Sunday, September 19, 2010
2 years
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Someday...
Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables
I wish you'd unclench your fists
And unpack your suitcase
Lately there's been too much of this
Dont think its too late
Nothin's wrong
just as long as
you know that someday I will
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
Well i hoped that since we're here anyway
We could end up saying
Things we've always needed to say
So we could end up stringing
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Lets rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a hollywood horror
Nothin's wrong
just as long as
you know that someday I will
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
[Solo]
How the hell did we wind up like this
Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Lets rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a hollywood horror
Nothin's wrong
just as long as
you know that someday I will
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when
~ Nickelback
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Rain
Clouds into this sky
Bring springs of life into the wells that
Have been run dry
Rise up in this city
Gather in this light
Pour down on Your people
You glory and Your life
Rain, Lord we thirst for water
Rain, we are desert land
Rain on Your sons and daughters
Rain, bring Your rain again
Speak dreams into this water
And vision to this land
Let oceans be divided
And bring forth life again
Let the tide roll in washing over our lives
Let Your water fall again
Bring rivers in this wasteland
Clouds into this sky
~ Day of Fire
I find that these nights always bring out "poet" in me, not the rhyming kind but in the scene that there is beauty in the rain. It's ironic that this year should start out raining, bringing in a new year, washing out the old one.
Last week at church our pastors wife spoke and talked about how so many people fall into depression after the holidays because there is nothing left to live for. Yet in my life I feel the opposite is true. This year has just begun and there is still hope that it will turn out better than last year did. The holidays bring stress... this time of year the stress is that life has gone back to the proverbial "normal". We go back to work or school or what ever we did before Thanksgiving, we begin to look for the signs of spring, watch as the days begin to lengthen. And soon summer will be here with all of it's activities.
This is my last day in my 22nd year on this earth. Perhaps this rain will wash away last year and bring me a new one. There are things I would like to see come true this year. I would like to be successful at something this year, I can't remember the last time I felt like I had done a good job on something important. I would like to go somewhere, I don't know where but for the past month I have felt restless. Like I need a road trip. There is something fulfilling in driving eight hours to see someone or something. I would also like a home to come back to. I find myself saying once or twice a month out loud in my car "I want to go home." then I laugh at myself because there is currently no such place. Home is still where the car is parked. Home is as real as the Norman Rockwell painting can be... Home will have to wait.
And vision to this land
Let oceans be divided
And bring forth life again
info: The picture is of Loch Eil in Scotland, I find it haunting and mystical in it's own way... I can hear the pipes play on the far away hills...
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
New Year
I've wasted another year doing the same old things
I want to break out of this and turn my life around
I'm going to make a vow to repent an turn to you.
[CHORUS:]
I'm crying out to you now as I make my new years vow
I'll tell you I love you and I'll honor you somehow
Hear my promise to you in this new years vow I give
You all of me
You'll be all of my life and I'll never think twice to
do all that you have for me
In my new years vow
Lord I'll do my best to do, all that I say
I'm not perfect but I know, that's OK
If I stumble you won't condemn my shame
I'm going to make a vow to repent an turn to you
[CHORUS]
Its a new year this year is different
From the other ones...
-Kutless
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
and I’m left to discover on my own
It seems like everything is gray
and there’s no color to behold
They say it’s over and I’m fine again, yeah
Try to stay sober feels like I’m dying here
And I am aware now of how
everything’s gonna be fine one day
Too late, I’m in hell I am prepared now,
seems everyone’s gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well
I feel the dream in me expire
and there’s no one left to blame it on
I hear you label me a liar
‘cause I can’t seem to get this through
You say it’s over, I can sigh again, yeah
Why try to stay sober when I’m dying here
And I am aware now of how
everything’s gonna be fine one day
Too late, I’m in hell
I am prepared now,
seems everyone’s gonna be fine
One day too late; just as well
And I’m not scared now.
I must assure you,
you’re never gonna get away
And I’m not scared now.
And I’m not scared now. No…
I am aware now of how
everything’s gonna be fine one day
Too late, I’m in hell
I am prepared now
seems everyone’s gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well
I am prepared now,
seems everything’s gonna be fine for me
For me; for myself.
For me, for me, for myself
For me, for me, for myself
- Seether
Friday, October 31, 2008
Today at work I got a rare treat, I got to listen to talk radio! As I listened I heard an interesting blurb about the auto industry, along with six governors, have asked Congress for $10 - $15 billion in bailout funds. The thought struck me that when people know you have money everyone comes out of the woodwork to ask for a handout.
Since we (the taxpayers) gave the banking industry $700 billion and Congress is thinking of giving them more it seems that everyone now needs a bailout. The banking industry has come back to
Today the esteemed Gov. Patterson of New York and NJ Gov. John Corzine pleaded the house ways and means comity a bailout saying that states would not be able to pay medicade and other important expenses with out this bailout. Echoing the governors was the Mayor of Trenton, NJ
Lets do a little math, lets add:
700 billion - Original bailout
15 billion - Auto
62 billion - Credit Debt
90 billion - State/City bailout
150 billion - second/ "main street" bailout
=___________________________
1,017,000,000,000
or
One Trillion seventeen billion dollars
or
your share is $3,377.17
or
1,600+ wars in
Whatever happened to fiscal responsibility?
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Red whats?
It may look look like a pile of trash in a bin but this is now home a couple hundred little red worms (red wigglers or Eisenia fetida if you like). This shredded paper is used as bedding for the worms. Paper is used for several reasons, it's easy to find, it's cheap (Junk mail has found a use!!!), and more importantly it retains water well. This is important for the worms to breath, dry worms are dead worms so a moist environment is very important.
Why worms you ask, well it's simple really, worms break down organic matter by eating things like protozoa, fungi, and bacteria. All three of these eat the rotting organic matter (This also part why compost smells; bacteria and everything living on the compost release the smell as they eat the rotting matter; vermicompost doesn't smell as bad as regular compost.) and in turn are eaten by the worms.
More to follow...