Enjoy.

When I was younger
I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched
As he tried to reassemble it

And my momma swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist

But darlin,
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

Maybe I know, somewhere
Deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways
To make it alone
Or keep a straight face

And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable, distance
And up until now
I had sworn to myself that I'm content
With loneliness

Cos none of it was ever worth the risk, but

You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't
Let go of what's in front of me here
I know your leaving
In the morning, when you wake up
Leave me with some proof its not a dream

Ohh---

You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

And I'm on my way to believing it.
Oh, And I'm on my way to believing it.

It was 30 years ago today...

Well, not exactly today, but I was a part of the class of '79. Tonight I am attending my class reunion. I'm going to it with mixed emotions, but excitement is building in me. Which does surprise me, but in a good way.

In the past...

10 year reunion? I didn't even considered going.

20 year reunion? I might have, but I'm not sure they even had one. *laffin*

But now? After 30 years? Yes, I want to see how people have changed and how they have stayed the same. Curiosity won out. I spent 6 of my most influential, personality shaping years of my life with many of these people (grades 7-12). For some of them, being a teenager and high school was fun and easy, or at least I thought. I have talked with a few of them just today and it is weird how we saw others and ourselves differently than how other people saw us. Seems they were struggling also, which surprised me. No big surprise that I desperately tried to fit in back then.

Feelin' fine in '79... can you spot me?

I attended a private school, so the class was smaller. We had 53 total and I want to take the time to list out their first names here:

Wheat
Marianne
Liz
Barbara
Susie (Aarow)
Jim
Trinita
Jay*
Amy
Clay
Megan
Brian
Tisha
Phil
Colleen
Rusty
Nancy
Ricky
Mary E.
Mary F.
Steve
Leila
Phil
Leann
Kelley
Dan*
Mary Jane*
Rena
Bibo
John J.
Skip
Brad
Laurie
Anne
John M.
Kelly
William
Randy
David
Nancy
Susan
Cathy
Craig (Matt)
George
Mary S.
Shane
Doug
Ricky V.
Dave
Wanda
Kirk
Shren
& Me

Clay was in charge of the reunion and went beyond the call of duty getting everything in place and tracking people down.

This is Clay
v
V
V

So here it is, the middle of the night and I'm up writing this. It is my way of saying - thank you Clay, for all you did, and I'll see you and the others later today. I'm looking forward to it.


*RIP

Cirque du Soleil - Kooza (Wheel of Death)

This is just the opening of the second act of "Kooza," the new Cirque du Soleil spectacle. It may be 8+ minutes long, but you'll become so engrossed in it it won't seem like that. All of the sudden it ends, and you are left wanting more. I have found some others that I might post later. I hope you enjoy.

Thanks, Shy, for introducing me to this.

Closer To the Heart

Rush - Closer To The Heart
by hushhush112

They may have aged (haven't we all), but their music still

rocks. I like this video because it shows them at different

times through their career. I see some of the 1977 original

video mixed in with different live shows. Enjoy....

Beautiful You... Lost In Thought

You are such a beauty to me
Sitting with your legs
Drawn up to your chest
In your hoodie and jeans

You sit alone on the beach
Hugging your knees tightly
Watching the waves crash
You are such a beauty to me

You said "Meet me on the beach"
But before I do,I just want
To look at you lost in thought
On the blanket on this rainy day

I will go down to you now
Sit beside you on your blanket
My hand will find yours and I'll be glad
You said "Meet me on the beach"

For the Movies

"Did you have a good life when you died? Enough to base a movie on?" -Jim Morrison.

For the Movies

Do you remember all our love
Did you get back from what you gave
I see some symptoms of a past that you forgave
You never were expendable
You always made me feel alive
And now we're in the middle of
A transition in our lives
A change of pace could really do some good
She's leavin' an empty case which you're bringing back the show
I'm leaving now

CHORUS
Wake up and see the places
All you got and all you take
You don't have to fall to pieces
You have to prove it
Make up your pretty face
It's a lovely trip, a lovely place
You got one life here to make it for the movies

Do you feel singled out
Do you feel less than all the rest
You know it's interchangeable
The spotlight and the pain
I wanna get on top of this
I wanna build that trust again
And if I give it all I've got
I'm sure you'd do the same

