<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:27:39.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Music Highway Project</title><subtitle type='html'>If you think long and hard about it… music is a language that everyone speaks. Without divisions and barriers it brings us together as one. No matter what type of “music” you prefer… it is “music”. Wouldn’t it be nice if we all could ride down the “Music Highway” … just to know that we, for one moment, could have a sense of togetherness? So… Let us travel down a different highway… a highway of music… so we… for one moment can have a sense of peace… together.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-117090368146810563</id><published>2007-02-07T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:01:21.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Leave For A Little While...</title><content type='html'>I have been having some problems with my pregnancy... the blog is behind and may be for a little while until I and the baby-to-be get better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for any inconvenience... thanks for your patience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-117090368146810563?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/117090368146810563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=117090368146810563&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/117090368146810563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/117090368146810563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-leave-for-little-while.html' title='On Leave For A Little While...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116891309102652878</id><published>2007-01-15T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:04:57.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that  O'Ceallaigh I hear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://oceallaighspubs.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/3527/320/257962/oceallaigh.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This week we are lucky enough to have the ever so knowledgeable O'Ceallaigh from &lt;a href="http://oceallaighspubs.blogspot.com/"&gt;O'Ceallaigh's Felloffatruck Publications&lt;/a&gt; to grace the "My Music Highway Project" stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know O'Ceallaigh you know there is no one like him.  His smarts and witt get him a long way.  For those who do not know him... get over to his place.  WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Please Welcome O'Ceallaigh to "My Music Highway Project"!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational Song and What It Did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I keep coming back to the ancient (1970) rocker "Won't Get Fooled Again" by The Who.  Because it seems like we all have been.  And as I have been reading more and more history in recent years, it seems like we humans have allowed ourselves to be fooled, over and over again.  And as I write this, the poem of adversity, despair, and resilience &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;            &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;malgré lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; popped back into my head (or what's left of it), "The Boxer", Simon and Garfunkel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In a clearing stands a boxer&lt;br /&gt;And a fighter by his trade&lt;br /&gt;And he carries the reminders&lt;br /&gt;Of every glove that laid him down&lt;br /&gt;Or cut him 'til he cried out,&lt;br /&gt;In his anger and his shame:&lt;br /&gt;"I am leaving, I am leaving!"&lt;br /&gt;But the fighter still remains.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I have often thought of leaving.  But here I still remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Future Generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hope that future generations would unlearn, permanently, the baby boomer lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That everything can be had all the time.   [Yes, that quoted Life in the Fast Lane by The Eagles.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That complex problems can be solved, and good and long-lasting results achieved, by screaming and temper tantrums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you don't long for peace, you work for it - and a lot harder than you do for war, and with lots fewer short-term returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the true rewards of peace are the bare room and the spinning wheel of Moandas "Mahatma" Gandhi, not the megabillions of Bill Gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have them learn that the one who screws public funding for education so that he can have more money to spend on his pet projects; the one who trains young people to worship MTV and throw money at its glitter while they work minimum-wage at CVS and dream no more, is far more your enemy, and an enemy of peace, than any Al Qaeda fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have them learn that the Great Experiment of the Founding Fathers is in deadly peril, and that only they themselves can save it.  If they cast off the corporate lullabys and act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite Project / Charity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be so glib to say something like Darfur or the Jimmy Fund or something like that.  But my heart is given to:&lt;a href="http://oceans.care2.com/"&gt;  Oceanography and Marine Biology&lt;/a&gt;.  Which right now is low on the radar screen because people are focusing on bombs and rockets, and because so many people look at anything that smacks of "environment" and see eco-terrorists and nasty "government regulation".  Yet the ocean sustains us.  It's far more than freeing Willie and finding Nemo.  Or pictures of cruises on the Discovery Channel.  It's full of fields that have all the appeal of pond scum, and it certainly does not lend itself to emotive campaigns of the Jerry Lewis Telethon type.  Yet the ocean sustains us.  It provides half the oxygen on the planet, draws down half the carbon dioxide greenhouse gas.  It absorbs heat - and how it reflects it back in the vicinity of Tahiti affects what the summer weather will be in Vienna.  And while other causes see increasing funds from governments and private charities, funding for the ocean sciences is, at best, static.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'll get off my soapbox now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, No, No... no soapbox at all.  I loved your contribution to "My Music Highway Project"... Thank you so much for your support!  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116891309102652878?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116891309102652878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116891309102652878&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116891309102652878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116891309102652878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2007/01/is-that-oceallaigh-i-hear.html' title='Is that  O&apos;Ceallaigh I hear?'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116804932922227698</id><published>2007-01-05T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T18:20:01.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Getting By...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theartofgettingby.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/3527/320/21638/theartofgettingby.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.theartofgettingby.com/"&gt;The Art of Getting By&lt;/a&gt;" is this not a great title for a blog.  I honestly can't tell you when I "met" Janet... I have to shamefully admit that I haven't been around her blog a lot.... but I plan to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading her today, I realized what I have been missing out on.  Her blog is a fun blog with her personal opinions, life, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone please Welcome JANET from "&lt;a href="http://www.theartofgettingby.com/"&gt;The Art of Getting By&lt;/a&gt;" to My Music Highway Project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What song has truly              inspired/touched you? (Name of              Artist and Song please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;            Ok, the first song that came to              mind was the song             &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Dogs In The Yard &lt;/span&gt;by Paul              McCrane off of the Fame              soundtrack. An unconventional              choice, I know, but when I first              discovered this song I was in              high school. My discovery with              this song fit in perfectly with              the time period of my own self              discovery. To me this song is              all about being torn between              different aspects of your              personality, who you want to be              and what you want to do. At the              time it spoke volumes to me. In              fact, it still does to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Artist:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.paulmccrane.tk/"&gt;Paul McCrane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dogs In The Yard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; I want to be bad&lt;br /&gt;And not even care&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out of my head somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I want run crazy&lt;br /&gt;Like the dogs in the yard&lt;br /&gt;I want to cut the rope&lt;br /&gt;But it's getting so much harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll play poker&lt;br /&gt;Stay out every night&lt;br /&gt;Throw stones at the water&lt;br /&gt;In the morning light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be lazy like the dogs in the yard&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I fly tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I sleep all morning?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out of my mind tonight&lt;br /&gt;That's where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;That's where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a good time&lt;br /&gt;Before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Come on, baby, let's go uptown and celebrate&lt;br /&gt;Gonna celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna run crazy&lt;br /&gt;Like the dogs in the yard&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna fly tonight&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna sleep all morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going out of our minds tonight&lt;br /&gt;That's where we're going&lt;br /&gt;That's where we're going&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;            &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) How did it inspire/touch/ or              change you?&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;            This is a hard question to              answer because I feel like I              went in to too much detail              above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;            &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;      3) What is one thing you wish              for the future generations?&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I truly hope future generations              will finally be able to learn              from past mistakes and grow from              them. As a society, I don't              think we're there yet. The              mistakes themselves may change,              but the outcome has remained the              same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;            &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;      4) What is one "Project"/              "Charity" that is dear to your              heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I know this is going to sound bad, but unfortunately I do not know enough about charities to be able to pick one.  If I chose one I would be doing so arbitrarily and I don't think that would be fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet, Thank You so much for helping with this project.  I am sorry I am two weeks late with your post... but it has been well worth the wait.  I much enjoyed your answers.  Thanks, again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the music plays on!&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116804932922227698?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116804932922227698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116804932922227698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116804932922227698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116804932922227698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2007/01/art-of-getting-by.html' title='The Art of Getting By...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116754099117269053</id><published>2006-12-30T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:07:41.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Returning to MMHP...</title><content type='html'>Okay... so the last week or so I have been really bad about the My Music Highway Project Schedule.  With the holiday's, pregnancy, life, etc... I have not had time to keep up.  So, my plans are to start the project back up on Saturday, January 6th.  So, I am 2 wks behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the next featured guest &lt;a href="http://www.theartofgettingby.com/"&gt;The Art of Getting By&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all forgive my neglect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116754099117269053?