“My New Life Is Waiting, In Old Mexico!” From Robert Earl Keen, Texas Alt-Country, the best music on the planet. And the best source for that? KPFT out of Houston. kpft.org, check out Saturday morning’s especially. Pe Te’s Cajun Bandstand from 6-9 a.m., Lone Star Jukebox from 9-noon, Spare Change from 12-3.
I’ve been tuning it in every weekend, subliminally immersing those around me into a culture that you won’t find anywhere else in the world.
And its working. Breakfast this morning was fresh tamales, homemade salsa, two eggs sunny side up, and a deep cup of fresh ground Brazilian coffee.
We’ve been eating farm fresh eggs lately. None are perfect, just like people, but all offer their own special addition to the quality of this omelet called life. We’re also studying chickens, selecting the right mix for our upcoming enterprise. Expect the scoop on the coop poop later this spring.
Sunny side up then. That’s the prescription for happiness. Looking at the best side of things. And don’t doubt for a moment that we all deserve to be happy.
Being comfortable in your own skin is a great start. Accepting responsibilities for our own actions, mistakes, weaknesses, and other personal foibles. Nobody is perfect after all. And that’s ok, really it is. You don’t always have to have someone else to blame.
And I’m borrowing a quote from another site this morning, it wasn’t credited but I’m boosting it because I like it: “Making a hundred friends is not a miracle. The miracle is to make a single friend who will stand by your side even when hundreds are against you.” Thanks for sharing Paul.
This coming Sunday is the annual Green Party down at Miller’s Landing. Peak Performance’s Blarney Stone 5K does things the way I like them. No additional charges for beer, no additional charges for pizza. I mean c’mon, shouldn’t all races be that way?
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