A change of pace could really do some good
She's leavin' an empty case which you're bringing back the show
I'm leaving now
Wake up and see the places
All you got and all you take
You don't have to fall to pieces
You have to prove it
Make up your pretty face
It's a lovely trip, a lovely place
You got one life here to make it for the movies

SOLO

I cannot face the fear in this
I see a place for you and I
And we can make the most of it
Cause our passion never dies
And if you don't believe in me
I'll choose the path and change your mind
And you can take me to your room
Or wherever you may hide

A change of pace could really do some good
She's leavin' an empty case which you're bringing back the show
I'm leaving now
Wake up and see the places
All you got and all you take
You don't have to fall to pieces
You have to prove it
Make up your pretty face
It's a lovely trip, a lovely place
You got one life here to make it for the movies

Fragments

I watched a DVD Saturday night of the movie "Fragments" aka "Winged Creatures", starring Forest Whitaker, Guy Pearce, Dakota Fanning, and Kate Beckinsale. It was good, although it wasn't what I thought it would be.

Movie Details

A moment of random violence erupts in an ordinary Los Angeles diner. The survivors find that the meanings of their lives have changed. No matter how much their families and friends attempt to understand, these individuals must follow their own paths to recovery seeking to regain trust in a world that now seems chaotic. A story that explores the notion that our lives are fleeting, like birds in flight, like winged creatures.*

*from Yahoo! Movies



At the end of the movie, Dakota Fanning's character Anne Hagen says these lines. I just wanted to share.

In the ordinary world we trust in where things belong. Everything has a place, and believing in that makes us innocent. And through the days under the same sky we hope, dream, and laugh. We find and loose our way. Endings are beginnings, and moments like pieces fit together again.

I also found the movie poster for "Winged Creatures", which I like better than the DVD cover for "Fragments". Just sayin'.

It was 40 years ago today...

It is hard to believe it has been forty years. The videos here are not in order of performance; I just wanted to share some of the music and background of this music festival that so many have called life-changing. Could this ever happen again, or was it just a combination of factors that gave it it's magic? I would love to hear your thoughts. Leave them in a comment.

Most people know I am a Hendrix fanatic. The last video is close to 60 minutes long. I hope you enjoy all the music I selected.

The Original Woodstock Poster with the Wallkill, New York location

Woodstock 1969

Rolling Stone has called it "the most famous event in rock history." The Woodstock Music and Art Fair, on a 600-acre farm in the township of Bethel, New York, from August 15-18, 1969, represents more than a peaceful gathering of 500,000 people and 32 musical performances. Woodstock has become an idea that has suffused our culture, politically and socially, as much as musically. Joni Mitchell, who didn't attend but wrote an anthemic song about it, once said, "Woodstock was a spark of beauty" where half-a-million kids "saw that they were part of a greater organism." According to Michael Lang, one of four young men who formed Woodstock Ventures to produce the festival, "That's what means the most to me – the connection to one another felt by all of us who worked on the festival, all those who came to it, and the millions who couldn't be there but were touched by it."

Lang met Artie Kornfeld, a Capitol Records A&R man and songwriter, in late 1968, and the two envisioned producing a festival in Woodstock, New York.and building a recording studio there. In search of financing they connected with John Roberts and Joel Rosenman, a pair of young venture capitalists who were already building Media Sound studios, a large-scale recording facility in New York City. In February of 1969, the four men incorporated Woodstock Ventures, Inc., and they began work on the festival. Soon, the conservative townsfolk of Wallkill became alarmed by the growing number of longhairs arriving to prepare the festival grounds, and a number of lawsuits were filed to stop the festival. After weeks of tension, town meetings, and legal maneuverings, Woodstock Ventures were refused permission to produce the festival.The studio project was put on hold so they could focus all their energy on saving the festival. Miraculously, 600 bucolic acres belonging to White Lake dairyman Max Yasgur, in the township of Bethel, New York, were discovered after Lang received a call from a local motel owner Elliott Tiber the day after the Wallkill site was lost. Work rapidly got underway to turn the rural acreage into a concert site with camping areas for 200,000. Three weeks later, during the week of August 11, thousands of people from all over the country began flocking to the festival site.

