Head for the light, my friends. It’s all over. How do I know? I saw it on a sign:
“Commercial Property For Sale, Contact WAL-MART Realty”
*sigh*
Head for the light, my friends. It’s all over. How do I know? I saw it on a sign:
“Commercial Property For Sale, Contact WAL-MART Realty”
*sigh*
It’s Thanksgiving Day in Canada. Happy Thanksgiving to Canucks near and far. At my house we prepared a Thanksgiving feast yesterday. Delicious!
And to the Americans out there, Happy Columbus Day. (?) I suppose now is the magical time of year when the Banks and the Post Office steadfastly close their doors, despite the rest of the country trudging on as usual, and reflect on the man who found what no one was looking for, what others had found centuries before, what some had simply always called home: America.
It recalls the summer of 1983 when my own family bravely set sail - or perhaps just set the cruise control - and, indeed, discovered America! “The Nina, the Pinta, and the Buick Le Sabre” could’ve occupied the same coveted place on history’s mantle had we been a few hundred years earlier, but the story rings just as true.Â
We were younger, more carefree, though no less certain that our voyage would prove to be just as fruitful as that of Columbus himself. There existed a hustle and bustle that, unbeknownst to me, had thrived for a very long time.  But we had discovered it! There were those who lived and worked not unlike the way my own kind did. Wait ’til we told the world what we had found! It would become more and more evident over time that we perhaps were not the first visitors to this land – certainly not what I had anticipated as our prairie schooner navigated the familiar golden waves of wheat.
Some of that journey will be lost to history. Some of the smaller details will be forgotten; for example, the Stucky’s truck stop had the worst pancakes I’ve ever eaten. But some of the significance will live on. All the similarities intact, I’ve decided to add my moniker to the country’s landscape.
Imagine celebrating “Carlson Day” basking in the splendor of the state capitol in Carlson, Ohio. Sounds like my kind of party!
Whatever you do on this holiday weekend, have fun and pretend you’re the first one in history to do it!
Cheers,
Geno
Sometimes, far too seldom, I hear a song and it stops me in my tracks. I must listen, I must learn.Â
It happened with “Why Does It Always Rain On Me?” by Travis; “The Sporting Life” by the Decemberists; “St. Patrick’s Day” by Damien Dempsey; “Gone, Gone, Gone (Done Moved On)” by Robert Plant and Allison Krauss; and now this:Â “Four Dreams” by Jesca Hoop.
This is one of the greatest things I’ve ever heard! Go check it out for yourself. It’s definitely going in my “Must Have” playlist. What’s in your “Must Have” playlist?
Geno