When you write you lay out a line of words . . .the line of words is a hammer . . .the line of words feels for cracks in the firmament . . .the line of words fingers your own heart . . .you wield it, and it digs a path you follow (Annie Dillard, The Writing Life)
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Celebrate Me Home
I'll be home in one week!!!!
I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE MY FAMILY!!!!!!!!
Home for the holidays,
I believe I've missed each and every face,
Come on and play my music,
Let's turn on the love light in the place
It's time I found myself,
Totally surrounded in your circles. . .
Oh, my friends
Please, celebrate me home,
Give me a number,
Please, celebrate me home
Play me one more song,
That I'll always remember,
And I can recall,
Whenever I find myself too all alone,
I can sing me home.
~Kenny Loggins
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Business trip
I was in NYC this last weekend for a neuroendoscopy course for work. Sounds pretty cool, huh? :o) I'll be traveling a bit with my new marketing job. This was the first trip. I'd never stayed overnight in the city before. It was pretty cool, but would've been soooo much better if Michael had been there with me.
Here's the view out of the top floor of the hotel:
At dinner in Grand Central Station:
Thursday, October 16, 2008
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