Bees and Boston

I looked out this morning and the sun was gone
Turned on some music to start my day
I lost myself in a familiar song
I closed my eyes and I slipped away

(Boston, More Than A Feeling)



Now if you’re feelin’ kinda low ’bout the dues you’ve been paying
Future’s coming much too slow
And you want to run but somehow you just keep on stayin’
Can’t decide on which way to go
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I understand about indecision
But I don’t care if I get behind
People livin’ in competition
All I want is to have my peace of mind, yeah, whoa

(Boston, Peace of Mind)



Day is night in New York City
Smoke, like water, runs inside
Steel idle trees to pity
Every living things that’s died

Gonna hitch a ride
Head for the other side
Leave it all behind
Never change my mind
Gonna sail away
Sun lights another day
Freedom on my mind
Carry me away for the last time
Oh yeah

(Boston, Hitch A Ride)





Don’t look back
A new day is breakin’
It’s been too long since I felt this way
I don’t mind where I get taken
The road is callin’
Today is the day

(Boston, Don’t Look Back)




We’re gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll
You gotta let yourself go, the band’s gonna take control
We’re gettin’ down today
We’ll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight

Smokin’, Smokin’
We’re cookin’ tonight, just keep on tokin’
Smokin’, Smokin’
I feel alright, mamma I’m not jokin’, yeah

Get your feet to the floor, everybody rock and roll
You’ve got nothing to lose just the rhythm and blues, that’s all, yeah
We’re gonna feel ok
We’ll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight


For those who love winter

Ragweed pollen is high. Too bad it can’t get you high. (Achoooooo!)

Do you remember the time before there was a UV Index on the weather report? I do, although I don’t think anyone pays attention to the UV Index anyway. It’s been a 10 out of 10 all summer, but it’s now starting to go down to an 8 out of 10. Yippee. (Achooooo!)

Humidity is also kinda high, but I can’t complain about the humidity in Albuquerque. Compared to Houston, this is nothing. Late this afternoon, the temperature was at 86 degrees, but it “feels like” 83. That’s a deal. Drove with my windows down and didn’t even break a sweat. Ah, fresh air. (Achoooooo!)


Dear Snow: Ignore all your detractors. We can’t wait to see ya.


Anyone remember the Snowman Challenge from last year?


May the snow be with you.