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116754099117269053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116754099117269053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116754099117269053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116754099117269053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/12/returning-to-mmhp.html' title='Returning to MMHP...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116649946357120155</id><published>2006-12-18T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:04:16.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo9er and Lonestar... Need I Say More?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.echo9er.net/blog/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/3527/320/412365/echo9er.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First off I must apologize to&lt;a href="http://www.echo9er.net/blog/"&gt; Echo9er&lt;/a&gt; for being late with his feature post.  Life and pregnancy is really crazy right now.  I am truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Echo9er is my featured guest this week.  I ran across &lt;a href="http://www.echo9er.net/blog/"&gt;Echo9er&lt;/a&gt; while reading &lt;a href="http://sgthook.com"&gt;Sgt Hook's&lt;/a&gt; blog about a year ago.  When I first started reading Echo9er I automatically became hooked... hooked on this man's compassion for his love of country, love of family... love of mankind.  A kind soul this man has through every word he writes...  I am a lucky girl to have come in "contact" with Echo9er.  Every time I read him I come away with a sense of compassion, pride and loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone please welcome to My Music Highway Project... &lt;a href="http://www.echo9er.net/blog/"&gt;Echo9er&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  What song has truly              inspired/touched you? (Name of              Artist and Song please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;             -- Artist:  Lonestar&lt;br /&gt;          -- Song:  I'm Already There              (Lyrics at the end of this              message)            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or              change you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;             -- I can't really say it              inspired me. It touched and              changed me in a way that reminds              me of how important family is              when separated.&lt;br /&gt;          -- As a career Military man, I              spent many months away from my              family. So as I listened to this              song, I was reminded of those              separations, and well, I              understood that I was with them,              even with hundreds of miles and              oceans between us.            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         3)  What is one thing you wish              for the future generations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;             -- Understand the importance of              family.&lt;br /&gt;          -- Understand the need to be              there when you are needed, even              if it is just a voice or an              email.&lt;br /&gt;          -- Understand that being              separated is not all bad, but              rewarding upon return beyond              measure.            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         4)  What is one "Project"/              "Charity" that is dear to your              heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","&lt;div&gt;Â -- This one is tough. I have lost a couple of dear friends to cancer, so I believe in the Lance Armstrong Foundation. I believe in his positive influence on the people he has touched.\n &lt;br /&gt;Â -- I lost both of my parents to Heart Disease and Diabetes, so naturally, I lean towards the work that the American Heart Association and the American Diabetes Association do iresearchch, development, and treatments. &lt;br /&gt;\n &lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Shayna. You are doing a great job. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;David (&lt;a&gt;Echo9er&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m Already There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\n&lt;font&gt;He called her on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;From a lonely cold hotel room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;\nJust to hear her say I love you one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;And when he heard the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Of the kids laughing in the background\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;He had to wipe away a tear from his eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;A little voice came on the phone&lt;/span&gt;\n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;And said &amp;quot;Daddy when you coming home&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;He said the first thing that came to his mind\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Take a look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\n&lt;font&gt;I\'m the sunshine in your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m the shadow on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;             -- This one is tough. I have              lost a couple of dear friends to              cancer, so I believe in the              Lance Armstrong Foundation. I              believe in his positive              influence on the people he has              touched.&lt;br /&gt;          -- I lost both of my parents to              Heart Disease and Diabetes, so              naturally, I lean towards the              work that the American Heart              Association and the American              Diabetes Association do in              reseach, development, and              treatments.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         Thanks, Shayna. You are doing a              great job.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         David (&lt;a target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.echo9er.net/blog"&gt;Echo9er&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm Already There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             He called her on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             From a lonely cold hotel room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Just to hear her say I love you              one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             And when he heard the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Of the kids laughing in the              background &lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             He had to wipe away a tear from              his eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             A little voice came on the phone&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             And said "Daddy when you coming              home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             He said the first thing that              came to his mind &lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Take a look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm the sunshine in your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm the shadow on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","&lt;font&gt;\nI\'m the whisper in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m your imaginary friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;And I know I\'m in your prayers\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Oh I\'m already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;She got back on the phone\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Said I really miss you darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Don\'t worry about the kids they\'ll be alright\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Wish I was in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Lying right there beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\n&lt;font&gt;But I know that I\'ll be in your dreams tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;And I\'ll gently kiss your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\n&lt;font&gt;Touch you with my fingertips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;So turn out the light and close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\n&lt;font&gt;I\'m already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Don\'t make a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m the beat in your heart\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m the moonlight shining down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m the whisper in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\n&lt;font&gt;And I\'ll be there until the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Can you feel the love that we share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm the whisper in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm your imaginary friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             And I know I'm in your prayers             &lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Oh I'm already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             She got back on the phone &lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Said I really miss you darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Don't worry about the kids              they'll be alright &lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Wish I was in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Lying right there beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             But I know that I'll be in your              dreams tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             And I'll gently kiss your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Touch you with my fingertips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             So turn out the light and close              your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Don't make a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm the beat in your heart             &lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm the moonlight shining down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm the whisper in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             And I'll be there until the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Can you feel the love that we              share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\nOh I\'m already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;We may be a thousand miles apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;\nBut I\'ll be with you wherever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;\nTake a look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m the sunshine in your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m the shadow on the ground\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I\'m the whisper in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;And I\'ll be there until the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\n&lt;font&gt;Can you feel the love that we share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Oh I\'m already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;\nOh I\'m already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\n\n&lt;/div&gt;",0] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;             Oh I'm already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             We may be a thousand miles apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             But I'll be with you wherever              you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Take a look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm the sunshine in your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm the shadow on the ground             &lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             I'm the whisper in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             And I'll be there until the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Can you feel the love that we              share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Oh I'm already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             Oh I'm already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This song is very inspiring... very beautiful... states that no matter how far away one can be from loved ones... ones heart always remains with them.  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Need I Say More?'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116575942166241968</id><published>2006-12-10T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T06:58:32.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing You a "Bone"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://littlenibbler.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/3527/320/418615/BONE.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I first met "&lt;a href="http://littlenibbler.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bone&lt;/a&gt;" several months ago through &lt;a href="http://www.courtingdestiny.com"&gt;Pia&lt;/a&gt;.  Pia was/is all the time bragging on her "Bone"... so, I finally took a look at his blog and was hooked by his beautiful writing.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Folks... we will be paying to read his books one day.&lt;/span&gt;  I love his serious side of writing... but then again, I love his humurous side as well.  The way he writes... I can visualize everything I read.  