Archive for Month: October, 2005
Benjaminism: Sitting, Drinking, Smiling
I’m sitting here listening to my LAUNCHcast and the boys’ door opens and I hear little footsteps. I look up and I see a smiley lil’ boy.
Me: “What are you so smiley about?”
Lil’ Boy: “You!”
Me: “You’re so smiley because of me?”
Lil’ Boy: “Yep, because I love you!”
What a good morning, already. Let’s keep it up!
booyakasha!
so, me is gettin ready to leave fa dis trip up norf. me is fit excited to check everyone but da worst part is dat i ave to drive da 14 ours up there. me is currently in trainin fa early wakin on friday. wakin up early sucks but somebody’s gotta do it.
today me is goin to natta dig ali g. it’s wicked, borrow it a try.
Ironic
An old man aged 98
He won the lottery and died the next day
It’s the black fly in your Chardonnay
It’s the death row pardon 2 minutes too late
Isn’t it ironic
Don’t you think
It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just can’t take
And who would have thought
It figures
Mr Play-It-Safe was afraid to fly
Packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take this flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought ‘Well isn’t this nice’
And isn’t it ironic
Don’t you think
It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just can’t take
And who would have thought
It figures
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything’s ok
And everything’s going alright
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything’s gone wrong
And everything blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you’re already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It’s like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife
It’s meeting the man of my dreams and the meeting his beautiful wife
And isn’t it ironic
Don’t you think
A little too ironic
And yeah I really do think
It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just can’t take
And who would have thought
It figures
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny funny way of helping you out
Helping you out
A Love Letter
Dear Coffee,
Thank you for warming my hand. Thank you for making me feel nice and warm. And, thank you for waking me up.
I know that for many years I neglected you. I turned to cold bubbly caffeine-laden drinks with massive amounts of sugar. That was wrong! To think of all the time I wasted ordering double-doubles and mochas from Timmy’s. To think of all the sugar packets I added to my cup at Perkins. To think of all the mornings & nights I spent drowning myself in Coke and Pepsi. Oh, how I did you wrong.
Now, I know better. No longer do I mask your ambrosial flavor. No longer do I seek to defy your very existence. And someday I will seek to pay respect and homage to you in the ownership of my very own shop, dedicated to your greatness.
Your Ever Faithful Consumer,
Me
Written by Dr. Bob Moorehead
The paradox of our time in history is that we have
taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider
freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more,
but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have
bigger houses and smaller families, more
conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees
but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment,
more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but
less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too
recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get
too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read
too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our
values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate
too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life.
We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve
been all the way to the moon and back, but have
trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.
We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve
done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We
write more, but learn less. We plan more, but
accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to
wait. We build more computers to hold more
information, to produce more copies than ever, but
we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow
digestion, big men and small character, steep
profits and shallow relationships. These are the
days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier
houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick
trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one
night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do
everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a
time when there is much in the showroom window and
nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can
bring this letter to you, and a time when you can
choose either to share this insight, or to just hit
delete.
Remember, spend some time with your loved ones,
because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to
you in awe, because that little person soon will
grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you,
because that is the only treasure you can give with
your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember, to say, “I love you” to your partner and
your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and
an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep
inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for
someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time
to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we
take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
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