MLK - a one day late post

Yesterday I was going to do a "Music Monday" piece and talk about the group TRAIN. But, I was really too busy to even think about the World Wide Web. I will tell you though, Train is a pretty good group. I have been listening to their latest CD and as I listen to each song over and over again, the tunes get better.
So more on that later.

Martin Luther King Jr. was really an awesome individual. Regardless of your skin color or ethnic background, he has done so much for society, yet I have to believe that if he were alive today, Things would be even better for the racial harmony so many seek.
He may be ashamed of how black and white (and other races) still act toward each other, but if he would not have been killed, the message he spoke would - in my opinion - have helped (in a big way) how races feel about each other.
I also believe that racism exists and always will (to a degree) from all ethnic backgrounds.
It exists more than Black vs. Whites, or whites vs. blacks, or Americans vs. Arabs, man vs. woman, etc etc.
If we TRULY believe the values that many of us were taught, we can also be a apart of the healing of the world through race relations.
Nothing is impossible.
So in the spirit of what yesterday meant to so many.
Please read this excerpt from Jesus Mean and Wild by Mark Galli.


When Martin Luther King Jr. led marches and boycotts in Birmingham, Alabama, in 1963, the local white ministerial association chided him for his impatience with the judicial process. Wait, they said, and things will slowly get better. King would have none of it. He asked them how he and his friends could wait when they had seen vicious mobs lynch their mothers and fathers, and watched hate-filled policemen curse, lick, and kill their black brothers and sisters, had witnessed the vast majority of 20 million blacks "smothering in the airtight cage of poverty in the midst of an affluent society." He wondered why he should be patient when he found himself tongue-tied as he tried to explain to his daughter why she couldn’t go to the amusement park she’d seen advertised on TV, seeing tears well up in her eyes when he had to tell her Funtown is closed to black children, and the watching "ominous clouds of inferiority beginning to form in her little mental sky, and see her beginning to distort her personality by developing an unconscious bitterness toward white people,"
Because Martin Luther King Jr. cared for his fellow blacks, because he was concerned about whites (knowing that their racism was destroying their souls), because he cherished America and its ideals of freedom, he could be patient no longer. He loved so much, he became impatient of racism and injustice.

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Justice is a joy to the godly, but it terrifies evildoers. Proverbs 21:15

"Faith is taking the first step, even when you don't see the whole staircase." Martin Luther King Jr.

Subtracting from the Noise

I had every intention that this Blog would be my last.
Hence the title.
I was going to tell you that Wade's Top 100 will just have to stay in the notebooks and die with me. The Wayne Miller and Allister Jones projects would have to turn yellow with the pages they are written on as time take its toll.
The countless unfinished poems - would only be memories.
Any future Sunday morning messages would never be penned.
My ravenous desire to share my jabber with you would just have to fall away.
The other ideas in my head would either just stay there or be forgotten.
Lying awake in the middle of the night waiting on call backs from broken down trucks and trying to get in touch with mechanics has a way of taxing the body and the mind.
It is no different from when one can not go back to sleep. o different except the unending stress from late deliveries and pissed off customers.
So lying on my sofa this morning I simply had enough. I had enough of all of the unfinished crap in my head and in my notebooks. Thinking if I didn't have to figure out the mess, I could concentrate and maybe, just maybe finish something.
It is easy to have self pity and borderline depression in the quiet dead of night.
It is easy to shed the tears nobody will ever see.
It easy to curse (not necessarily the "foul mouth" type - sometimes you have to read into it) and look up at the sky and shake the head.
Talk about an uninspiring moment.
So I am so busy at work, I hardly have time to go to the bathroom, much less doing what I am doing now (the blog), but I wanted to get on here and say Adios. See Ya!. Bye Bye.
But, something grabbed me as I typed the title. What the heck I say?
Is the it the God I all but ignored this morning?
Is it some more self pity thinking "Hey some people might actually read this junk."
Or is it some of the depression wearing down and wearing out and moving out of the way of the good feelings.
I saw two depression medication commercials last night. Those make you more depressed.
Is the prospect of going to a profession (not a job per say - a profession) that I truly despise hindering my attitude.
OR IS IT JUST ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
All I want to do right now is go sit on the levee and watch the boats on the river ans sing the Violent Femmes "Good Feelings won't you stay with me just a little longer."
I am feeling good right now because I am temporarily ignoring the chaos of the day.
But - ignore no more. I have to get back to it. The job.
So, hopefully the writing feelings stays and one day I actually finish something and write something decent on here.....or we might just go back to simple subtraction.