I am so glad I took the time and made that click on the link to his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I am Throwing You a "Bone"... and insist on you playing fetch and Welcome to My Music Highway Project... "Bone" from the blog "&lt;a href="http://littlenibbler.blogspot.com/"&gt;If You Read Only One Blog This Year&lt;/a&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) What song has truly             inspired/touched you? (Name of             Artist and Song please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;           "Where Were You When The World             Stopped Turning" by Alan Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Where Were You (When The World Stopped Turning)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alanjackson.com/"&gt;Alan Jackson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day&lt;br /&gt;Out in the yard with your wife and children&lt;br /&gt;Working on some stage in LA&lt;br /&gt;Did you stand there in shock at the site of&lt;br /&gt;That black smoke rising against that blue sky&lt;br /&gt;Did you shout out in anger&lt;br /&gt;In fear for your neighbor&lt;br /&gt;Or did you just sit down and cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you weep for the children&lt;br /&gt;Who lost their dear loved ones&lt;br /&gt;And pray for the ones who don't know&lt;br /&gt;Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble&lt;br /&gt;And sob for the ones left below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you burst out in pride&lt;br /&gt;For the red white and blue&lt;br /&gt;The heroes who died just doing what they do&lt;br /&gt;Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer&lt;br /&gt;And look at yourself to what really matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a singer of simple songs&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a real political man&lt;br /&gt;I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;The difference in Iraq and Iran&lt;br /&gt;But I know Jesus and I talk to God&lt;br /&gt;And I remember this from when I was young&lt;br /&gt;Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us&lt;br /&gt;And the greatest is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day&lt;br /&gt;Teaching a class full of innocent children&lt;br /&gt;Driving down some cold interstate&lt;br /&gt;Did you feel guilty cause you're a survivor&lt;br /&gt;In a crowded room did you feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;Did you dust off that bible at home&lt;br /&gt;Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and not go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages&lt;br /&gt;Speak with some stranger on the street&lt;br /&gt;Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Go out and buy you a gun&lt;br /&gt;Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching&lt;br /&gt;And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns&lt;br /&gt;Did you go to a church and hold hands with some stranger&lt;br /&gt;Stand in line and give your own blood&lt;br /&gt;Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family&lt;br /&gt;Thank God you had somebody to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a singer of simple songs&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a real political man&lt;br /&gt;I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;The difference in Iraq and Iran&lt;br /&gt;But I know Jesus and I talk to God&lt;br /&gt;And I remember this from when I was young&lt;br /&gt;Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us&lt;br /&gt;And the greatest is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a singer of simple songs&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a real political man&lt;br /&gt;I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;The difference in Iraq and Iran&lt;br /&gt;But I know Jesus and I talk to God&lt;br /&gt;And I remember this from when I was young&lt;br /&gt;Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us&lt;br /&gt;And the greatest is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest is love&lt;br /&gt;The greatest is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;           2) How did it inspire/touch/ or             change you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;           It seemed to speak to so much of             what I felt on 9/11.  One of several             songs that still is able to bring me             to tears when I listen to it all the             way.  I could have put any of those             as the answer to number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;           3) What is one thing you wish for             the future generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;           The ability to think for themselves,             the courage to do so, and the belief             that it can and will make a             difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;           4) What is one "Project"/ "Charity"             that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;           Anything to do with children gets             me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a huge Alan Jackson fan... actually we have seen him a lot around the Franklin, TN area here lately because his daughter plays basketball and he has been going to a good bit of her game.  He is a quite individual but a very gracious man to his fan.  I honestly can never get through that song... I have to turn it.  It is a very beautiful song... and so real of how many felt that day and days after.  Thank you, Bone, for helping support this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the music plays on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116575942166241968?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116575942166241968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116575942166241968&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116575942166241968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116575942166241968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/12/throwing-you-bone.html' title='Throwing You a &quot;Bone&quot;...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116511923071224113</id><published>2006-12-02T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T20:17:48.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Place Like Wonderland or Not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/3527/1600/488364/ALICE.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/3527/320/792400/ALICE.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am tickled all shades of the rainbow to have as this weeks "My Music Highway Project's" Special Guest... the one... the only... Alice/Cooper (or whatever she wants to be called today) from the fabulous blog of "&lt;a href="http://wonderlandornot.net/"&gt;Wonderland or Not&lt;/a&gt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderland or Not was one of the first blogs I came across when I ventured out into the blogging world.  After reading her blog... I was floored to find out how young this "starlet" was.  Alice/Cooper has a way of making any one of any age think about the world, politics, society, family, etc...  She clearly speaks her mind... and really could careless if one agrees with her or not.  I always love that about a person... "no beating around the bush... straight to the point..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the above aside... I have come to know her as one of the sweetest "Alice/Cooper's" I have ever "known"... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Please WELCOME... Alice/Cooper from "&lt;a href="http://wonderlandornot.net/"&gt;Wonderland or Not&lt;/a&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  What song has truly            inspired/touched you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        That has to be one of the hardest            questions ever because there are so many songs. Listening to an untitled Coltrane piece            when I was in middle school changed me.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change            you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        The Coltrane changed me changed me            because it made me see that music without lyrics could talk;            it could make you feel just by sounds.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)  What is one thing you wish for the            future generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Do you have a soap box ready?&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Social justice, an equal baseline of            equality in regard to education, educational opportunity and healthcare;            it is incredible how far away we are from that in this country.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;We are not ever going to live in a            world where everyone is the same.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        There are going to be different levels            of motivation, different IQ's, different desires but I think that            everyone, regardless of where they come from and who they are, should have            an access to equal  quality education, ( that should be a given ),            equal and quality healthcare, and equal quality representation in the            legal system.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity"            that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRC – they do what has to be done and            are managed well.  But locally several times over the last            few years I have worked teaching art to kids who were            disadvantaged either economically, by disabilities of some kind, or troubled.            I have worked with all groups and I think that one thing that kids            (who are either mentally or physically disabled, economically            disadvantaged or labeled troubled) often have not had the chance to do is            explore these parts of themselves. It is joyful to watch and            teach all these kids. I miss it doing it this summer as I have done it            somewhere over the past several years either in Maryland or RI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice/Cooper... some of the most inspiring music has no lyrics.  Thank you for supporting this project and keep on Rockin'!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116511923071224113?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116511923071224113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116511923071224113&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116511923071224113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116511923071224113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-place-like-wonderland-or-not.html' title='No Place Like Wonderland or Not...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116458497222594695</id><published>2006-11-26T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T18:51:20.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Royal Ice Queen Graces Us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/3527/1600/279797/monica.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/3527/320/569793/monica.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hear Ye!  Hear Ye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The "Royal" Ice Queen is this weeks My Music Highway Project's special guest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I first met Monica, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.monikas.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Ice Queen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;", over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://bitterbierce.blogspot.com/"&gt;Doug's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://belleofthebrawl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sar's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; place many moons ago.  She is definitely a breath of fresh Iceland air! :)  I love reading about her and her family... Plus viewing all of the pics from her beautiful land.  Her blog is truly a great place to visit when one needs a smile... Also, reading her comments left at others blogs can be simply hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone please Welcome The "Royal" Ice Queen... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.monikas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Monica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span class="q"&gt;                      &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                              &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;                        1) What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div face="arial"&gt;                                              &lt;div&gt;                         &lt;/div&gt;                       &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After quite some sorting I have decided on this one out of many:  The Whites "Keep on the Sunny Side"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h1 face="arial"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opry.com/MeetTheOpry/Members.aspx?id=657"&gt;The Whites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep on the Sunny Side" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; There's a dark &amp; a troubled side of life&lt;br /&gt;There's a bright, there's a sunny side, too&lt;br /&gt;Tho' we meet with the darkness and strife&lt;br /&gt;The sunny side we also may view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cho:] Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side,&lt;br /&gt;Keep on the sunny side of life&lt;br /&gt;It will help us ev'ry day, it will brighten all the way&lt;br /&gt;If we'll keep on the sunny side of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm and its fury broke today,&lt;br /&gt;Crushing hopes that we cherish so dear;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds and storms will, in time, pass away&lt;br /&gt;The sun again will shine bright and clear.