Half way there........................................

Bon Jovi........................................................Livin' On A Prayer

The fog lifts.....................................

     Have you ever noticed how many angry people there are at peace rallies?  Social action aroused righteousness.  Righteousness ultimately starves you to death.  If you want to be free more than you want to be right, you have to let go of righteousness, of being right.
     This reminds me of a story.  There's this Chinese boatman, and he hits another boat in the fog.  He starts swearing at the other boatman.  "You SOB!  Why didn't you look where you were going?"  Then the fog lifts for a moment, and he sees there is nobody in the other boat.  And he feels like a fool.
      Righteousness is roughly the same thing.

-Ram Dass,  Polishing The Mirror

Thinking about it..............................

Do you really want..........................?

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Fifty years ago...............................

Barbara Mason................................................Yes, I'm Ready

Keeping the faith.................................

An important public service reminder..................

Lesley Gore, revisited..........................

The inner dome of heaven..........................

                        Birches

When I see birches bend to left and right

Across the lines of straighter darker trees,

I like to think some boy's been swinging them.

But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay

As ice-storms do. Often you must have seen them

Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning

After a rain. They click upon themselves

As the breeze rises, and turn many-colored

As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.

Soon the sun's warmth makes them shed crystal shells

Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust—

Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away

You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.

They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load,

And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed

So low for long, they never right themselves:

You may see their trunks arching in the woods

Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground

Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair

Before them over their heads to dry in the sun.

But I was going to say when Truth broke in

With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm

I should prefer to have some boy bend them

As he went out and in to fetch the cows—

Some boy too far from town to learn baseball,

Whose only play was what he found himself,

Summer or winter, and could play alone.

One by one he subdued his father's trees

By riding them down over and over again

Until he took the stiffness out of them,

And not one but hung limp, not one was left

For him to conquer. He learned all there was

To learn about not launching out too soon

And so not carrying the tree away

Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise

To the top branches, climbing carefully

With the same pains you use to fill a cup

Up to the brim, and even above the brim.

Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish,

Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.

So was I once myself a swinger of birches.

And so I dream of going back to be.

It's when I'm weary of considerations,

And life is too much like a pathless wood

Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs

Broken across it, and one eye is weeping

From a twig's having lashed across it open.

I'd like to get away from earth awhile

And then come back to it and begin over.

May no fate willfully misunderstand me

And half grant what I wish and snatch me away

Not to return. Earth's the right place for love:

I don't know where it's likely to go better.

I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree,

And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk

Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,

But dipped its top and set me down again.

That would be good both going and coming back.

One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.

-Robert Frost

Fifty years ago.....................................

The Turtles..................................................Eve of Destruction

Stay warm my friends................................

Opening paragraphs..........................

Welcome to the world of South London in the last decade of the nineteenth century.  It was frowsy;  it was shabby;  the shops were small and generally dirty.  It had none of the power or the energy of the more important part of the city on the other side of the Thames.  It moved at a slower pace.  All the accounts of it, in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, describe it as a distinct and alien place.  It was in a sense cut off from the life of the greater London;  this may account for the air of exhaustion, and of torpor, which could hit the unwary.  It was the site of a small and noisome trades such as the hat-making and leather-tanning.  Factories abounded for the manufacture of biscuits, jam and pickles.  Glue factories stood adjacent to timber warehouses and slaughterhouses.  The predominant smells were those of vinegar, and of dog dung, and of smoke, and of beer, compounded of course by the stink of poverty.  By the end of the nineteenth century Kennington, the earliest home of Charles Chaplin, had all the characteristics of a slum.
-Peter Ackroyd,  Charlie Chaplin:  A Brief Life

Lent...............................................

Gone but not forgotten...........................

Lesley Gore (5/2/46 - 2/16/15)........................You Don't Own Me

A Wealth of Common Sense....................

.............is a superb blog for those interested in investing.  While Ben's focus is on financial instruments and their markets, us real estate investors can find his thoughts useful as well.  Two excerpts:

"You always have to think in terms of total return when thinking about income investments, not just the dividend or bond yield." (Which means to me:  don't forget you have to sell the property and pay the income taxman before you really know how well the investment performed.  More often than not, the return of the investment is just as important as the return on investment)

"As an investor you should be saying no to way more investment opportunities then you say yes to. Just because something’s available doesn’t mean it’s necessary." (If only it was more clear to which we should say NO, then life would be much simpler.)

Yep......................................................

Fifty years ago........................................

Lesley Gore........................Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows

Simplicity.......................................

...........................................more wisdom from the Execupundit.

On shining..........................................

On attention spans.........................

Unfortunately, most people these days do not have the patience to watch long-term trends develop.  Instead, we have been trained by the mainstream media to have the attention spans of toddlers.  We bounce from one 48-hour news cycle to the next, eagerly looking forward to the next “scandal” that is going to break.

