Category: Life

  • I Can Hear Music, Sweet Sweet Music

    There is no doubt that music is a big part of my life.

    I’m one of those people that while in conversation, when a random word or phrase is spoken, my brain will access a song lyric with those exact words. Depending on the setting, I often break into song right then. If it can’t be sung out loud, it’s always sung in my head. Although it’s never been admitted, I’m sure this drives my family crazy. I like to think that it’s something that my two boys (10 and 13) will always remember about their Dad. I just hope when they tell people about it, it’s not preceded with “One thing that drove me crazy about my Dad was…..” and if it is, I hope they add “I’ll never forget that about him”.

    I grew up in the 70’s so I would have to say this is my favorite decade of music. There is something amazingly wonderful about the memories of youth that make music from that time extra special.

    70s.gifI’m not sure when exactly my musical button was pushed, but I imagine it was sometime in ’72 or ’73 around age 8. I have to thank my oldest brother Dennis (10 years my senior) for filling the house with some amazing early 70’s music. I smile when I think about his LPs and 8-track tapes of The Carpenters, Blood Sweat & Tears, Chase and especially Chicago. In fact, if I had to choose one album that really ignited my love (obsession) for music it would be Chicago II. To this day, I know every single drum, horn, and vocal part in my head of that album. I’ll bet I’ve heard it 300 times – and it was a double album! I recently got a DVD-Audio surround sound copy of it for my car – heaven!

    “Hey Mom, where’s Dad?”
    “He’s out in the garage in his car again.”

    My first records were the ones that came on the back of cereal boxes. That was some pretty cool technology for back in the 70’s! I seem to remember having a record of “Sugar Sugar” by The Archies (which came on a box of Super Sugar Crisp – the cereal responsible for the birth of ADHD and a name they would NEVER use today), but “Sugar Sugar” came out in 1969 which means I was only 4 or 5 – perhaps it made another run in the early 70’s and made it onto the back of King Vitamin or Boo-Berry. I do remember the cereal box version of The Partridge Family’s “I Think I Love You”, but the standout cereal box record for me was a wonderful pop masterpiece called “Heartbeat It’s A Lovebeat” by The “we are trying really hard to be the Osmonds” DeFranco Family featuring Tony DeFranco (as Donnie). I played that cardboard record until the hard paper grooves wore off, then talked my Mom into buying me the actual vinyl 45. I love that song to this day!

    By the mid-70’s, I was old enough to have a paper route. I saved up all my paper route money to buy my first stereo from Radio Shack (my audiophile paradise in 1976). It was a Realistic Receiver/Cassette combo – a honking huge, heavy box with large dials and a built-in cassette player, 2 Radio Shack speakers, and a Technics turntable. I’m telling you, I was in 7th grade utopia with that setup. I can only imagine how many needles I went through … especially in the later 70’s playing many of my records backwards to listen for hidden Satanic messages. Unfortunately, all I ever heard, and just one time, was “Satan banana banana banana Satan” – it was pretty scary.

    I remember my first record purchase. It was at Sears and I bought the following:

    1. The Sweet (Featuring Blockbuster and Little Willy)
    2. Van Halen – Self Titled
    3. Barry Manilow – Even Now

    No kidding. And I loved all three of those albums.

    I still do.

    Today, I have thousands of 70’s songs in my music collection and to single out favorites is difficult, but here are a few. I’ll add comments to these as I have time…

    My Sharona – The Knack

    It’s hard to believe that it will soon be 30 years since this song owned the #1 spot in the charts for what seemed like the entire summer of 1979. My fondest memory of My Sharona is it’s long run at #1. In Cleveland, Casey Kasem’s Top 40 Countdown radio show always started at 9am and ran until Noon on Sunday mornings. As soon as church was done on Sundays around 11:45 I would get the car keys from my Dad and run out to the car to see if My Sharona was still #1. Now that I know what My Sharona is about, how comical that I was running out of church to listen to it!

    Midnight At The Oasis – Maria Muldaur

    I have a very strong memory of riding in my brother’s car and hearing this song on the car radio. It was 1974 – I was 8 and my brother Dennis was 18. Green Pontiac Ventura.