&lt;br /&gt;Let us greet with the song of hope each day&lt;br /&gt;Tho' the moment be cloudy or fair&lt;br /&gt;Let us trust in our Saviour away&lt;br /&gt;Who keepeth everyone in His care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div face="arial"&gt;                       &lt;div&gt;                         &lt;/div&gt;                       &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I had to leave home at the age of 13, due to many reasons, and although I knew it was a good thing, I was really scared. I was only 13. And I had no guidelines as to how to handle life from now on. When listening to the radio a day after I left, I heard this song and I knew that regardless of what would happen, that optimism and a positive attitude will get me through almost anything. Since then this song volumes through my apartment whenever I feel a bit blue! And IÃI'lll snap right out of it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                            &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                       3) What is one thing you wish for the future generations? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div face="arial"&gt;                       An understanding older generation and an appreciative younger one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                       4) What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                       "&lt;a href="http://www.blogrolling.com/redirect.php?u=http://www.stigamot.is/Apps/WebObjects/Stigamot.woa/wa/dp?detail=1000013&amp;amp;id=1000042"&gt;Stigamot&lt;/a&gt;" in Iceland. It is an organization for abused humans. Mostly women, but there is the odd man in between. I see the people when they get in (distraught and filled with shame). Some of them leave with their heads up high and a new perspective. I think it is wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you, Monica for contributing and helping promote this project.  The Whites are a wonderful Grand Ole Opry Members that I too am fond of.   The story behind why you like their song is inspiring!  When reading your blog... it is always on the "sunny side"!  Perfect song for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and the music plays on! &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116458497222594695?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116458497222594695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116458497222594695&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116458497222594695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116458497222594695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/11/royal-ice-queen-graces-us.html' title='The Royal Ice Queen Graces Us...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116381817357950830</id><published>2006-11-17T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T03:53:41.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan the Man is in the House!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wastedscenes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/dan.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I can't really tell you when I first "met" Dan... I know it has been a long time!   I always love reading Dan's "&lt;a href="http://wastedscenes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scenes From a Wasted Life&lt;/a&gt;"  because I can always count on a laugh, deep thought and reflection of not only what he has written but how I can relate to many of his writings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan deserves a "Those Who Rock" ranking on everyone's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Please Welcome my blogger bud, &lt;a href="http://wastedscenes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dan&lt;/a&gt;... to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Music Highway Project&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little kid, one of the few things that was always, always the  case was that the music was always playing.  My mom played guitar until her  arthritis ruined her ability to.  I was never musically inclined as far as  playing my own (I just didn't have the talent), but I try to continue on with the tradition of keeping music on everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;This is going to be something of a stretch, and something weird as far as the nature of your project.  The song that sticks in my head and inspires me about the world everytime I hear it is a weird song by an old British band called Slade.  Slade are listed as inspirations by basically every major rock band from KISS (who Gene Simmons has been quoted as saying they stole their entire career from Slade) to Oasis (who has covered Slade tunes). Slade never made it big in the States, but are the only band to come close to the Beatle's shart success in England.  In fact, Slade is the only band to have Top20 hits in England in the 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s.  Lead singer Noddy Holder was knighted in 2000.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  The name of the song is "Did Ya Mama Ever Tell Ya?"  I heard this song alot as a kid, since my mom bought this record just about the year I was born when the band was trying desperately to make it in America.  The gist of the song is putting a dirty spin on Mother Goose rhymes.  Beyond that, however, is a deeper message about reading between the lines.  Using your common&lt;br /&gt;                  sense to get at the story behind the story, if you will.  Of believing what's on the surface, or digging deeper to get at what's really going on.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  In my adult life, just taking that spin on something so normally innocent makes me think twice; makes me wonder what it is that I don't know... that I don't understand.  It makes me look for the whole story in things, not just the Disney-fied version of things.  Like with the Iraq War... the surface&lt;br /&gt;                  debate is whether it's good or bad.  But there's so many more thigns going on beneath the surface about freedom and taking stands and staying until the job is done right and speaking for those who cannot speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  It constantly reminds me nothing is simple.  And so I need to pay attention. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;3)  What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  In the future, I wish there was more community building like this... recognizing our commonalities rather than idealizing our differences.  War, anti-war... we're all interested in building a better world.  Black, white, whatever--our heritage is as human beings first and foremost.   Musically speaking, the choir of voices always sounds better than the soloist.  :)&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  In today's world, that's the first thing we tend to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Because my dad was a police officer for so long; and he took me and loved me unconditionally even though I wasn't biologically his own, the charity that's nearest and dearest to my heart is COPS (Concerns of Police Survivors) at &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.nationalcops.org/"&gt;http://www.nationalcops.org/&lt;/a&gt; .  There's alot of telemarketing scams about donating to widows and orphans of slain police officers.  This is the single reputable organization that does so outside of the actual unions in each state.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  I have great respect for people who put their lives on the line for my life to be orderly and safe and good.  Their families sacrifice so much for them to be there on the front line of helping me live the life I do.  I can never thank them enough for the sacrifices they choose to make for me; even if&lt;br /&gt;                  they don't know me personally.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did Ya Mama Ever Tell Ya?&lt;/span&gt;  (Holder/Lea)&lt;br /&gt;                  from the &lt;a href="http://users.swing.be/amazingslade/"&gt;Slade&lt;/a&gt; album "Nobody's Fool"&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  Are you sitting comfortably?&lt;br /&gt;                  Good! Then we'll begin... (spoken)&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  There was a crooked man&lt;br /&gt;                  And he walked a crooked mile&lt;br /&gt;                  He had a crooked stick&lt;br /&gt;                  And oh boy how it cramped his stily&lt;br /&gt;                  Well did ya mamma ever tell ya&lt;br /&gt;                  Them kookie little nurs 'ry rhymes&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  Jack and Jill went up the hill&lt;br /&gt;                  Supposed to get some water&lt;br /&gt;                  They stayed up there a long time&lt;br /&gt;                  Doing what they shouldn't ought-a&lt;br /&gt;                  Did ya mamma ever tell ya&lt;br /&gt;                  Them funky little nurs' ry rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  Chorus&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  And when you got a little older&lt;br /&gt;                  Did you learn to read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;                  What did ya mamma ever tell ya&lt;br /&gt;                  'bout the A's and B's and C's&lt;br /&gt;                  Did she ever tell ya&lt;br /&gt;                  'bout the birds and the bees.&lt;br /&gt;                  S'ay mamma ever tell ya&lt;br /&gt;                  You were brought by the stork&lt;br /&gt;                  And how you could run before you could walk?&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  Mary had a little lamb, his feet we're black as coal&lt;br /&gt;                  He even followed her to bed&lt;br /&gt;                  The naughty little soul did ya&lt;br /&gt;                  Mamma ever tell ya&lt;br /&gt;                  Them kookie little nurs'ry rhymes&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  Little Jackie Horner sitting quite in his corner&lt;br /&gt;                  How'd he get that name&lt;br /&gt;                  Doing what he shouldn't ought-a&lt;br /&gt;                  Did ya mamma ever tell ya&lt;br /&gt;                  Them funky little nurs' ry rhymes&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  Chorus&lt;br /&gt;                  R E P E A T&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  Solo&lt;br /&gt;                  How about that oldie lady who was living in a shoe&lt;br /&gt;                  She had so many children&lt;br /&gt;                  She knew how and what to do - oh&lt;br /&gt;                  Did ya mamma ever tell ya&lt;br /&gt;                  Them funky little nurs' ry rhymes&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  Chorus&lt;br /&gt;                  R E P E A T&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                  How you could run, how you could run,&lt;br /&gt;                  How you could run before you could walk yeah !&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Dan, for being a big part of "My Music Highway Project"...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Musically speaking, the choir of voices always sounds better than the soloist.'&lt;/span&gt;  I absolutely love this and you couldn't be more right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116381817357950830?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116381817357950830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116381817357950830&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116381817357950830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116381817357950830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/11/dan-man-is-in-house.html' title='Dan the Man is in the House!'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116337209388981222</id><published>2006-11-12T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T15:01:03.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sgt Sledge Hammer Comes Aboard...</title><content type='html'>I first "met" &lt;a href="http://sgtsledgehammer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sgt Lori&lt;/a&gt; through &lt;a href="http://sgthook.com"&gt;Sgt Hook's&lt;/a&gt; site... where I have met many of my blogger pals.    I have had the honor of admiring her writing about the love of her family, job and country.    This Navy Vet and National Guardsman is one of many that I have enjoyed reading the "adventures" of her service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Please Welcome "Sgt Sledge Hammer" aka &lt;a href="http://sgtsledgehammer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sgt Lori&lt;/a&gt; to "My Music Highway Project"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sgtsledgehammer.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/sgtlori.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Journey, "Don't Stop Believin'!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am a "the glass is half empty" kinda person.  To me, the worst thing in life has to be living without hope.  