As a kid, we used to laugh at this song. Well, my generation has come full circle and now it's us who are flying up and down the streets... while talking on our cell phones.


:O

This is what children in the U.S. watched in the morning:


If you're lucky, I'll show you what we watched in the afternoon.

... which started the whole world crying. Ah, if they'd only seen that the joke was on me.

- Lyrics from a pre-disco BeeGees song.

And it describes a lot of what goes into the world on a global scale today.

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Our annual celebration of our Declaration of Independence was 5 days ago.

Every evening and night since, I hear or see fireworks going off. I know we Americans like a good fireworks display, but 5 days later it gets a little old.

Why not save the leftovers and shoot them off on January 1st?

Just a suggestion.

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American proud:


U.S.A.!

This little ditty was just made for some of you on NN:

"First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is." Line from an old Donovan song from the '60s.

That's how I felt today when I was outside... back and forth between clouds and sunshine.

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I was cutting through an alley downtown when I happened to see a kid working on breaking down boxes for his store's dumpster.
There was a very high stack of flattened boxes lying there as he worked on another box.

I nodded and asked if the work was keeping him busy. He answered (with a straight face):

"I've had my hands in more boxes today than a gynecologist at a free clinic."

I winked, smiled and told him I'd leave him to it, then and walked on to my destination.

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The road I live off of is a major artery in my little town. It traverses from the east to west ends, straight through the heart of the city. Even with little or no traffic, it would take you around a half an hour to drive its' length.

This past year it has been repaved. Quite a feat that took several months of work, finally being finished in May. I love driving on it... there's nothing quite like a long smooth ride through town now.

Last night I had a silly dream. Someone was patching several spots where the road had been dug up for utility work. I was outraged and threatened physical violence to these people for destroying months of hard work.

After I awoke this morning, I walked out to get my morning paper from my mailbox. I walked a little further and just stood there, alternately looking east and west at this fine road. I know it's only a matter of time until that surly dream becomes a reality. But for now, I can smile and revel in that which to me is a man made work of labor and art.

I feel a drive coming on.

Just wanted to see if this works yet.


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