Amazing day of collective effort and generosity. Various volunteers, long hours, and grocery store shoppers willing to donate food and cash to support those in need. Today we pull in the rest of the food needed, by hook or by crook, let’s feed the people. Modest Start, Saturday Past a couple boxes of produce, the …
Feed the People, Part One
42 years and counting, the Cupertino DeAnza Lions Club have made this effort, Gathering food to provide Thanksgiving Dinner for families in need, those who might not otherwise be able to celebrate this holiday. And so it begins again, 3 days, 30 plus volunteers and countless donors, to bring it together… Boxes purchased The Odd …
Split Decision
That’s what it takes, that’s the way to make it the world go around, split decision. Precious few hours with your kids, workday done, leave it at work, spin toward what matters, split decision, for your kids, family, Sharp pain in the neck, center back, stalled out distracted car ride home, not worth it, no …
Lyrics Post: “Ceiling Unlimited”
This song, another sneaky sleeper, I think of it…from “Vapor Trails”, the 2002 by RUSH. Sneaky motivator…let it soak in… "Ceiling Unlimited" It's not the heatIt's the inhumanityPlugged into the sweat of a summer streetMachine gun images passLike malice through the looking glass The slack-jaw gazeOf true profanityFeels more like surrender than defeatIf culture is …
Park Scenes: Slow Down, Soak In, Play
#goodstuff #dadlife #dadslife #halffullallgood Several parks, two cities, a couple days, one theme: PLAY. Adventures to a new park a few days again. Another park closer to home on Saturday, trying yet another tomorrow. Such a simple concept, PLAY. Such an easy thing to do, make possible for your kids, any kids in your world, …
40
I shared this one before. Not mine, not even U2’s originally… Originally from a now nameless writer several thousand years ago. What language was it even written in? No matter. The words ate timeless in their comfort and hope. From Psalm 40. “I wait for the Lord, he inclines and hears my cry; he lift …
From the Quiet
Gray half-light in the room. Soft, rhythmic breathing of morning sleep, together with gentle lull of the wall heater in the hall. From this place I ponder, from this place I consider, from this place I write. Volumes pour into, out of my head. Only maybe a fraction do I capture. From this baseline I …
Blog Like A Tweet: Sunday Eve Lull
Mishmash morning, kids’ whim to add pancakes to breakfast? Done. Number Three finished her laundry put-away? Magic. These highlights outweighed a couple bumps, and away we went into the afternoon. Home run visit to a county park wed not tried previous; quick return errand and grocery stop on the way home, now can see clearly …
Politics in Two Pictures: Two Nations, Two Tales
USA, 245 years, lots of work to do, fractured, bumpy democracy. Sudan, fighting for a foothold against a military dictatorship.
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