I cannot imagine waking up each day thinking my life has no value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Don't Stop Believin'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.journeymusic.com/"&gt;Journey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Just a small town girl, livin in a lonely world&lt;br /&gt;She took the midnight train goin anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Just a city boy, born and raised in south detroit&lt;br /&gt;He took the midnight train goin anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A singer in a smokey room&lt;br /&gt;A smell of wine and cheap perfume&lt;br /&gt;For a smile they can share the night&lt;br /&gt;It goes on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;Their shadows searching in the night&lt;br /&gt;Streetlight people, living just to find emotion&lt;br /&gt;Hiding, somewhere in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard to get my fill,&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants a thrill&lt;br /&gt;Payin anything to roll the dice,&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Some will win, some will lose&lt;br /&gt;Some were born to sing the blues&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the movie never ends&lt;br /&gt;It goes on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont stop believin&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the feelin&lt;br /&gt;Streetlight people&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't say it changed me, but only helped me verbalize who I am as a person.  The song seems to be written to those that are down and out, but looking for a better day.  That was me many a year ago.  My life did change and I hold onto that feeling everyday...there *IS* hope!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;3)  What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That they work hard for a better world, they understand each other and are more tolerant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Flowering Branch Children's shelter.  When I first learned there was a "children's shelter" I was floored.  I just couldn't imagine that children would need a shelter.  However children as young as 9, 10 and 11 are turned out of their homes.  Parents leave them behind as their lives become unraveled.  It is so sad.  So, I donate toys at Christmas, and especially items for tweens and teenagers.  The little kids generally are notforgotten at Christmas, but the older kids are.  I buy personal items, board games, stationer etc, that would appeal to the older kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sgt Lori for your contribution to My Music Highway Project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116337209388981222?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116337209388981222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116337209388981222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116337209388981222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116337209388981222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/11/sgt-sledge-hammer-comes-aboard.html' title='Sgt Sledge Hammer Comes Aboard...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116276250874189422</id><published>2006-11-05T13:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T14:00:57.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMHP is Hang'n with a Hanger!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://roguehanger.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/rouge.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, it is true!  This week "My Music Highway Project" is Hang'n with a Hanger... &lt;a href="http://roguehanger.blogspot.com"&gt;Rouge Hanger aka Tim&lt;/a&gt; to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly first met Rouge through the brilliant/cutie &lt;a href="http://friendingray.typepad.com/"&gt;Pixie&lt;/a&gt;.  I have visited the "Hanger" on more than one occasion.  I have been intrigued by his compassion for others... specially his son.  I always admire his poems, along with his heartfelt stories of his life... the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank Rouge for being a part of this project that means so much to me.  The song and the reason behind his choice proves that this man has a heart and hangs on to love... a love that I am sure awaits him just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone please Welcome Rouge Hanger aka Tim!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Always and Forever by Heatwave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALWAYS AND FOREVER (&lt;a href="http://www.discomuseum.com/Heatwave.html"&gt;Heatwave&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Always and forever&lt;br /&gt;Each moment with you&lt;br /&gt;Is just like a dream to me&lt;br /&gt;That somehow came true   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I know tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Will still be the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause we've got a life of love&lt;a id="KonaLink1" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: relative;" href="http://www.romantic-lyrics.com/la6.shtml#"&gt;&lt;span style="position: relative; font-weight: 400; color: rgb(14, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="position: relative; font-weight: 400; color: rgb(14, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That won't ever change and..   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every day&lt;br /&gt;Love me your own special way&lt;br /&gt;Melt all my heart away&lt;br /&gt;With a smile   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take time to tell me&lt;br /&gt;You really care&lt;br /&gt;And we'll share tomorrow together&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you Forever   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There'll always be sunshine&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Just the things that you do   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And if you get lonely&lt;a id="KonaLink2" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: relative;" href="http://www.romantic-lyrics.com/la6.shtml#"&gt;&lt;span style="position: relative; font-weight: 400; color: rgb(14, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="position: relative; font-weight: 400; color: rgb(14, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone me and take&lt;br /&gt;A second to give to me&lt;br /&gt;That magic you make and..&lt;br /&gt;Every day&lt;br /&gt;Love me your own special way&lt;br /&gt;Melt all my heart away&lt;br /&gt;With a smile   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take time to tell me&lt;br /&gt;You really care&lt;br /&gt;And we'll share tomorrow together&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you Forever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It speaks of a love I wish I could             experience, and someday will. I can             picture myself singing it to the one             I love someday.             Passion...Commitment...could it get             any better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)  What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'd like to see the divorce rate             plummet....Be committed to the             family. "They've" made the family             unit easily disposable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                      4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Seattle Women and Children's             Shelter. Just prior to my divorce,             Chris and I started collecting gifts             year round and would drop them off             each December. Now each holiday we             try to inspire by giving our time             and what ever else we can manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Rogue for helping with this project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116276250874189422?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116276250874189422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116276250874189422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116276250874189422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116276250874189422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/11/mmhp-is-hangn-with-hanger.html' title='MMHP is Hang&apos;n with a Hanger!!!'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116212792432479186</id><published>2006-10-29T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T05:28:11.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness Within Me... Not Me... Debby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.madnesswithinme.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/debby.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks special guest is someone I really miss in the blogging world... Debby from "&lt;a href="http://www.madnesswithinme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Madness Within Me&lt;/a&gt;".    She hasn't blogged in almost two months and I truly hope she and her family are doing okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember when I first met Debby but she took me under her wing and gave me motherly words of wisdom in my comments box and in her comments box.  Her writing is so her... she doesn't hide a thing.   She is very blunt and honest and I love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go on... the song that Debby chose "God's Will" by Martina McBride is a song a that touched me very much a little over 2 years ago when my Will was born.  My son was born with some health issues and my husband and I were absolutely on bended knee praying that everything would be okay.  Littly Willy was transfered from the hospital he was delivered in to a hospital in Nashville.  While my hubby and I were driving to the Nashville hospital this song came on and both my hubby and I were in tears.  I turned to my hubby and stated "This is a sign, our Will is going to be okay."  Yes, yes he was okay!!  So, this song means so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Please Welcome Debby from "Madness Within Me"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"God's Will" by Martina McBride - this song always makes me cry cuz it makes me think of my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God's Will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: &lt;a href="http://www.martinamcbride.com/"&gt;Marina Mcbride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I met God's Will on a Halloween night&lt;br /&gt;He was dressed as a bag of leaves&lt;br /&gt;It hid the braces on his legs at first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His smile was as bright as the August sun&lt;br /&gt;When he looked at me&lt;br /&gt;As he struggled down the driveway, it almost&lt;br /&gt;Made me hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will don't walk too good&lt;br /&gt;Will don't talk too good&lt;br /&gt;He won't do the things that the other kids do,&lt;br /&gt;In our neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I've been searchin', wonderin', thinkin'&lt;br /&gt;Lost and lookin' all my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been wounded, jaded, loved and hated&lt;br /&gt;I've wrestled wrong and right&lt;br /&gt;He was a boy without a father&lt;br /&gt;And his mother's miracle&lt;br /&gt;I've been readin', writin', prayin', fightin'&lt;br /&gt;I guess I would be still&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that was until&lt;br /&gt;I knew God's Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will's mom had to work two jobs&lt;br /&gt;We'd watch him when she had to work late&lt;br /&gt;And we'd all laugh like I hadn't laughed&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't know when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude was his favorite song&lt;br /&gt;At dinner he'd ask to pray&lt;br /&gt;And then he'd pray for everybody in the world but him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before they moved to California&lt;br /&gt;His mother said, they didn't think he'd live&lt;br /&gt;And she said each day that I have him, well it's just&lt;br /&gt;another gift&lt;br /&gt;And I never got to tell her, that the boy&lt;br /&gt;Showed me the truth&lt;br /&gt;In crayon red, on notebook paper, he'd written&lt;br /&gt;Me and God love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searchin', prayin', wounded, jaded&lt;br /&gt;I guess I would be still&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that was until...&lt;br /&gt;I met God's Will on a Halloween night&lt;br /&gt;He was dressed as a bag of leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It made me look at him through new eyes and got me wondering what lesson I was supposed to learn from him and not the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                      3)  What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wish with all my heart that in the future every child and/or adult who is a special gift to the world won't have to face ridicule for being special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                      4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The charity that is closest to my heart is &lt;a href="http://www.childrensmiraclenetwork.org/"&gt;Childrens Miracle Network&lt;/a&gt;.  They have done the most awesome things for Noah and for millions and millions of other children and their families too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to put the song on here so you could listen to it... BUT BLOGGER was being an ass!  Imagine that...  you can go &lt;a href="http://www.codesandlyrics.com/cal/martinamcbride-godswill.php?play=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to listen to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Thanks Debby for helping with this project!!!  This song has more meaning to me than anyone will ever know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116212792432479186?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116212792432479186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116212792432479186&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116212792432479186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116212792432479186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/10/madness-within-me-not-me-debby_29.html' title='Madness Within Me... Not Me... Debby'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116143958857533818</id><published>2006-10-21T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T07:06:28.