Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Weepy Daddy

I just heard this song and it made me all weepy. Poor Miri, with the marshmallow dad.

The Things We've Handed Down by Marc Cohn

Don't know much about you
Don't know who you are
We've been doing fine without you
But, we could only go so far
Don't know why you chose us
Were you watching from above
Is there someone there that knows us
Said we'd give you all our love

Will you laugh just like your mother
Will you sigh like your old man
Will some things skip a generation
Like I've heard they often can
Are you a poet or a dancer
A devil or a clown
Or a strange new combination of
The things we've handed down

I wonder who you'll look like
Will your hair fall down and curl
Will you be a mama's boy
Or daddy's little girl
Will you be a sad reminder
Of what's been lost along the way
Maybe you can help me find her
In the things you do and say

And these things that we have given you
They are not so easily found
But you can thank us later
For the things we've handed down

You may not always be so grateful
For the way that you were made
Some feature of your father's
That you'd gladly sell or trade
And one day you may look at us
And say that you were cursed
But over time that line has been
Extremely well rehearsed
By our fathers, and their fathers
In some old and distant town
From places no one here remembers
Come the things we've handed down

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Everybody needs...

...a ukulele! I'm learning to play and it is the happiest little intstrument on the planet. Just strumming it makes me grin and I haven't learned a single chord! Stressed? Get an aloha shirt, some tikis and a ukulele and you will be transported to happy land (which I guess is somewhere near Hawai'i).

Friday, February 03, 2006

Growing older but not up

I did a short TV spot yesterday for my job and, when I saw it later, I noticed that my 40 years are finally starting to show. I'm not so fixated on my weight anymore (for my daughter's sake) but my face is starting to show the passage of time. So am I getting old? Nah...just older! Life is a barrel of monkeys right now, with my new job and little girl. And my wonderful wife just gets more beautiful every day. Not bad for a forty year old...