Randy Pausch redux

OK. Again a bit late with this one.

Randy Pausch died July 25, 2008. His last lecture watched a zillion times, Oprah, the book. Whoa. Remember Yul Brynner? Both had ads play after their deaths. Posthumous power. A legacy. A life beyond death. A life beyond yourself.

So many authors, composers, artists. More famous and influential after their deaths, than in their short lives. Jesus most of all. Still rockin it 2000 years later. Technically not dead of course.

If your goals end at your death, then you'll live it like that. If your goals are set in terms of generations, you'll probably choose more carefully, what you do with each day you are given.

Choose wisely.

Simple Prayer

God. Help me be the worshipper you made me to be, the man that I was created to be, the husband that I longed to be, the father that I hoped to be, the son that I have to be, and the friend that I chose to be.

Let it be.

IF

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling...the jungle book guy

ON THE MOVE

No meaningful post here really. But another geographic milestone.

We arrived in Wolseley/Regina Saskatchewan on April 26th from LA. Same continent, different universe.

Almost 4 months, 30,000 kms (at least) of commuting later, we are moving AGAIN.

New city, new house, new school (for the kids).

Another season ends, another season begins.

We are hoping this one will last!

Hope this post finds you well.