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benvenuto, Alex, Il Mio Ospite...</title><content type='html'>Ciao, tutto!  Il Mio Ospite Speciale Questa Settimana E, &lt;a href="http://voicefromwarehouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex is the editor and chief of his blog "&lt;a href="http://voicefromwarehouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Voice From The Warehouse&lt;/a&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first met Alex through &lt;a href="http://patrioticcowgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patriotic Cowgirl&lt;/a&gt; (who has dropped out of the blogging scene).  I was/am fascinated with Alex.  He lives in Italy... and I have always wanted to visit Italy.  He allowed/allows me to comment on his blog in my worse Italian... hey, he lets me practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Alex has traveled to many a place and shares his experiences with me by his pinpal emails and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; beautiful pictures.  I am truly thankful that I have gotten to know my Italian friend.  Maybe one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; when I visit Italy... we can meet for a glass of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie, Alex, per essere l'ospite questa settimana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Please Welcome My Italian Blogger Friend... Alex....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://voicefromwarehouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/alex.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a tough question.. Why? Because it implies to choose only one song. I have heard, loved, and have been inspired by (at least) hundreds songs (and movies too). And sometimes only from music, voices, without thinking to words, but only touched inside by sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Pop, reggae, rock, r&amp;b, rap, metal, country, instrumental, classic, blues, hymns, spiritual..&lt;br /&gt;But.. my instinct give me quickly an answer. It's a combination of song, movie, actors, story and a talk with my girl (a wise and amazing person) at those times (1993, or 1994).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Do you remember Indecent proposal? (&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0107211/quotes"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title&lt;wbr&gt;/tt0107211/quotes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;                     I think I can summarize with these quotes:&lt;br /&gt;                     "- I guess there's limits to what money can buy.&lt;br /&gt;                     - Not many.&lt;br /&gt;                     - Well some things aren't for sale.."&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                     So, my answer  is&lt;br /&gt;                     Sade, with "No ordinary love"&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                     I would like to add a thing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the original dialogue in Saving private Ryan (I only saw it translated in Italian). When Tom Hanks, at the end, is dying, and say to Ryan that he have to deserve his life..&lt;br /&gt;                     This is for me a great inspiration: deserve our life every morning, when we get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Ordinary Love Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;By... Sade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I gave you all the love I got&lt;br /&gt;I gave you more than I could give&lt;br /&gt;I gave you love&lt;br /&gt;I gave you all that I have inside&lt;br /&gt;And you took my love&lt;br /&gt;You took my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I tell you&lt;br /&gt;What I believe&lt;br /&gt;Did somebody say that&lt;br /&gt;A love like that won't last&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I give you&lt;br /&gt;All that I've got to give baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep crying&lt;br /&gt;I keep crying for you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like you and I baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no ordinary love&lt;br /&gt;No ordinary love&lt;br /&gt;This is no ordinary love&lt;br /&gt;No ordinary love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you came my way&lt;br /&gt;You brightened every day&lt;br /&gt;With your sweet smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="arial"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that there are things not for sale. This is not the point.&lt;br /&gt;                     I focused, during and after the movie, that love, true love, is so precious, rare. Sometimes unique even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                      3)  What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe no more terrorism. But, better even, a better mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                      4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm sorry but I have no project in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; In general I think that Africa needs our attention. But I feel sadness for a lot of different situation around the world. Suffering don't know language or banner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Alex...  I think everyone in their life time has had "No Ordinary Love"...  Thank you so much for helping with My Music Highway Project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116143958857533818?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116143958857533818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116143958857533818&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116143958857533818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116143958857533818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/10/benvenuto-alex-il-mio-ospite.html' title='Benvenuto, Alex, Il Mio Ospite...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116091724395803055</id><published>2006-10-15T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T06:01:45.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snoop Don Is In The House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://snoopdon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Snoop Donnie Don&lt;/a&gt; is this weeks "My Music Highway Project" Special Guest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first met Snoop Don in my early blogging days.  I found his blog very interesting.  He writes about his every day life as a teacher, husband and the desires he and his wife, "&lt;a href="http://teach99.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teach 99&lt;/a&gt;", have to give their home to a child. (BTW... if anyone deserves a child these two do)   Snoop Don finds away in his writing to make one think deeply... about their life and about their faith in whatever they believe.  I have enjoyed Snoop Don and his wise words and wise cracks tremendously... Oh and he is also &lt;a href="http://traptransformation.blogspot.com/"&gt;transforming his trap&lt;/a&gt;... which I can relate with because I had braces for SEVEN... YES... count them... SEVEN years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Welcome My Friend... Snoop Don...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://snoopdon.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/snoopdon.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched           you? (Name of Artist and Song please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It is hard for me to say. I have musical            schizophrenia.  An all time favorite song of mine is            "Spirit of the Radio" by Rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It is a catchy song. I envision in it a            journey of people or musicians fulfilling their dreams. Just as the            song says in the beginning, "Begin the day with a friendly voice..." I            remember the times I could start the day with that song and its peppy            beats. It really is a musical adventure, ranging from rock to reggae.            If you get a chance, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;RUSH LYRICS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The Spirit Of Radio"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin the day with a friendly voice&lt;br /&gt;A companion unobtrusive&lt;br /&gt;Plays the song that's so elusive&lt;br /&gt;And the magic music makes your morning mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off on your way, hit the open road&lt;br /&gt;There is magic at your fingers&lt;br /&gt;For the Spirit ever lingers&lt;br /&gt;Undemanding contact in your happy solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invisible airwaves crackle with life&lt;br /&gt;Bright antennae bristle with the energy&lt;br /&gt;Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength&lt;br /&gt;Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this machinery making modern music&lt;br /&gt;Can still be open hearted&lt;br /&gt;Not so coldly charted&lt;br /&gt;It's really just a question of your honesty, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Your honesty&lt;br /&gt;One likes to believe in the freedom of music&lt;br /&gt;But glittering prizes and endless compromises&lt;br /&gt;Shatter the illusion of integrity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the words of the profits were written on the studio wall&lt;br /&gt;Concert hall&lt;br /&gt;And echoes with the sounds of salesmen&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         3)  What is one thing you wish for the           future generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;           For future generations I hope they could            be independent thinkers who are able to take the good from their            heritage and get rid of the bad. Self actualization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is           dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For the last question, I also have            schizophrenia.... I like to find a variety of ways that I can be helpful to            others. Lately, I have been mulling around different aspects of            codependency and its effects on life in a variety of ways.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rush was one of the first bands I ever saw in concert.  I just remember the drummer being spectacular...    My favorite lyric of this song...  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free" ... how true and beautiful these words are.  Thanks, Snoop for helping with this project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116091724395803055?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116091724395803055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116091724395803055&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116091724395803055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116091724395803055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/10/snoop-don-is-in-house.html' title='Snoop Don Is In The House'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-116022050958877110</id><published>2006-10-07T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T05:15:01.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Featuring "Deep Thought"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         &lt;span class="q"&gt;          &lt;div&gt;I do not recall how I came across Eli's blog... all I know is that when I began to read him I was very intrigued.   I was either agreeing with every word he wrote or disagreeing with every word.  When I leave comments on his blog... disagreeing or agreeing he always has gracious come backs... explaining his views.  His blog is mostly political and ethical... I do enjoy a good read that makes me think... and believe me Eli makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... PLEASE Welcome to "My Music Highway Project" Eli From &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" href="http://tiodt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deep Thought&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tiodt.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/eli.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;         &lt;span class="q"&gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched           you?   and  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;         &lt;span class="q"&gt;          2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A lot of songs have made a difference in            my life. If I had to pick one, it would            be 'If I had a Hammer' by Peter, Paul            and Mary. It's a song about making a            difference in the world, and standing up            for what you believe in-- especially            it's a song about doing, and not just            talking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; 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          Other songs that have made a difference            in my philosophy include "Blowin' in the            wind" (also Peter, Paul and Mary);             "Abraham, Martin and John"(written by            Dick Holler and performed by various            artists, Dion being the first); "The            Grave" written by Don McLean and            "Favorite Son" by the Credence            Clearwater Revival. And here is the            country song on the list-- "Mama Tried,"            by Merle Haggard. Irony is, I no longer            have copies of any of them since they            are too old for CD's to be made and I            lost my tape collection when our house            got flooded the year we lived in Texas            (and no, 'I thought happiness was            Lubbock, Texas in my rear view mirror'            isn't on my list, but I sure can            relate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; 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I've never been content to just            talk about things (though obviously I do            a lot of that too). 