It's a long way to the top...

...if you want to rock and ro-o-oll. 

Got this snappy little ditty by AC/DC firmly stuck in my head thanks to Jack Black and the movie "School of Rock". 

Love the movie.  Fun and funny.  Jack Black is pretty talented in a number of ways-comedy, acting, vocals, not to mention he could do a comedy bit using nothing more than facial expressions and it would leave you laughing.  The unoriginal storyline of the lovable loser who makes earnest but big mistakes, gets busted, then finds love, redemption or acceptance in the end woulnd't have been sucessful without the talents of Jack Black and his ten year old band mates. 

Yes, he was their "teacher" but they tought him too.

See, now it's been a while since I've covered any of the stupid stuff category here in the blog, which this movie definitely is, but it also touches a bit on life as well.  No love though.  Unless you consider Joan Cusack's principal charactor getting hit on backstage by a barechested (other than the tattoo), leather clad rocker/poser.

I think I just did a movie review...wtf?

Miles to go

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
 
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
 
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

robert frost

genius in so many ways, the simple repeating rhythms, the clever linking of rhymes from the third line of each stanza into the first, second and fourth lines of the following stanza, and then there is the eerie appreciation of the dark beauty found in nature and in life.  The dreamlike perspective that views the dark depths as lovely, linked with the reality of obligations and life's long journey.

miles to go...

Peace to the Planet...

seaglass

broken bottles on the shore...tumble long enough , then you have sea glass....memories are like broken bottles, sometimes......

the more i read this the more I love it. deep. meaningful. brief. true. wish I wrote it. makes me happy and sad all at once.

credit to fellow poet and friend D.D.