And when the next financial crash does strike, the mainstream media is going to talk about what a “surprise” it is.  But for those that are watching the long-term trends, it is not going to be a surprise at all.  We will have seen it coming a mile away.

-from this Zero Hedge post (he appears to have lost his rose-colored glasses)

That's no reason why....................................

The Crystals......................................................He's A Rebel

Everything us Midwesterners need to know.....

.........................................................about Goldman Sachs.

Will the center hold...............................?

For bewildered and increasingly quietist Americans, the center holds mostly in family, religion, a few friends, the avoidance of the cinema and nightly news, the rote of navigating to work and coming home, trying to stay off the dole and taking responsibility for one’s own disasters — as the world grows ever more chaotic in our midst.
-Victor Davis Hanson, as excerpted from this essay

It's all about what you can do.......................

Fifty years ago........................................

The Searchers....................................................Love Potion #9

The sweetness of flexibility.................

In these later years I’ve become more flexible in spirit rather than bone. I add a bit more or a bit less, or leave it in the oven for a few more minutes than the prescribed time. Maybe I add a touch more sweetness or bite. Or even a fingersnip more of salt. Maybe something doesn’t work. And that’s ok – there’s always the opportunity to make it again. There can be a bit of forgiveness in cooking and baking – even the small failures can be overlooked when you share a meal that was made with your own hand.

And nothing tastes sweeter, lasts longer, or is enjoyed more.

-Jeff Kopito

Keeping up with us "Boomers"...............

       Average boomer net worth, which was over $200,000 pre-recession, is now only $143,000.  The median outstanding mortgage balance for a 50-to-69-year-old is up from $48,743 in 1992 to $118,000 -- and 56% say they may apply for another mortgage.  "Boomers are just not planning that far ahead for some of the health issues and limitations they will face later in life," says Jeremy Burbank, a vice president at Neilson.  "They look around and have a general reticence for things that are labeled as seniors products, including housing.  Even with possible renovations to their homes, they're focused on updates instead of aging-friendly features.  They just aren't ready to settle yet."
-Robert Carr, as excerpted from this National Real Estate Investor essay

Film at 11:00.......................................

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My Sweetie..............................

.......................and I celebrate our seventh anniversary today!

It's a good place.......................................

Opening paragraphs..................................

Cigars had burned low, and we were beginning to sample the disillusionment that usually afflicts old school friends who have met again as men and found themselves with less in common then they had believed they had.  Rutherford wrote novels;  Wyland was one of the Embassy secretaries;  he had just given us dinner at Tempelhof - not very cheerfully, I fancied, but with the equanimity which a diplomat must always keep on tap for such occasions.  It seemed likely that nothing but the fact of being three celibate Englishmen in a foreign capital could have brought us together, and I had already reached the conclusion that the slight touch of priggishness which I remembered in Wyland Tertius had not diminished with the years and an M.V.O. Rutherford I liked more;  he had ripened well out of the skinny, precocious infant whom I had once alternately bullied and patronized.  The probability that he was making much more money and having a more interesting life than either of us, gave Wyland and me our one mutual emotion - a touch of envy.
-James Hilton,  Lost Horizon

Tripping over the steps...........................

The echo knows.....................................

One of Freud's best rules of thumb for determining what a person was unconsciously feeling was:  "A negation is as good as an affirmation."  Listen with the third ear and you will hear the echo.
         "It's not the money, it's the principal."  (It's the money)
         "I'm not mad, but...."  (I'm mad)

-Sam Keen,  Fire In The Belly:  On Being a Man

Fifty years ago..................................

The Kinks..........................................A Well Respected Man

Take Time For Ten Things.......................

1.  Take time to work:   It is the price of success.

2.  Take time to think:  It is the source of power.

3.  Take time to read:  It is the foundation of knowledge.

4.  Take time to dream:  It hitches the soul to the stars.

5.  Take time to help and enjoy friends:  It is the source of happiness.

6.  Take time to love:  It is the one sacrament of life.

7.  Take time to play:  It is the secret of youth.

8.  Take time to laugh:  It is the singing that helps with life's loads.

9.  Take time to worship:  It is the highway of reverence and washes the dust of earth from our eyes.

10. Take time to plan:  It is the secret of being able to have time to take time for the first nine things.

thanks roger

Meanwhile, at the University of Kentucky.....

....Dance Blue is a happening thing.  Our youngest was one of some 900 UK students participating in the 24 hour dance marathon (and no, they did not dance like this for the whole time, but no sitting, no sleeping and no leaving the gym).  This was the tenth Dance Blue, and this year they raised over $1,600,000 for this worthy cause.   Sorry I'm unable to deliver the sound with the video.  Just know that it was energizing and a bit heavy on the bass.  As this blog has noted before:   the kids will be just fine.

 At 9:00 at night..........................................7 hours in

At 7:00 in the morning....................................17 hours in

Got that right..........................................