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          And it started with three or four of us            sitting around a table and deciding to            just do it. That's how a lot of things            start.  I'd love to fix all the            injustices in the world. So maybe I            can't do that, but where I see one, I            can try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;If I Had a Hammer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a hammer,&lt;br /&gt;Id hammer in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Id hammer in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;All over this land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id hammer out danger,&lt;br /&gt;Id hammer out a warning,&lt;br /&gt;Id hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,&lt;br /&gt;All over this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a bell,&lt;br /&gt;Id ring it in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Id ring it in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;All over this land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id ring out danger,&lt;br /&gt;Id ring out a warning&lt;br /&gt;Id ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,&lt;br /&gt;All over this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a song,&lt;br /&gt;Id sing it in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Id sing it in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;All over this land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id sing out danger,&lt;br /&gt;Id sing out a warning&lt;br /&gt;Id sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,&lt;br /&gt;All over this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got a hammer,&lt;br /&gt;And I got a bell,&lt;br /&gt;And I got a song to sing, all over this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the hammer of justice,&lt;br /&gt;Its the bell of freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Its the song about love between my brothers and my sisters,&lt;br /&gt;All over this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the hammer of justice,&lt;br /&gt;Its the bell of freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Its the song about love between my brothers and my sisters,&lt;br /&gt;All over this land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;3)  What is one thing you wish for the           future generations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; 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          And he shall judge among the nations,            and shall rebuke many people: and they            shall beat their swords into plowshares,            and their spears into pruninghooks:            nation shall not lift up sword against            nation, neither shall they learn war any            more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; 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          More than anything else, I would love to            see that day with my own eyes. Don't            expect to, but would love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" &gt;         &lt;span class="q"&gt;          4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is           dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;          &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;charity: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" href="http://www.thediversityfoundation.org"&gt;Smiles For Diversity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; (you have to pull up 'contact' to get the contact info). Despite their mission, their main focus remains 'lost boys,' specifically the hundreds of young men and teenage boys who have been driven out of the polygamist community of Colorado City/Hildale (post I wrote about that is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" href="http://tiodt.blogspot.com/2006/07/real-lost-boys-and-its-usually-not.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Even out here in the rural west, the problem of these young men is largely lost in the background as most of the focus is on the girls who are forced into sexual slavery, but these teenage boys who are abandoned without any clue of how to survive on the outside (many have never even seen a television) need a lot of help too, and it's been going on for decades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The recent arrest of Warren Jeffs (blogged on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" href="http://tiodt.blogspot.com/2006/08/warren-jeffs-arrested.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;) hopefully means that this nightmare of child abuse in all possible ways will end soon, but with thousands of cult members (most of whom are so kept in the dark by their leaders that they don't even know that Jeffs has been arrested) it is still far from certain how it will end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;___________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you Eli for your contribution... I remember singing "If I Had a Hammer" as a child with my mother when she played her Peter, Paul and Mary records... some happy memories of my mother.  Your charity is a wonderful charity... alot of sexual child abuse is mainly focused on young girls... but it happens to boys as well and we need to remember that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-116022050958877110?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/116022050958877110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=116022050958877110&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116022050958877110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/116022050958877110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/10/featuring-deep-thought.html' title='Featuring &quot;Deep Thought&quot;'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115962115820803643</id><published>2006-09-30T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T06:07:06.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Bohemian is My Featured Guest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can't tell you exactly when I "met" &lt;a href="http://mizbohemia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miz Bohemia&lt;/a&gt;... but I can tell you ever since that day I have been hooked.  Hooked on a genius of writing...  Miz B shares her life with her fellow bloggers like no other.  The way she writes makes me laugh, makes me think and sometimes makes me cry.  She is a brilliant writer (I don't think she gives herself enough credit)...  The fact of the matter is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I-am-one-of-Miz-B's-number-one-blogger-fan's&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read Miz Bohemia... What in the Heck are you waiting on!!!  &lt;a href="http://mizbohemia.blogspot.com/"&gt;GET OVER TO HER PLACE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone please Welcome my favorite BoheMian... Miz Bohemia from Miz BoheMia's Rhapsody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mizbohemia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/mizbohemia.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched           you? (Name of Artist and Song please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         This is really hard!  There are so many but           the one that jumps to mind right away is           "Fire and Rain" by &lt;a href="http://www.jamestaylor.com/"&gt;James Taylor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;         Just yesterday morning they let me know you           were gone&lt;br /&gt;  Susanne the plans they made put an end to           you&lt;br /&gt;  I walked out this morning and I wrote down           this song&lt;br /&gt;  I just cant remember who to send it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ive seen fire and Ive seen rain&lt;br /&gt;  Ive seen sunny days that I thought would           never end&lt;br /&gt;  Ive seen lonely times when I could not find           a friend&lt;br /&gt;  But I always thought that Id see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Wont you look down upon me, jesus&lt;br /&gt;  Youve got to help me make a stand&lt;br /&gt;  Youve just got to see me through another day&lt;br /&gt;  My bodys aching and my time is at hand&lt;br /&gt;  And I wont make it any other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh, Ive seen fire and Ive seen rain&lt;br /&gt;  Ive seen sunny days that I thought would           never end&lt;br /&gt;  Ive seen lonely times when I could not find           a friend&lt;br /&gt;  But I always thought that Id see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Been walking my mind to an easy time my back           turned towards the sun&lt;br /&gt;  Lord knows when the cold wind blows itll           turn your head around&lt;br /&gt;  Well, theres hours of time on the telephone           line to talk about things&lt;br /&gt;  To come&lt;br /&gt;  Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces           on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh, Ive seen fire and Ive seen rain&lt;br /&gt;  Ive seen sunny days that I thought would           never end&lt;br /&gt;  Ive seen lonely times when I could not find           a friend&lt;br /&gt;  But I always thought that Id see you, baby,           one more time again, now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Thought Id see you one more time again&lt;br /&gt;  Theres just a few things coming my way this           time around, now&lt;br /&gt;  Thought Id see you, thought Id see you fire           and rain, now&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         I first heard it in River Phoenix's movie           "Running on Empty", which is just one of my           favorite movies of all time.  Without           listening to the song in its entirety, it           haunted me and touched me deep within... the           sound, the melody and James Taylor's voice.            I was very much lost back then and on many           levels could relate to the lyrics but there           is this nostalgic beauty about that song           that touches me deep within to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         3)  What is one thing you wish for the           future generations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         Not original but it truly is what I said           when you &lt;a href="http://mymusichighway.com/2006/04/23/miz-b-and-me/"&gt;interviewed me&lt;/a&gt;... I think something           that would benefit all would be for an           inherent sense of compassion in all human           beings. Since the birth of my children,           Loverboy and I have made a conscious effort           to teach them about compassion. It is a           major tenet of our household and has been a           great eye opener in how we badly we lack           compassion on a global level. I think that           compassion would set this world straight and           ensure a safe future and heritage for our           children…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is           dear to your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;         There are so many but here I will stick with &lt;a href="http://www.amnesty.org/"&gt;Amnesty           International&lt;/a&gt; because of its           international renown and fantastic track           record in the fight for human rights.  Also,           through their website you can link to and           participate in a variety of fights and           issues...&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miz B...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've seen fire and I've seen rain&lt;br /&gt;I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end&lt;br /&gt;I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a majority of us have felt like these lyrics before... I surely have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excellent song, excellent musician... an excellent choice.  You never disappoint!  Thank You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115962115820803643?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115962115820803643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115962115820803643&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115962115820803643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115962115820803643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-favorite-bohemian-is-my-featured.html' title='My Favorite Bohemian is My Featured Guest...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115901624372116903</id><published>2006-09-23T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T07:50:59.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopping Down The Bunny Trail... Featuring Humming Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Another week has passed and it is time for another "My Music Highway Project" featured guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have the pleasure of introducing to you the one and only  "Humming Bunny" aka Brian from the blog &lt;a href="http://hummingbunny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Truth is Freedom&lt;/a&gt;.   I "met" Brian several months ago after reading his beautiful poetry.  I was hooked.  His poetry writing has developed into short stories, tales of his past, and make believe characters... someone called Dewey Knickers I believe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed his wit, his passion, his advice, his love for others and my list goes on.   I am pleased to introduce to you "Humming Bunny" aka Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hummingbunny.