Boring stories of

Of my blog?
Of my life?
Hey, boring is very subjective so watch your labeling.

Same three colors all day every day.

Before you read further, deeper with growing anticipation, here’s my warning. This post is boring.

So going through my spotify playlist, Bruce’s song “Glory Days” hooked me for a few plays. I studied the lyrics. This post title comes from his lyrics.

Here’s another lyric selection:

"...And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it But I probably will..."

Well I did and still do.

 

Last week I read the news of a guy in Michigan who unearthed 160 bowling balls in his backyard. That same day I read that in Dubai they opened up the world’s deepest swimming (diving?) pool. This is my attempt at reading balanced news.

I tossed a few words around and came up with these one liners.

Gum line - Don’t cross, I’m defending my gum line.
Praise the Lord and pass the admonition.

Here’s a boring discovery. Do you realize people create videos of reading boring stories and offer them on youtube? Should I start recording readings of my blog posts?

Einstein quote, “I have no special talents, I am only passionately curious.” I found the quote in “Einstein his Life and Universe” by Walter Isaacson.

Oh one more thought to consider. Your past glory is very subjective too. It's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Watch out now, take care

Watch out for technology messing up your day. According to this report, a driver in Iowa trusted the GPS directions more than the road construction signs.

Please Do Think and Drive

That struck-in-wet-concrete car reminds of a few sites I visited on a recent trip. I traveled through the Texas panhandle for my first time. (BTW I would not suggest panhandling in the panhandle.) If you happen to have a little time in Amarillo TX., and you cautiously use your GPS you should have no trouble finding the Cadillac Ranch and Combine City (the half buried combines were harder to find but Google Maps knew their location). So when they extract that car from the concrete it should be ready for becoming buried art.

 

Cadillac Ranch after a rain

 

Combine City

 

 

George Harrison back in the 1970’s warned us to beware of many things:

Watch out now
Take care, beware of falling swingers
Dropping all around you

Watch out now
Take care, beware of soft shoe shufflers
Dancing down the sidewalks

Watch out now
Take care, beware of greedy leaders
They'll take you where you should not go

Oh one more warning - beware of half buried combines.

Running down a

Running down a dream ? Sometimes I wonder if I'm running down a blog. Do you heard the crickets?

 

running down to a Blues Brothers cover band concert

 

Just today I came across (I don't recall how) a quick little song by Barbra Streisand titled "The Minute Waltz". It has me thinking of people who often run late. In other words running down the clock.

 

Oh if you do go running down the highways and byways, don't forget to protect your ducky.

 

Oh here's a clip of the song that started this post. Dreams are weird.