Monday, April 07, 2008
Never was good with grammar
"The 19 Rules for good Riting:
Each pronoun agrees with their antecedent.
Just between you and I, case is important.
Verbs has to agree with their subject.
Watch out for irregular verbs which has cropped up into our language.
Don't use no double negatives.
A writer mustn't shift your point of view.
When dangling, don't use participles.
Join clauses good like a conjunction should.
And don't use conjunctions to start sentences.
Don't use a run-on sentence you got to punctuate it.
About sentence fragments.
In letters themes reports articles and stuff like that we use commas to keep strings apart.
Don't use commas, which aren't necessary.
Its important to use apostrophe's right.
Don't abbrev.
Check to see if you any words out.
In my opinion I think that the author when he is writing should not get into the habit of making use of too many unnecessary words which he does not really need.
Then, of course, there's that old one: Never use a preposition to end asentence with.
Last but not least, avoid clichés like the plague."
unknown author
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Pierre Burton, Defining Canada
I have wandered off topic, another one of my many talents. Canoeing is one of those endeavours which can bring a peace of spirit akin to opening a window in a musty room. It is the navigation of that suspended balance between air and water, the efficiency of a paddle blade, the shifting vista, and the exploding silence.
I remember as a boy, taking my fathers canoe out, from the limestone beach in front of my grand parent’s cottage, pointing it at the horizon, and riding stationary as the waves came in. It came naturally, and I developed a steady hand without ever having to take the paddle out of the water. I would do this for hours on end finding some peace or comfort in the primal element.
"A Canadian is someone who knows how to make love in a canoe." Well... it ain't over yet.
Thursday, April 03, 2008
All Good Things
Playing with The Road last night at Latino Rock Café got me all hyped up on the music, the grip of fear the hours leading up to the show, and the rush of the rythm hitting the crowd. This morning I got all nostalgic for some of my old projects. All good things must come to an end sometime. This one is just beginning.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Set as Background
Roy Hargrove
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
From a Pot of Wine Among Flowers
From a pot of wine among the flowers
I drank alone.There was no one with me --
Till raising my cup, I ask the bright moon
To bring me my shadow and make us three.
Alas, the moon was unable to drink
And my shadow tagged me vacantly;
But still for a while I had these friends
To cheer me through the end of spring....
I sang. The moon encouraged me
I danced. My shadow tumbled after.
As long
*PePe* says:
as I knew, we were born companions.
And then I was drunk, and we lost one another.
....Shall goodwill ever be secure?
I watch the long road of the River of Stars.
*PePe* says:
hahaha