Green, White and Red....
And to secret the noon of your relentless inmates
To water your pair lotus of the chasms
And to vanish the stars of your calms
I die with the dearth of your storm
And I relive to the hope of your warmth
While, the meaning of this whatever-you-may-call remains a mystery to others, it might well be the story of my life. And it does look like a happy story......
Nearly 24 hrs after the heart burn in the brain stopped pounding:
The V day efforts of spending quality time on something for a good cause finally brought a great deal of happiness today. The V day workshop in helping a Lexington Herald photographer on touching up certain portraits for charity auction brought in 16 grand of green bills for Haiti. I am also getting a certificate of appreciation for the efforts to go into my off-the-field resume. :D
Talking about V day conundrums (Abhikoo - had to steal the phrase :D), I used the two tickets for Lexington Opera House's, as a trade to baby sit some more time with Carla and Kemp Jr and had a gala of a time. There is no way that I would go to a show named "Menopause", that too 'alone'. The tickets were won for being the first song requester on V midnight. Seems like they considered me pathetic enough to not call the girl friend, and gifted me enough to keep my spirit on check.. :)) :|
And this is what I've been listening today "Can't Stop" by RHCP and "In the Night" by Joseph Arthur (Bad youtube link)
And I had to laugh my way back to the lab (of course after the visit to the loo) considering whether I was (/still am) a Gifted child or a Special child.... :))