Monday, March 24, 2008
Music, basketball and musings
1. Mike Doughty
Hmmm…well you know I love me some Mike Doughty. And don’t get me wrong, it was good. It just wasn’t great. He’s a fab writer with an amazing voice – the band was good, but the antics were a little much. I thought the sausage dance and the multiple introductions of the band really broke the momentum, especially given the size and groove-ability of the crowd. It seemed a little bit amateur or contrived, especially given the amount of touring he’s done of late. But you know I still love Mike Doughty, man. He can sing nonsense words and I’ll always be there to listen. He’s got more bacon than the pan can handle.
Rock Chalk Jayhawk, KU! I predicted Georgetown would fall and dang if I wasn’t right. The path is clearing for the mighty ‘Hawks to go to the Final Four. My kids are sooo sick of basketball, but hey, it’s better for them than watching “Big Brother” or some kind of guano like that…
Easter is a funny holiday for Unitarians – what do we really talk about? Yesterday’s service was super tasty. With love, faith and most importantly action, we can all begin again. My life in the past two years is truly a witness to this. The second act of my story started with tumult and heartache, but is now all sweetness and bacon. You can’t ask for much more than that.
4. Deep thoughts that are so true
In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. Albert Camus
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
Happy Monday morn, Dear Reader! You look amazing!