Miracle. All of it.

Worth re-blogging because it really is a miracle.

Live & Learn

When the first teeth appear, these little stones slowly pushed up through the child’s red gums, appearing at first like sharp little points, then standing there like miniature white towers in the mouth, it is hard not to be astonished, for where do they come from? Nothing that enters the baby, mostly milk but also a little mashed banana and potato, bears the slightest resemblance to teeth, which in contrast to the food are hard. Yet this must be what happens – that certain substances are extracted from this partly liquid, partly soft nourishment and transported to the jaws, where they are assembled into the material used to make teeth. But how? That skin and flesh, nerves and sinews are formed and grow is perhaps just as great a mystery, but it doesn’t feel that way. The tissue is soft and living, the cells stand open to each other and to…

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“Time For One More Song, People”

As I awoke this morning, one of the first thoughts of the new day was that  I forgot to add this song to the “Storm preparedness” list yesterday.

Why I woke up thinking about the blog?  I do not know.

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Forecast as of 0800 on 9/9

The forecast keep getting better for us here in the Aiken-Augusta area and it looks like we will have nothing more than a breezy, rainy and cool Monday.  OK, that might be somewhat of an understatement, but it’s better than it was.

There has always been some disagreement  regarding  who was the better REO Speedwagon singer, Michael Murphy (shown below) or Kevin Cronin, who still fronts the band today?  Personally, I like both of them.  One of my favorite live albums, (as illustrated on my top 20 “Live” albums of all time) has Kevin at the helm.

The title of this post refers to the line Kevin uses to begin the introduction to Ridin The Storm Out, the last song of each show.

It was around the time of the video below that I first saw REO and it is possible, that this can be the video that  I saw late one Saturday night in 1974  (age 14) while babysitting a neighbor. Regardless, I heard Gary (RIP) play this song and I was hooked.

What music are you listening to today?

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No Point Running. . .

. . .  ‘cuz it’s coming your way”

I’m keeping in tune with today’s  “storm” theme.

From 1974.  I remember talking my parents into buying this album as a Christmas present and I listened to it again and again and again.  This is such a tight record.  Blackmore and the late, Jon Lord just have at it on this one.

The title track from Stormbringer.  (The studio version superimposed with concert footage)

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Something’s On The Move

“And the weatherman says something’s on the move. . .”

From the Stormwatch Album.

How appropriate.

I was not able to find an acceptable live performance, but here is the studio version with lyrics below.

Drummers, please note the judicious use of cowbell.

Something’s on the Move

She wore a black tiara
Rare gems upon her fingers
And she came from distant waters
Where northern lights explode

To celebrate the dawning
Of the new wastes of winter
Gathering royal momentum
On the icy road.

With chill mists swirling
Like petticoats in motion
Sighted on horizons
For ten thousand years

The lady of the ice sounds
A deathly distant rumble
To Titanic-breaking children lost
In melting crystal tears.

Capturing black pieces
In a glass-fronted museum
The white queen rolls
On the chessboard of the dawn

Squeezing through the valleys
Pausing briefly in the corries
The Ice-Mother mates
And a new age is born.

Driving all before her
Un-stoppable, un-straining
Her cold creaking mass
Follows reindeer down.

Thin spreading fingers seek
To embrace the sill-warm bundles
That huddle on the doorsteps
Of a white London Town.

Oh, sunshine take me now away from here
I’m a needle on a spiral in a groove.
And the turntable spins
As the last waltz begins

And the weather-man says
Something’s on the move.

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I Am Just A Dreamer . . .

“I am just a dreamer and you are just a dream”

As all eyes (at least in this part of the country) are on Irma, I figured this might be an appropriate distratction. Maybe the first of a few as another hurricane song just came to mind.

Current forecast, subject to change, includes winds 50-70 mph for us on Monday.

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A Lesson Learned

Don’t count the number of friends you have but the number of friends you can count on.

  This lesson has been reinforced repeatedly over the last eight months. th.jpeg

  Talk is cheap.  Hiding is even cheaper.

  Following through on a promise and sometimes doing even more,  is a blessing  that will never be forgotten.

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One Morning At The Pharmacy

Upon arriving home, a husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife. Tearfully she explained, “It’s the pharmacist. He insulted me terribly this morning on the phone. I had to call multiple times before he would even answer the phone.”

Immediately, the husband drove down town to confront the pharmacist, and demand an apology
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Before he could say more than a word or two, the pharmacist told him, “Now, just a minute, listen to my side of it… This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late getting up. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, just to realize that I’d locked the house with both house and car keys inside and had to break a window to get my keys.

“Then, driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket. Later, when I 
was about three blocks from the store, I had a flat tire.”

“When I finally got to the store a bunch of people were waiting for me to open up. I got the store opened and started waiting on these people, all the time the darn phone was ringing.”

He continued, “Then I had to break a roll of coins against the cash 
register drawer to make change, and they spilled all over the floor. I 
had to get down on my hands and knees to pick up the coins and the phone was still ringing.

“When I came up I cracked my head on the open cash drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase with a bunch of perfume bottles on it. Half of them hit the floor and broke.”th-1

“Meanwhile, the phone is still ringing with no let up, and when I finally got back to answer it, it was your wife wanting to know how to use a rectal thermometer.
 
Believe me Mister, as God is my witness, all I did was tell her.”
Thanks, Carla
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