Wednesday, June 10, 2015

That Wasn't Me - Brandi Carlile




Hang on, just hang on for a minute
I've got something to say
I'm not asking you to move on or forget it
But these are better days

To be wrong all along and admit it is not amazing grace
But to be loved like a song you remember
Even when you've changed

Tell me...

Did I go on a tangent?
Did I lie through my teeth?
Did I cause you to stumble on your feet?
Did I bring shame on my family?
Did it show when I was weak?
Whatever you've seen, that wasn't me
That wasn't me. Oh, that wasn't me.

When you're lost you will toss every lucky coin you'll ever trust
And you'll hide from your god like he ever turns his back on us
And you'll fall all the way to the bottom and land on your own knife
But you'll learn who you are even if it doesn't take your life

Tell me...

Did I go on a tangent?
Did I lie through my teeth?
Did I cause you to stumble on your feet?
Did I bring shame on my family?
Did it show when I was weak?
Whatever you've seen, that wasn't me
That wasn't me. No, that wasn't me

But I want you to know that you'll never be alone.

I wanna believe.

Do I make myself a blessing to everyone I meet?
When you fall I will get you on your feet
Do I spend time with my family?
Does it show when I am weak?
When that's what you see, that will be me
That will be me, that will be me
That will be me

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Restoration update

My buddy Dan and I have been restoring a 1962 Ducati Monza Junior that had been sitting in a farmer's field for decades. We finally have the engine back.
Here are the results:

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Hindsight

When your mind wants to bolt, but your heart hangs on, it is because you don’t know with absolute certainty what the truth is. When you waste so much time on something that you want to believe is true, you begin to overthink things. Eventually, something obvious becomes twisted into something absurd, which keeps us from believing a simpler answer. Over time, you believe your own lies and fantasies to shield yourself from hurt, when following what is logical would have been the quickest way to healing. It is through your own self-imposed delusions that you lose your perspective. The world then becomes different to you when in fact you are different. Why? Because your own ego gets in the way. Everyone wants to feel special. Everyone wants to have faith in others. Everyone wants to believe in fairytales, happy endings and have all bad interactions with others explained. It is easier to sit in denial with your delusions and pray God will intervene, not realizing he has. He gave you commonsense and intuition, but you didn’t like how it made you feel. This is what true mental illness really is: Following your gut instinct through hell because you want to prove you are right, either to yourself or others. You sacrifice choosing to do right, in order to avoid pain. However, you don't realize that you have been in pain for a really long time and believed this was how happiness felt.

BBQ

Smoking 2 pork butt roasts today for a gathering tonight.

It's smelling DELICIOUS over here!!!