Friday, August 22, 2008

Oh, By The Way....Which One's Pink?

I've been listening to a lot of Pink Floyd lately. It seems to have a soothing effect that I can't get any other way. I don't have a lot of opportunity to listen at home, but my vehicle has a six CD changer and my drive to work averages forty minutes.

Perfect.

One way to or from is sufficient to listen to an entire album. Of course, it will require a round trip to complete The Wall, which is what I listened to on the way in today. The remaining four slots are populated by Meddle, Dark Side Of The Moon, Wish You Were Here, and Animals.

I'm not sure what dug this hole that can only be filled with Floyd -- maybe the barely organized chaos of my day to day needs to be countered by steady rhythms, haunting lyrics, and timeless guitar as only Pink can provide.

Monday, August 18, 2008

The Wizard of Speed and Time

This always made me smile. Back in my college days, this film short was a huge cult classic -- stop-motion animation at its best. At least, for a low budget 1979 film it was at its best. I found this on YouTube. There are a couple versions -- slightly longer and updated -- but this is the original. Hope you enjoy.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

OBX Haiku



Sand between my treads


Atlantic in my rear view


Off-road on the beach


Thursday, August 7, 2008

Check Engine

I hate idiot lights. It's like your car's way of saying, "Excuse me, but I've got an issue here that you couldn't possibly understand. How about taking me to someone who has a clue?"

I actually have a clue, but that's about all. One time, the light came on the morning after I got gas at a station I had never patronized. "Bad gas!" Maybe not -- it went out half a tank later, only to return after the next fill-up at my normal place.

Today its illumination mocks me with its silent, ominous mystery. I'm taking it to a mechanic before the light just changes into what it really signifies -- $$$ -- the Check Wallet light.

Friday, August 1, 2008

Summer's Almost Over!

How many times have you heard that? I've been hearing it for weeks -- usually from the sun worshippers who have been waiting all year for summer to arrive. It seems that they're no sooner showing off their base tan before launching into woeful lamentations about Summer's end.

These doomsayers need to be bludgeoned with the large, desktop version of the Audubon calendar in my humble opinion.

Maybe I'm old fashioned, but I'm still referencing the Gregorian calendar. It looks like roughly thirteen weeks between the Summer Solstice and the Autumnal Equinox and that means that Summer is barely half over -- or half begun.

So how about a little optimism? Another seven plus weeks of calendar Summer, followed by nice weather and, if we're lucky here in the Northeast, an Indian Summer to bring us well into the Fall.

There we are. It's mid-Summer. Buy more sunscreen because it's not nearly over yet.