So . . . Ms. Frommer sent my this. Keep it on the DL! It's about Mr. Schechter's retirement party ( Read more... )

Today, Tuesday, June 6, 2006, Billy Preston died. For those of you unfamiliar with the work of this great man, he was, as Ringo Starr once said, "one of the finest, if not the finest hammond organ player in the world." This is an understatement. He had talent, he had love, and he had soul. The first time I saw him was singing "Isn't It a Pity" ( Read more... )

It's strange. I know exactly what I want. I know where it is, and I know what I want to do. And there are people who could easily help me get there ( Read more... )

Yellow Tigers
Crouched in Jungles

In your dark eyes . . .

Eric Clapton Jack Bruce Ginger Baker

"Out on these streets where
Time has died
The street is cold
The trees are gone . . . "

Cream

A Wednesday Timeline ( Read more... )

It seems that the more you say something, the less it means to you.

The first time you pray something that means a lot to you, it's filled with passion. Soon it's just dried up and emotionless.

The first time you here a certain song it rips right through you, but then you become accustomed to hearing it.

I'm experiancing an emotional void.

Per

I thought that was my space ( Read more... )

It was cold that night in a small town when the boy and his family put on their dress clothes and walked into Church. Surrounded by people he did not know, he pitied and envied them at the same time. As they lined up in the pew, and the music began to play, the boys mind began to drift. Although the music being played was spiritual, the boy was ( Read more... )

So, tomorrow will be my first day of driving by myself. I will have the car (aka the Explorer aka the Explizil) at school. However, I am not to leave campus ( Read more... )

Things are sliding back into place.

Although I still have a ton to do, I feel so much better about it. Recharged, etc . . .

Yeah, snow was crazy, I'm kind of glad I was home for it, but I'm sad I missed the insanity.

I didn't really do anything too scoial, but I'm glad I got everything I needed to done.

Peace.

And happy birthday Senior Adams.