Darkness

I read something moving that made me think of the poem Invictus, by William Ernest Henley (I'm sure I've posted it before).

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Superfun

I've traded in the "mom" car for the (haha) grandma car. Hey, it has 4 doors & room for kids...if needed. But it also has a sun/moon roof, leather interior, AWD, heated seats (remember where I live and you'll understand), auto start, new snow tires, and a whole lotta vrooom. Hugs the road like it's one with it, and well, I have to try not to drive too fast because it's super fun.

Groove Armada - Edge Hill

Listen to the whole thing, headphones on, eyes closed. I love when the "strings" hit.

Thank you, Mr. Jobs

Rest in peace, Steve Jobs, an inspiring and inspired human being. You've enriched my life, the lives of my family, the lives of my generation and my children's generation. You gave to the world on so many levels. You changed the world. Thank you.