By Wednesday, August 13, the lush green bowl in front of the massive 75-foot stage was already filled with some 60,000 people. On Friday the roads were so clogged with cars that the only way most artists could reach the festival was by helicopter from a nearby airstrip. Though over 100,000 tickets were sold prior to the festival weekend, they became unnecessary: The fences and gates were never finished and people simply swarmed over those that were in place. "It's a free concert from now on!" was announced from the stage. As John Roberts later pointed out, "It took us eleven years to break even, but it was a success in every other way."

The music was scheduled to start at 4 p.m. on August 15, and just after 5 it did, thanks to New York-born folksinger Richie Havens. His improvised and rhythmic "Freedom" set the tone for the weekend. "The vibe at Woodstock was an expression of the times," says Joel Rosenman. "Energized by repugnance for a senseless war and for the entrenched discrimination of the establishment, a spirited but nonviolent counterculture was sweeping the country. That counterculture burst into bloom like the mother of all Mother's Day bouquets at Woodstock."

The occasional cloudburst delayed the primarily acoustic music as Friday night wore on, but eight acts, plus a swami, made it to the stage. Around 2 a.m, Joan Baez closed the first night with the spiritual "We Shall Overcome."



..

Saturday boasted the most music of the weekend, starting just after noon and continuing until Sunday at dawn (with Jefferson Airplane performing "morning maniac music," as described by Grace Slick). Highlights included the then-unknown Santana in mid-afternoon, and that night spectacular back-to-back performances by Sly and the Family Stone and The Who. Blues-rock was featured via Canned Heat and Mountain, followed by such legendary California-based artists as the Grateful Dead, Creedence Clearwater Revival, and Janis Joplin. Sunday featured another long span of music, though violent thunderstorms wreaked havoc just after Joe Cocker and The Grease Band's finale of "A Little Help From My Friends." The music was delayed until late afternoon but carried on throughout the night with more highlights including the Texas bluesman Johnny Winter and Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young (their second gig). On Monday morning at 8:30, Jimi Hendrix closed out the festival. His magnificent, improvisational version of "The Star Spangled Banner" has come to symbolize the weekend.

Around 10:30 a.m. on August 18, the festival came to an end. The innovative concert film Woodstock, directed by Michael Wadleigh, was released in March of 1970 and took the festival's message around the world. The movie documented a community of a half million people who managed to peacefully co-exist over three days of consistent rain, food shortages, and a lack of creature comforts. "Woodstock is a reminder that inside each of us is the instinct for building a decent, loving community, the kind we all wish for," according to Joel Rosenman. "Over the decades, the history of that weekend has served as a beacon of hope that a beautiful spirit in each of us ultimately will triumph."

Recordings of the music played that weekend still evoke the magic and power felt by those who were there. "It was a privilege to help found something that has meant so much to so many," adds Rosenman. "Woodstock turned out to be a sort of permanent relative of the Family of Man—the adventuresome, kind-hearted uncle you're always happy to see at Thanksgiving and graduation. I'm really grateful that we both ended up in the same family."

Two days after Woodstock ended, the New York Times ran an editorial praising what had happened at Bethel (a reversal from a previous editorial condemning the festival). It concluded with a quote from Shakespeare's Henry V, which seems appropriate upon the fortieth anniversary of Woodstock:

"He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, will stand a-tiptoe when this day is nam'd."

from wiki.woodstock.com




Woodstock Statistics List



2.............Festival births

3.............Deaths (one each from heroin overdose, ruptured appendix and being run over by a tractor)
50,000.....The number of people expected
500,000+..The number of people who showed up

This last video is all of Hendrix's performance.
Enjoy!!

..

The Presets - My People

Daydreaming

I have a close female friend who asked me this question about men. "Do men daydream about women like women daydream about men?" When she asked, I assumed, and we all know what happens when we do that. I have to admit it stung a little at that moment. I wrote my feelings down on a legal pad; just let the words and feelings spill out. My friend is special to me, and I don't want her to ever feel bad. She has taught me a lot about looking at Life with a positive viewpoint.

I felt like a fool
All day long I've thought of you
Last night you asked me if
Guys daydream about girls.

At the start all girls do,
You ventured to say.
When they meet someone new,
When they think about them... alot.

