Friday, November 14, 2008


Tagged today by the almost inscrutable and always mysterious Candy for my week's thoughts. For almost indescribable delights, go Inside Candy and be prepared for something you really can't prepare for. I don't usually respond to meme tags but the mere flattery of having momentarily flitted across Candy's near unfathomable brain synapses rendered me incapable of resistance. But I think the following are actually my own thoughts.

Word for the week in my head: Ecclesiastes, "The Preacher" - Alias of King Solomon...

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven:

A time to be born and a time to die
A time to plant and a time to reap
A time to kill and a time to heal
A time to break down and a time to build up
A time to weep and a time to laugh
 A time to mourn and a time to dance
A time to cast away stones and a time to gather stones together
A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing
A time to get and a time to lose
A time to keep and a time to cast away;
A time to rend and a time to sew
A time to keep silence and a time to speak
A time to love and a time to hate
A time of war and a time of peace.

Thought for the week in my head: By changing the inner attitudes of my mind, I can change the outer aspects of my life.

Thing for the week in my life: Self-control. To stop sweating the small stuff. And to remember in the larger scheme of things, it Is ALL small stuff.

Song for the week in my head: City of New Orleans by Arlo Guthrie

All along the southbound odyssey...the train pulls out of Kankakee...
Rolls along past houses, farms, and fields.
Passin’ trains that have no names, and graveyards full of old black men,
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.

Good mornin’ America! How are you?
Say, don’t you know me? — I’m your Native Son!
I’m the train they call the City of New Orleans,
I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Dealin' card games... with the old man in the club car...
Penny a point, ain't no one keepin' score.
There's the paper bag that holds the bottle...
Feel the wheels, rumblin' 'neath the floor.

Night time on the City of New Orleans,
Changin' cars in Memphis Tennessee.
Halfway home, we'll be there by mornin'.
Through the Mississippi darkness,
Rollin' down to the sea...

(Well, you know ... :)

Food for the week in my belly: Chimichangas. Made with loving hands by someone who cares about me.

Colour for the week in my life: Gray. Skies. Snow already. Gone now though. I do like autumn.

Smile for the week on my face is: Trying to imagine Obama handling wars, economy, and people yelling at him when he screws up. Will he retreat into his shell like Bush when the rotten tomatoes start flying? Time will tell. But the hopeless look on his face as his hair gets gray and he morphs into dubya II will be interesting. God help us, though.

Blessing for the week in my heart: A very special friend, very far away.
Tagging: is voluntary. YOU are invited.


  1. Good God! You're wonderful. Do you know that?

    Thank you for doing this for me... and thank you for being.

  2. Loved this! Oh and food made from a person who cares is always the best, no matter if it's burned, over spiced, or soggy when it shouldn't be. :)

  3. This was an interesting one. Very thoughtful answers too.

  4. Good God you have a lot rolling around in that hat hanger don't you. I should have known. :)Very happy someone cares about you and makes you special food. Why you ask? Because you are special.

  5. I love your Eccles quote, my favourite one from that book is

    Ecc 12:13 Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.

    It is so simple if you think about it, hey?

  6. Good to see your "song in my head" reference to Arlo Guthrie's version of Steve Goodman's "City of New Orleans." Goodman often doesn't get his due. You might be interested in my 800-page biography, "Steve Goodman: Facing the Music." The book delves deeply into the genesis of "City of New Orleans," and Arlo Guthrie is a key source among my 1,050 interviewees and even contributed the foreword.

    You can find out more at my Internet site (below). Amazingly, the book's first printing sold out in just eight months, all 5,000 copies, and a second printing of 5,000 is available now. The second printing includes hundreds of little updates and additions, including 30 more photos for a total of 575. It won a 2008 IPPY (Independent Publishers Association) silver medal for biography: To order a second-printing copy, see the "online store" page of my site. Just trying to spread word about the book. Feel free to do the same!

    Clay Eals
    1728 California Ave. S.W. #301
    Seattle, WA 98116-1958

    (206) 935-7515
    (206) 484-8008

  7. Yes Candy. So true. :)

    Chica, It's the only kind of food i will eat anymore. If McDonald's doesn't show me love, they can stick it. :)

    Janet - Why, thank you! Tagging you now.... :)

    EttaRose - I am a goddam intellectual. Such a burden sometimes. :)

    FrostyGirl - I fear Him alright. But have a hard time keeping all the commandments part. Maybe that's why I fear him! :) You know what? You need to be tagged. I want to see your thoughts. So tag. :)

    Clay, anybody who writes an 800 page bio on a songwriter who only lived as long as Mozart did, and then still has the energy to visit my blog deserves a sale. I'll go look at it. And I'm guessing it took more than one beer to get Arlo to take pen in hand. :) I hope you come back, my friend.



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