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Polaroid photo by Edward McKuen, August 2002 ©2002 by Stanyan Music Group. All rights reserved.

A Thought for Today

Not every wound the wounded carry leaves a visible scar.

 

WHEN THE BILL COMES DUE

Bill Gates didn’t become the man he is by being a dummy. Here are some of Mr. G’s thoughtful observations courtesy of Sheri.

GOOD ADVICE

Sheri writes:

“I love this guy and all he does for charities. Here’s a speech he recently gave at a high school concerning a few things life, no school can teach you.”

RULES FOR THE ROAD AHEAD

Rule 1: Life is not fair-- get used to it.

Rule 2: The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3: You will NOT make forty thousand dollars a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice president with a car phone, until you earn both.

Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss. He doesn't have tenure.

Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a different word for burger flipping-- they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it is NOT your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes; learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills; cleaning your clothes, and listening to you talk about how cool you are. So, before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parents' generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life has not. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades, and they will give you as many times, as you want to get the right answer. This does not bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off, and very few employers are interested in helping you find yourself. You have to do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life, people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.


And what would a good bit of advice from Mr. Microsoft with the accompanying Bill Gates Joke. This one comes from Kayse.

PURGATORY

Bill Gates met God, and God said, "Well, Bill, I'm really confused on this one. I'm not sure whether to send you to Heaven or to Hell. After all, you enormously helped society by putting a computer in almost every home in the world, and yet you created that ghastly Windows. I'm going to do something I've never done before. I'm going to let you decide where you want to go."

Bill Gates said, "What's the difference between the two?" God said, "It might help you decide if you took a peek at both places.

Shall we look at Hell first?" Bill was amazed. He saw a clean, white sandy beach with clear waters. There were thousands of beautiful men and women running around, playing in the water, laughing and frolicking about. The sun was shining and the temperature was perfect.

"This is great!" said Bill. "If this is Hell, I can't wait to see Heaven."

God said, "Let's go!" and off they went to Heaven. Bill saw puffy white clouds in a beautiful blue sky, with angels drifting about playing harps and singing. It was nice, but surely not as enticing as Hell. Bill thought for only a brief moment and rendered his decision, "God, I do believe I would prefer to go to Hell."

"As you wish," said God. Two weeks later, God decided to check up on the late billionaire to see how things were going. He found Bill shackled to a wall, screaming amidst the hot flames in a dark cave. He was being tortured by demons with pitchforks.

"How ya doin', Bill?" asked God.

Bill responded with anguish and despair, "This is awful! This is not what I expected at all! What happened to the beach and the beautiful women playing in the water?"

"Oh, that," said God. "That was the screen saver."

If John Lennon were still with us he’d be turning 62 tomorrow.
Below is a poem I wrote about him in 1981. And speaking of birthdays two of my Aussie friends are celebrating this week.
Today Jill Bonney turns nineteen never mind and on Saturday Coral Druyn reaches the ripe young age of none of your business.

Don’t forget to join Webmaster Ken tomorrow for his weekly This One Does It For Me feature. Sleep warm.

RM 10/7/2002 11:12 PM PST

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What we want we cannot have. What we have we long ago stopped wanting.

I defy a headache or a stomach grumble to order me away from hope.

JOHN LENNON, 1940 – 1980

This man
came across the universe
                         when needed
crying 'nothing's gonna change
                        my world'
and was taken from it
long before the job
that he invented for himself
                       was finished.

The silt that settles in and saddens
erases endings and enrages starts
is not that maniacs continue
to still genius,
it is the knowledge knocked into us
                                    yet again
that peace is not with the people
and love cannot, will not be legislated,
It does not spread among us
with the urgency of pestilence or plague.

Lunacy is the new epidemic.
Will there be statistics soon
that tell us madness now strikes
                                     one in four?

The widow and the child
the nation and the citizen
                     cannot mourn
and by so doing be relieved.

With presidents and popes
                        and poet minstrels
                              in the crossfire,
who walks in safety?
Not the Georgia child,
not the city subway rider,
not some divided country
believed that it fights a holy war
by sacrificing its people
                         to famine and fast.

It is not enough to hope
                        that ashes
taken by the wind so quickly
will come to earth as seeds,
and new John Lennons will begin to sprout
by the thousands and the thousands.
We must continue to BELIEVE
that many are the men of peace
who from time to time will set out
to walk among us.

Even now
as we await, anticipate
the arrival of the newest architect
                        of sensibility
we are late in joining hands
to form a circle of protection for him.

But I have noticed, only recently
that the widows of slain giants
take on a certain afterglow,
or was this the shine
that illuminated those great men
                                before the slayings
seen only now
because the greatness we observed
                                      has been removed.
Perhaps it is a partnership,
one we never understood.
                                If so
the half that stayed behind
shines brighter than most constellations,
their guiding light or residue
remains a beacon
a searchlight that still scans the heavens
in search of that bright beam
                        that went ahead.

                                - from "The Beautiful Strangers", 1981

 
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