So what did I do
But go and spill my guts
Told you how I think of you
How you are on my mind... alot.

A pause; then you said
That you don't want me to hurt
At that moment I wished I'd fled
I'm not the guy you're daydreaming about.

Wicked Crazy

This was a video I found this past weekend that I posted on a blog comment. I have seen riders like these. They think they have control, but they put innocent people at risk. There is no crash, as the title suggests.

A morning adrenaline kick.

Climb on... and hold on tight.

Physical Graffiti

I was looking for a Led Zeppelin song to post and came across this. I hope you enjoy. :)

I saw this and it cracked me up!

The Friend

I just had to pass this on. Peace, everyone.


We all know or knew someone like this...


One day, when I was a freshman in high school,


I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.


His name was Kyle.


It looked like he was carrying all of his books.


I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?'


He must really be a nerd.


I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.


As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.


They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.


His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him..


He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes


My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.


As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks.'


' They really should get lives.'


He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'


There was a big smile on his face.


It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.


I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.


As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.


He said he had gone to private school before now


I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.


We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.


He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.


I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.


He said yes.


We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.


Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.


I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!'


He just laughed and handed me half the books


Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends..


When we were seniors we began to think about college.


Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.


I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never
be a problem.


He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship..


Kyle was valedictorian of our class.


I teased him all the time about being a nerd.


He had to prepare a speech for graduation.


I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak


Graduation day, I saw Kyle.


He looked great.


He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.


He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.


He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him


Boy, sometimes I was jealous!


Today was one of those days.


I could see that he was nervous about his speech.


So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!'


He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.


' Thanks,' he said.


As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began


'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.


Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...


I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.


I am going to tell you a story.'


I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told about the first day we met.


He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.


He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.


He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.


'Thankfully, I was saved.


My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable..'


I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.


I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.


Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.


Never underestimate the power of your actions...


With one small gesture you can change a person's life.


For better or for worse.


God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way.


Look for God in others.


'Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.'


There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.


Tomorrow is a mystery.


Today is a gift.


Even if this is or isn't National Friendship Week, why don't we celebrate it all year?


Show your friends how much you care.

Wear Sunscreen

I HAVE to give maaaadddd props to the lady who pointed this video out to me, so here's a BIG BOLD "THANK YOU ASHLEY MARIE ". I wouldn't have seen it if not for you.

Words In My Mind

My words

Crowd my mind

My feelings

Crowd my heart.





Frustration that

I cannot express

Words and feelings

Ever so elusive.

GBE 90 - Driving

A suburban mother's role is to deliver children obstetrically once, and by car forever after. ~Peter De Vries





Natives who beat drums to drive off evil spirits are objects of scorn to smart Americans who blow horns to break up traffic jams. ~Mary Ellen Kelly






Patience is something you admire in the driver behind you and scorn in the one ahead.
~Mac McCleary







It takes 8,460 bolts to assemble an automobile, and one nut to scatter it all over the road. ~Author Unknown




The civilized man has built a coach, but has lost the use of his feet. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Self-Reliance," 1841





The best car safety device is a rear-view mirror with a cop in it. ~Dudley Moore








It wasn't the Exxon Valdez captain's driving that caused the Alaskan oil spill. It was yours. ~Greenpeace advertisement, New York Times, 25 February 1990



A pedestrian is someone who thought there were a couple of gallons left in the tank. ~Author Unknown





Leave sooner, drive slower, live longer. ~Author Unknown








Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race. ~H.G. Wells





Your grandchildren will likely find it incredible - or even sinful - that you burned up a gallon of gasoline to fetch a pack of cigarettes! ~Dr. Paul MacCready, Jr.