    Undercover Angel – Alan O’Day
    Shakedown Cruise – Jay Ferguson
    Lonely Boy – Andrew Gold
    Daniel – Elton John
    Heart of Glass – Blondie
    Get Down – Gilbert O’Sullivan
    Rock On – David Essex
    Little Willy – The Sweet
    Heartbeat It’s A Lovebeat – The Defranco Family
    Nights In White Satin – The Moody Blues
    I’m Not In Love – 10cc
    Magic – Pilot
    Shannon – Henry Gross
    Frankenstein – Edgar Winter Group
    Run To Me – Bee Gees
    Make Me Smile – Chicago
    Space Oddity – David Bowie
    Help Me – Joni Mitchell
    Hello It’s Me – Todd Rundgren

    More soon…

  • Blue Like Jazz – Free Chapter

    0785263705.jpgI just finished Blue Like Jazz written by Donald Miller. There’s a summary of Blue Like Jazz on my Nightstand page and a link if you want to pick it up at Biblio.

    Miller has become one of my favorite authors and I especially enjoy his refreshing take on life and Christianity. It’s different than anything I’ve read in a very long time. I’ll write some more about this book in the coming weeks. Until then, click the link below if you’d like to read Chapter 1 of Blue Like Jazz:

    Blue Like Jazz – Chapter 1 (PDF – Acrobat Reader required)

  • I Feel Sorry For Morning Snow

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    This is an actual snippet from Weather.com for tomorrow.

    Poor Morning Snow.

    I bet she gets tired giving way to that bully Afternoon Snow.

  • Trouble At Starbucks

    Trouble At Starbucks

    Somewhere, behind this door, is my friend and colleague Sean, who while on the toilet is sending me text messages with sad-looking smiley faces.

    Poor guy.

    Too much cheese I suppose.

  • Is That Who You Are?

    An interesting thing happened to me last week.

    I was in downtown Cleveland and after a meeting, was walking back to my car. While walking down the sidewalk, I was thinking about the meeting and not paying much attention to anything or anyone.

    As I walked past a lady standing near the bus stop, she approached me and asked me for some money. It was one of those things that happens very quickly and by the time I had a chance to reply, I had already passed her. I nonchalantly said, “Sorry” and kept on walking.

    Within just a few seconds, I knew that I had not done what I was supposed to do. I found myself asking, “Is that who you are?”

    I made it to my car and drove back to find her still standing by the bus stop. I was able to get her attention and gave her some money.

    In these types of situations, I don’t give money to everyone that asks. But on this one, I knew I was supposed to. Anyone else had a similar situation?

  • Honest Prayer

    Prayer is such a challenge for me. It’s hard to explain why. I found this prayer today and although I tend to skim through things like this, I really liked the honor and honesty. This is from “markster” on the ChristianityToday.com message boards:

    My Father and your Son, as I go out into the world today; I take the command to stop and think about my actions and thoughts. I just want to live a peaceful life, and be surrounded by peaceful people. I will control my lust today, I will not curse today, I forgive my self, as you have done; for not honoring my parents and my family name, today I will live with honor. I know I can do these things, because you died on the cross for me, and I believe in your grace, and I so anxiously beg to please you.

    Thanks again and again for my forgiveness, and never ending supply of love and grace, please come with me today as I go out and make my calls, please point us in the direction of prosperity oh great God, bring me back home safely and peaceful so I can be the man I have to be for my partner and small children. Its all in your hands Jesus, and I feel the empowerment to be a Good and GODLY man today……I pray in Your great name. Amen.

  • This Just In…

    A friend sent this important news story to me and I felt it was urgent to pass along:

    This morning, from a cave somewhere in Pakistan, Taliban Minister of Migration, Mohammed Omar, warned the United States that if military action against Iraq continues, Taliban authorities will cut off America’s supply of convenience store managers.

    And if this action does not yield sufficient results, cab drivers will be next, followed by Dell and AOL customer service reps.

    It’s getting ugly.

  • Boss?

    Boss?

    Have you been in a place of business lately and had someone call you “Boss”? That trend is really starting to annoy me.

    I don’t want to be called “Boss” by anyone. The last person to call me that was a waiter at a restaurant. It felt like they wanted me to feel in charge of them, but in a slave/master way that made me uncomfortable. Are they trying to prey on my psyche to get a bigger tip?

    Stop calling me “Boss”, please already.

  • Mannequin Bras

    Why is it necessary for female mannequins to be so perky? Is that really necessary? Can someone please take them to the underwear department and find them all bras?