Adding to the Noise

Yesterday was Music Monday and I missed it. Really too busy to even think about getting on the web. Today is really the same but sometimes you have to make the break!
Adding to the Noise of the last post...Quick Hits and to go along with Music Monday.

I have been really getting into the band All Time Low lately. Really just a few of their tunes. But one Therapy is a good one.

The words are quite interesting.

also have been listening to Tenth Ave. North and Switchfoot.
There is too, a really good Christian group or singer - not sure (need to research) Addison Road.
(I will report on A.R. next week)

Today however is a Train day.

I will listen to Train's new CD Save Me, San Francisco.

Next Monday I will report on it.

The music research for Wade's Top 100 has taken a back seat to my busy work schedule.
But hopefully soon I can start on it again and finish it. I am close...but I can't yet smell the cigar.

If the aliens stop taking me up into space and Force me to watch hours and hours of YO! MTV RAPS...I may be able to get somewhere.

Also - I take each day at a time. Yesterday was SUPER BUSY, but it was my best day (work day) in a long while.

In the Spirit of My ancestor - 12 times removed - Hernando Julio Jorge Perez Cortez...........

Adios!

Saturday Quit hits...formerly "What Am I..."

Check out today's quote. "Politics, as the word is commonly understood, are nothing but corruptions." Jonathan Swift.
This could not be more true. Especially down in Louisiana.

Doves on Ice: Wish we could have took a picture. This morning, 3 doves were trying to get water from out frozen bird bath. Yes, it is that cold in south Louisiana.

I am still reading Inkheart by Cornelia Funke. Great book, but I don't have a heck of a lot of time to read these days. The Ole J*O*B* is taking a lot of that time.
Losing hair everyday.

Go Bengals - that is the Cincinnati Bengals. Not really a Bengals fan. If I had to pick an AFC team to root for each year, they would be it - probably. They are my little brothers team.
But I picked them this week in the Crystal Ball Challenge. I only missed 2 this year, but more importantly I have 9 of the 12 play off teams still available. So that is good. All I have to do is pick good in the playoffs and I have a shot to win the $$$$$. I have no idea how much.

I am contemplating how to spend the money. After we win the power ball tonight.

Watched: Julie and Julia - great flick. Ghosts of Girlfriends Past - pretty good.

Roll Tide: yes I rooted for Bama - vs. Florida and Texas. Hey I like Nick Saban. I like Les Miles too, but I wish Nick was still our coach. I know my buddy Jeff is happy.

I seem to be indecisive when I turn on my mp3 player. So lately my go to group has been Sugarland.
Yesterday, after I figured out the MESS (my load schedule) I played Sugarland for about 2 hours straight while I entered the mountain of loads in the system.
Good group.
I love the song Keep You.

Future blogs: My dismal NFL and NCAA football prediction outcome.....I stunk.
Top 100 - still working on it.

oh well, that is it for today.

Go Bengals.
Sorry Doug Heffernin!

self portrait

The Blank Canvas

Do you ever look at a blank piece of paper and think of it as a self portrait?
I actually have a framed, blank canvas (paper) hanging in my office.
I look at it every day.


No one has asked about it (no one that comes into my office). I actually find that odd.
If anyone would ask about it, I would tell them that is my self portrait.

Why?
Why blank?

Because - it leaves everything open and honest. I look at that blank spot and fill it in with whatever I want to. I can change it every second or every minute or every day - etc.

It also leaves room to grow or to shrink. Second only to the picture of my family (which I look at every day), the blank canvas is truly my next best friend in my office.

In my mind I can create whatever I want to with it and it is never soiled or tarnished.

You should try hanging one.

Your thoughts and imagination will run wild.

On the surface one may think "well you must fell like Nothing since there is nothing on the canvas."

Today I actually do feel that way.

But tomorrow may be different.

So here is to 2010 and your self portrait.