A city that outdistances man's walking powers is a trap for man. ~Arnold Toynbee








Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves. ~Albert Einstein




I drive way too fast to worry about cholesterol. ~Author Unknown


Hug your kids at home, but belt them in the car. ~Author Unknown








A tree never hits an automobile except in self defense. ~American Proverb





Americans are broad-minded people. They'll accept the fact that a person can be an alcoholic, a dope fiend, a wife beater, and even a newspaperman, but if a man doesn't drive, there is something wrong with him. ~Art Buchwald, "How Un-American Can You Get?," Have I Ever Lied to You?, 1966





Modern technology

Owes ecology

An apology.
~Alan M. Eddison









Never drive faster than your guardian angel can fly. ~Author Unknown



When buying a used car, punch the buttons on the radio. If all the stations are rock and roll, there's a good chance the transmission is shot. ~Larry Lujack





The car has become the carapace, the protective and aggressive shell, of urban and suburban man. ~Marshall McLuhan, Understanding Media








Car sickness is the feeling you get when the monthly payment is due. ~Author Unknown






The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we ALL believe that we are above average drivers. ~Dave Barry, "Things That It Took Me 50 Years to Learn"





The longest journey begins with a single step, not with a turn of the ignition key. ~Edward Abbey








The car has become a secular sanctuary for the individual, his shrine to the self, his mobile Walden Pond. ~Edward McDonagh





Restore human legs as a means of travel. Pedestrians rely on food for fuel and need no special parking facilities. ~Lewis Mumford






I hooked up my accelerator pedal in my car to my brake lights. I hit the gas, people behind me stop, and I'm gone. ~Steven Wright










A commuter tie-up consists of you - and people who for some reason won't use public transit. ~Robert Brault






You never really learn to swear until you learn to drive. ~Author Unknown






Automobiles are not ferocious.... it is man who is to be feared. ~Robbins B. Stoeckel









The shortest distance between two points is under construction. ~Noelie Altito




Road rage is the expression of the amateur sociopath in all of us, cured by running into a professional. ~Robert Brault



Driving a brand new car feels like driving around in an open billfold with the dollars flapping by your ears as they fly out the window. ~Grey Livingston










If everything comes your way, you are in the wrong lane. ~Author Unknown






Each year it seems to take less time to fly across the ocean and longer to drive to work. ~Author Unknown





Anyone driving slower than you is an idiot, and anyone going faster than you is a maniac. ~Author Unknown







The elderly don't drive that badly; they're just the only ones with time to do the speed limit. ~Jason Love






I represent what is left of a vanishing race, and that is the pedestrian.... That I am still able to be here, I owe to a keen eye and a nimble pair of legs. But I know they'll get me someday. ~Will Rogers






Recklessness is a species of crime and should be so regarded on our streets and highways. ~Marlen E. Pew







For every "Drive Safely" sign, shouldn't there be a "Resume Normal Driving" sign? ~Robert Brault






Another way to solve the traffic problems of this country is to pass a law that only paid-for cars be allowed to use the highways. ~Will Rogers









What a lucky thing the wheel was invented before the automobile; otherwise can you imagine the awful screeching? ~Samuel Hoffenstein






If all the cars in the United States were placed end to end, it would probably be Labor Day Weekend. ~Doug Larson








On the other hand, the Bible contains much that is relevant today, like Noah taking 40 days to find a place to park. ~Curtis McDougall






Road sense is the offspring of courtesy and the parent of safety. ~Australian Traffic Rule, quoted in Quotations for Special Occasions by Maud van Buren






The car has become... an article of dress without which we feel uncertain, unclad, and incomplete. ~Marshall McLuhan, Understanding Media, 1964









Walking isn't a lost art - one must, by some means, get to the garage. ~Evan Esar



Remember folks, street lights timed for 35 mph are also timed for 70 mph. ~Jim Samuels


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This is my submission to the GBE. This week's topic is Driving. The GBE, or Group Blogging Experience is great fun. Each week (usually on Tuesday) we are given a general topic by our fearless leader Alicia and we have until that Saturday to blog about it. Say whatever you want. Silly, serious, true, fiction, debate.... whatever. It's up to you. If your interested just go to Alicia's Blog and check it out. If you want to participate comment her blog saying "I'm in" , that's it. No big sign up or anything. You blog and she'll link to your blog and everyone else's on Saturday. Make sure you're not private though so that everyone can read your blog.

It's What I Do...

GBE 89 - Pride

“Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves; vanity, to what we would have others think of us.”
~ Jane Austen

“Let your actions always speak for you, but be forever on guard against
the terrible traps of false pride and conceit that can halt your
progress. The next time you are tempted to boast, just place your fist
in a full pail of water, and when you remove it, the hole remaining
will give you a correct measure of your importance.” ~ Og Mandino



“What good is social class and status? Truthfulness is measured within. Pride in one's status is like poison - holding it in your hand and eating it, you shall die.”
~ Sri Guru Granth Sahib


“The truest characters of ignorance are vanity, and pride and arrogance.” ~ Samuel Butler







“No one ever choked to death swallowing his pride”



“Temper gets you into trouble. Pride keeps you there.”



