This is the scene I woke up to on my 33rd birthday: A simple, elegant, vibrant daisy brilliantly and naturally lit by the morning sun.
I work for a non-profit agency in Watts, CA: One of the most impoverished communities in the country. This morning I was humbly honored with the opportunity to sing for the senior citizen's in one of our programs. I asked whether it was appropriate to perform this medley, along with Strange Fruit and Lift Ev'ry Voice and Sing and they agreed. Hope you enjoy.
There's a movie called Office Space that sums up everything wrong about every office, every where. I bear a mildly amusing resemblance to Milton in real life at my job: In the ten plus years I've worked here, my office has changed no less than ten times. Thankfully my days of moving are over. …
Any major changes in your life in the past six months? Any happy constants? Aging doesn't count.
I blubber at the drop of a hat! "Look at the baby, the flowers, the sun, the old couple, the dad and his boy, the kittens, the puppies, the tiny hedgehogs, the butterflieeeees." (Sniffle)