Finished my obligatory three flights in thirty years, all in two days, so I'm taking today away from it all. Alabama and Mississippi made me cognizant of how fortunate I really am.
Last week, I eased into my kayak to complete a minor trip. The sun was shining, but the water was quite cold as I flipped that little bugger over in less than two minutes.
It always felt like the third dimension when the staff would get together to hammer out our mission statement. I, the Unbeliever, would always say, if you don't know why you are coming to school, you should have a different job. Teachers teach.
Paging through the Economist revealed another mission sense that has its place in todays world even though it was written in 1843---
To take part in a "Severe contrast between intelligence, which presses forward, and an unworthy, timid ignorance obstructing our progress." Clarity, if nothing else.
My mission is to leave Michigan. Perhaps it is the severe contrast between a full blown winter storm and the Easter season that has me on edge.
One of Dale Carnegie's fundamental tenets is if you can do something once, you can do it twice, if you can do it twice, you can make a habit of it. The thinking works. Pictured is the third batch of spaghetti I have ever made.
The finesse is if you spell spaghetti three times in a row, you can spell it.
Maureen Dowd, in her piece on fashion, quotes a master. Bill Cunningham: " You see, if you don't take money, they can't tell you what to do, kid. ...Money's the cheapest thing. Liberty, freedom is the most expensive."
Like a junkie, I combed the used bookstore looking for hardcover. In between, the balance of the Thomas Covenant trilogies, I am stuck midstream, no luck again, but I know they exist. The local library is getting them from the upper peninsula... far away from a different time.