“Pride comes before a fall” ~ Proverb







“It was pride that changed angels into devils; it is humility that makes men as angels.” ~ Saint Augustine




“In general, pride is at the bottom of all great mistakes.” ~ John Ruskin



“Pride makes us artificial and humility makes us real” ~ Thomas Merton







“And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin is pride that apes humility.” ~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge



“My pride fell with my fortunes.” ~ William Shakespeare



“Pride is an admission of weakness; it secretly fears all competition and dreads all rivals.” ~ Fulton J. Sheen







“Vanity is the polite mask of pride.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche




“The sin of pride may be a small or a great thing in someone's life, and hurt vanity a passing pinprick, or a self-destroying or ever murderous obsession.” ~ Iris Murdoch



“The offspring of riches: Pride, vanity, ostentation, arrogance, tyranny” ~
Mark Twain







“Pride is the master sin of the devil, and the devil is the father of lies” ~ Edwin Hubbel Chapin



“Pride slays thanksgiving, but an humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.” ~ Henry Ward Beecher



“Pride attaches undue importance to the superiority of one's status in the eyes of others; And shame is fear of humiliation at one's inferior status in the estimation of others. When one sets his heart on being highly esteemed, and achieves such rating, then he is automatically involved in fear of losing his status.” ~ Lao Tzu







“The Bible and several other self
help or enlightenment books cite the Seven Deadly Sins. They are:
pride, greed, lust, envy, wrath, sloth, and gluttony. That pretty much
covers everything that we do, that is sinful... or fun for that
matter.” ~ Dave Mustaine


“Pride is a vice, which pride itself inclines every man to find in others, and to overlook in himself” ~ Samuel Johnson



“Pride the first peer and president of hell.” ~ Daniel Defoe







“The intelligent man who is proud of his intelligence is like the condemned man who is proud of his large cell” ~ Simone Weil



“Pride that dines on vanity, sups on contempt”
~ Benjamin Franklin



“Humility and knowledge in poor clothes excel pride and ignorance in costly attire.” ~ William Penn








“Anger is the enemy of non-violence and pride is a monster that swallows it up.” ~ Mohandas Gandhi



“Five enemies of peace inhabit with us / avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.” ~ Francesco Petrarch







“Be modest! It is the kind of pride least likely to offend.” ~ Jules Renard



“The avenues in my neighborhood are Pride, Covetousness and Lust; the cross streets are Anger, Gluttony, Envy and Sloth. I live over on Sloth, and the style on our street is to avoid the other thoroughfares.” ~
John Chancellor



“Where in this wide world can man find nobility without pride, friendship without envy, or beauty without vanity?”
~ Ronald Duncan






“Pride ruined the angels.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson



“A proud man is always looking down
on things and people; and, of course, as long as you're looking down,
you can't see something that's above you.” ~ C.S. Lewis



“Pride in social status is empty; pride in personal glory is useless.” ~ Sri Guru Granth Sahib

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This is my submission to the GBE on MySpace. This week's topic is Pride.

The GBE, or Group Blogging Experience is great fun. Each week (usually on Tuesday) we are given a general topic by our fearless leader Alicia and we have until that Saturday to blog about it.

Say whatever you want. Silly, serious, true, fiction, debate.... whatever. It's up to you. If you're on myspace and interested just go to Alicia's Blog and check it out. If you want to participate comment her blog saying "I'm in", that's it. No big sign up or anything. You blog and she'll link to your blog and everyone else's on Saturday. Make sure you're not private though. So that everyone can read your blog.

Or if you just want to read some really good blogs, go to Alicia's and follow the links.

Since I've Been Loving You - Led Zeppelin

I was just in the mood for some bluesy
Led Zeppelin. Enjoy.

Jimmy Page's guitar prowess is well demonstrated in different performances of the song from Madison Square Garden in July 1973, as seen in the group's concert films The Song Remains the Same (and accompanying soundtrack) and Led Zeppelin DVD.

