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Friday, August 27, 2010

Summer Wine, The Corrs and Bono

Take off your silver spurs
And help me pass the time
And I will give to you
Summer wine...

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

The 10 longest songs on my player... (be kind! :)
Free Bird (Live), Lynyrd Skynyrd 14:23
Back Where It All Begins (live), Allman Bros. Band 12:32
I Heard It Through The Grapevine, CCR 11:06
Time Has Come Today, Chambers Bros. 11:03
Street Hassle, Lou Reed 11:00
Disco Inferno, The Trammps 10:51
You're So Beautiful, Donna Summer 10:50
Bat Out Of Hell, Meat Loaf 9:51
Green Grass & High Tides, Outlaws 9:51
Jungleland, Bruce Springsteen 9:36
Stairway To Heaven (live), Led Zeppelin 9:36 (a very romantic little ditty... ;)

Home early on a warm Tuesday evening, sipping on a cold Sam Adams Pale Ale (or two!) in lieu of dinner (fluid replacement for my workout- shure!)... I've mentioned previously that I'm a fan of Mad Men. While I'll still say that Peggy Olson is my fav character last Sunday's episode got me thinking a little bit; there's a small part of my life that is a bit Anna Draper-esque (no, not with the pot smoking, or the illness- whew.) I share a- somewhat- similar relationship with someone, one that has been long, and, I believe, supportive and trusting. I'm not big on fate, or destiny, or whatever, but perhaps we occasionally do come into others' lives for a reason...

The Pats open the preseason vs. the Saints down in Foxboro Thursday evening- woohoo! (And for any true degenerates current lines have the Pats as a 1- 1.5 pt. favorite; I don't play preseason games.)

I'm currently in the midst of what I call birthday season; all of my family (with the exception of me) has their b'days over the span of the past 3 weeks or so, with my mom's coming up later this week... Things have been pretty busy but I'm hoping to throttle it back a lil bit later this month; wouldn't mind taking a quickie trip to the Cape. We shall see... Looking forward to seeing The Town when it comes out (yeah, I'm a sucker for Boston-set crime flicks!)

I came across the following recently; it spoke to me, anyway:
Don’t beat yourself up... I see many similarities between the game of basketball and the spiritual life, particularly when it comes to the forgiveness of self. Basketball is a game of mistakes. It is fast-paced. Decisions must be made quickly. It is impossible to execute perfectly. There are missed shots, bad passes, violations and fouls, some personal, some flagrant. The secret to success is to cut down on mistakes and play with greater efficiency. If a mistake is made, there is no time to pout or get down on one’s self. The better athletes are adept at putting their mistakes be­hind them. They remain positive, maintain their intensity, bounce back quickly and have amazing resiliency. The spiritual life is much the same. Life happens quickly and we make plenty of poor choices, we commit plenty of sins. We never execute perfectly. The secret to holiness is to cut down on our sins and play with greater virtue. If we do commit a sin, instead of getting down on ourselves or beating ourselves up, we need to be resilient, stay positive, bounce back and do good with even greater intensity than before. It is counterproductive to be hard on ourselves, either in sports or our spiritual lives.
Food for thought.

Two for the road:
America's Best Sports Fans Devotees of these teams live and die with each pitch, pass or shot. (The locals make out well, #s 1, 5, and 7)
Time for a divorce Pace the recent court ruling re. California's Prop 8; I've long supported separation of marriage and state, works best for all

"Play it pretty for Atlanta..."