This was one of the first songs prepared for the Led Zeppelin III album. The song was recorded live in the studio with very little overdubbing. John Paul Jones played Hammond Organ on the song, using the bass pedals for the bassline. It was the only track from the third album that the band had played live prior to the recording sessions, but was reportedly the hardest to record. One story mentions Jimmy Page taking a break following a series of failed attempts to track the solo. Seemingly unable to get the tone he was craving, he set about a walk around the studio to clear his mind. Sitting outside of the recording area was an unplugged amplifier, which he utilised, and recorded the solo we hear today on the next take. Audio engineer Terry Manning called it "The best rock guitar solo of all time."



As an improvisational showcase for all four group members, and especially for Jimmy Page's electric blues guitar solos, "Since I've Been Loving You" became a staple and fan favorite of Led Zeppelin's live concert performances from 1970 until the end of their ninth American tour in summer 1973 (it was performed less frequently thereafter).





From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

THE OLD PHONE ON THE WALL

This was sent to me in an email by Chris, aka CHiCKEE. It just goes to show you never know the impact you have on other's lives. Especially the ones closest to you. I just had to pass it on. Go now and read...

When I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.



Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was "Information Please" and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone's number and the correct time.



My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.



I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. "Information, please" I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.



A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.
"Information."

"I hurt my finger..." I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

"Isn't your mother home?" came the question.

"Nobody's home but me," I blubbered.

"Are you bleeding?" the voice asked.

"No," I replied. "I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts."

"Can you open the icebox?" she asked.

I said I could.

"Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger," said the voice.



After that, I called "Information Please" for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math.



She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.



Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called,



Information Please," and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, "Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?"



She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, "Wayne always remember that there are other worlds to sing in."



Somehow I felt better.



Another day I was on the telephone, "Information Please."


"Information," said in the now familiar voice. "How do I spell fix?" I asked.



All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest . When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston I missed my friend very much. "Information Please" belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me..



Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.



A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle . I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, "Information Please."



Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.


"Information."


I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying, "Could you please tell me how to spell fix?"



There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess your finger must have healed by now."



I laughed, "So it's really you," I said. "I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?"



I wonder," she said, "if you know how much your call meant to me.


"I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls."

I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.



"Please do", she said. "Just ask for Sally."



Three months later I was back in Seattle . A different voice answered, "Information."


I asked for Sally.


"Are you a friend?" she said.



"Yes, a very old friend," I answered.


"I'm sorry to have to tell you this," she said. "Sally had been working part-time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago."


Before I could hang up she said, "Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne ?" "Yes." I answered.


"Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. Let me read it to you."


The note said, "Tell him there are other worlds to sing in. He'll know what I mean."


I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.



Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.



Whose life have you touched today?

Love Of The Loveless

I saw the movie "Henry Poole is Here" and the music is absolutely beautiful. This is the opening song. Love Of The Loveless by The Eels.

"Love Of The Loveless"


Don't got a lot of time

Don't give a damn

Don't tell me what to do

I am the man

If there's a god up there

Something above

God shine your light down here

Shine on the love

Love of the loveless



Don't have too many friends

Never felt at home

Always been my own man

Pretty much alone

I know how to get through

And when push comes to shove

I got something that you need

I got the love

Love of the loveless



All around you people walking

Empty hearts and voices talking

Looking for and finding

Nothing



Don't got a lot of time

Don't really care

Not selling anything

Buyer beware

If there's a god up there

Something above

God shine your light down here

Shine on the love

Love of the loveless



Don't got a lot of time

Don't give a damn

Don't tell me what to do

I am the man

Love of the loveless

GBE 88 - Pictures of Envy

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This is my submission to the GBE. This week's topic is Envy.

The GBE, or Group Blogging Experience is great fun. Each week (usually on Tuesday) we are given a general topic by our fearless leader Alicia and we have until that Saturday to blog about it. Say whatever you want. Silly, serious, true, fiction, debate.... whatever. It's up to you.

If your interested just go to Alicia's Blog and check it out. If you want to participate comment her blog saying "I'm in" , that's it. No big sign up or anything. You blog and she'll link to your blog and everyone else's on Saturday.

Make sure you're not private though. So that everyone can read your blog.