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/hummingbunny.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Let's see, the last question first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What is one Project/Charity that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.specialolympics.org/Special+Olympics+Public+Website/default.htm"&gt;Special         Olympics&lt;/a&gt; is a program I have supported for a long time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; That the tribal conflicts will         vanish.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please) and How did it inspire /touch/ change you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One song huh?  Ok, one of the triggers that         propelled me into blogging is Emmylou Harris singing "Lost Unto This World". I         bought the album Stumble Into Grace because I've always liked her         music. I did not know this song until I heard it the first time.I hit         repeat over and over again. It has become a song that I sing often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Artist/Band:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" href="http://www.emmylou.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Emmylou Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lyrics for Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Lost Unto This World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lyrics for Album: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Stumble Into Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (Emmylou Harris/Danniel Lanois)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once some mother's darlin'&lt;br /&gt;Some daddy's little girl&lt;br /&gt;More precious than the ruby&lt;br /&gt;More cherished than the pearl&lt;br /&gt;My heart was full of mercy&lt;br /&gt;And my forehead full of curl&lt;br /&gt;Now I am nothing and am lost unto this world&lt;br /&gt;I am lost unto this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They herded me like cattle&lt;br /&gt;Cut me down like corn&lt;br /&gt;Took me from my babies&lt;br /&gt;Before they could be born&lt;br /&gt;You can blame it on the famine&lt;br /&gt;You can blame it on the war&lt;br /&gt;You can blame it on the devil&lt;br /&gt;It don't matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;I am lost unto this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tortured in the desert&lt;br /&gt;I was raped out on the piain&lt;br /&gt;I was murdered by the high way&lt;br /&gt;And my cries went up in vain&lt;br /&gt;My blood is on the mountain&lt;br /&gt;My blood is on the sand&lt;br /&gt;My blood runs in the river&lt;br /&gt;That now washes thru their hands&lt;br /&gt;I am lost unto this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get no witness this unholy tale to teil&lt;br /&gt;Was God the only one there watching&lt;br /&gt;And weeping as l feil&lt;br /&gt;O you among the living&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me at all&lt;br /&gt;Will you write my name out&lt;br /&gt;With a single finger scrawl&lt;br /&gt;Across a broken window&lt;br /&gt;In some long forgotten wall&lt;br /&gt;That goes stretching out forever&lt;br /&gt;Where the tears of heaven fall&lt;br /&gt;I am lost unto this world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very powerful song, Brian.  Thank you for sharing and participating in this project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115901624372116903?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115901624372116903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115901624372116903&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115901624372116903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115901624372116903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/09/hopping-down-bunny-trail-featuring.html' title='Hopping Down The Bunny Trail... Featuring Humming Bunny'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115837669129976636</id><published>2006-09-15T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:27:49.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Mom is Our Featured Guest...</title><content type='html'>My Favorite Mom... &lt;a href="http://raginmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raging Mom&lt;/a&gt;... is this weeks Featured Guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first met Raging Mom over at &lt;a href="http://www.sgthook.com"&gt;Sgt Hook's&lt;/a&gt; place.  I quickly fell in love with this woman when she started emailing me offering any help she could give me with &lt;a href="http://mymusichighway.com/category/eugene/"&gt;Eugune&lt;/a&gt; and the rest of the veterans in my home town.  She sent Eugene and the vets a home made blanket and an eagle blanket (Which I have yet to give Eugene... he is in the nursing home... and will continue to be in the nursing home for what looks like another month... something about his insurance will only allow him to stay in the nursing home for up to 90 days unless he is on his death bed)  ANYWAY... she has to be the sweetest lady I have met via blogging.  Her writing makes me laugh, think and sometimes cry.  She has one of the kindest hearts I know... and I hope to one day meet her and Old Sarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... EVERYONE... welcome "My Music Highway Project's" featured guest and my favorite mom... &lt;a href="http://raginmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raging Mom...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://raginmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/ragingmom.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lee Greenwood, God Bless the USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God Bless the USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leegreenwood.com/"&gt;Lee Greenwood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If tomorrow all the things were gone I'd worked for all my life,&lt;br /&gt;  And I had to start again with just my children and my wife.&lt;br /&gt;  I'd thank my lucky stars to be living here today,&lt;br /&gt;  'Cause the flag still stands for freedom and they can't take that away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;  And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me.&lt;br /&gt;  And I'd gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today.&lt;br /&gt;  'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land God bless the U.S.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  From the lakes of Minnesota, to the hills of Tennessee,&lt;br /&gt;  across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  From Detroit down to Houston and New York to LA,&lt;br /&gt;  Well, there's pride in every American heart,&lt;br /&gt;  and it's time to stand and say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;  And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me.&lt;br /&gt;  And I'd gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today.&lt;br /&gt;  'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land God bless the U.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When this first started getting popular in the         late 80's/early 90's (Shayna were you born then? ;)         and I was getting involved with the VFW in a big         way, we would all stand in a circle holding hands         and sing with the song. It was and still is very         moving for me and expresses to a "T" how much I love         my country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wish that the future generation learns to         respect and honor their soldiers, sailors, airmen         and Marines; that they don't have the disconnect         with those serving that we seem to have now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is one Project/Charity that is dear to your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Oh my. I have so many. There's Operation Uplink         and Unmet Needs with the VFW....But no, the one that         is really touching my heart (and my wallet when I         can!) is Soldiers Angels. These ladies are doing the         wonderful things for our troops. I may have a little         something going for them- guess what, it involves a         quilt, surprise surprise!- in the near future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In 1984 I was 7 years old when this song came out.  I can remember when I was in 7th and 8th grade this was one of the songs that my choir would sing.  It's a song that is beautifully written and is very moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that we American's could live up to these particuar lyrics "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I'm free. And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me. And I'd gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Raging Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115837669129976636?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115837669129976636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115837669129976636&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115837669129976636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115837669129976636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-favorite-mom-is-our-featured-guest.html' title='My Favorite Mom is Our Featured Guest...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115780231307003078</id><published>2006-09-09T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T05:03:41.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooo Weee... it's the Major... Our Featured Guest</title><content type='html'>Another week and another Featured Guest...  I love my job!!!  Ya know, my job of getting the opportunity to design a cool little banner/logo for each of my featured guests...  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks guest is &lt;a href="http://www.majordad1984.com/"&gt;Major Dad 1984&lt;/a&gt;.  I'd never dare to cross this man.  Anyone that has Major in their name... I'll give them all the respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major Dad brings an interesting twist to the blogging world with his photo caption contest humor, his family life, his job and his love for his country.  I "met" Major Dad several months ago when I cracked up at one of his captions he left over at &lt;a href="http://sgthook.com"&gt;Sgt Hook's&lt;/a&gt;.  Ever since then I travel on over to Major Dad's when I need a laugh or if I really want my mind to be fed with some truly wonderful writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Please Welcome "My Music Highway Project's" Featured Guest &lt;a href="http://www.majordad1984.com/"&gt;MAJOR DAD 1984&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/1600/majordad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/majordad.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Just a Closer Walk With Thee....(Many artists do it justice...but actually the one I like best is from "White Men Can't Jump's" soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just a Closer Walk With Thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am weak, but Thou art strong;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jesus, keep me from all wrong;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’ll be satisfied as long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As I walk, let me walk close to Thee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just a closer walk with Thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Grant it, Jesus, is my plea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Daily walking close to Thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Through this world of toil and snares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If I falter, Lord, who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Who with me my burden shares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just a closer walk with Thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Grant it, Jesus, is my plea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Daily walking close to Thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When my feeble life is o’er,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Time for me will be no more;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Guide me gently, safely o’er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To Thy kingdom shore, to Thy shore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just a closer walk with Thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Grant it, Jesus, is my plea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Daily walking close to Thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I suppose that I'm one of those believers that you won't see in church on Sundays...and I like to think that I live my life as best as I can trying to keep up with the Almighty.  When we had the sad job of choosing music for my grandmother's funeral I chose it for a number of reasons...as she helped make me a believer...and had suffered a stroke that took her ability to walk for several years before she passed.&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I hope that we can get back on track with something I consider mostly lost in this country....and that's personal responsibility/accountability.  I seem to hear something every day that leads me to believe that there's not a person in this country that's willing to fess up to mistakes/crisises/etc of their own making.  As I said, I just came in from umpiring softball for adults.  You would be absolutely amazed/ashamed to hear some of the comments.  "Why do we play with these mush balls?"  (In spite of seeing several of them jacked deep into our "ground rule home run" long grass.  "Why can't they do something with this field....it's in terrible condition?"  (There's a war on boys and girls...we don't have money to have contractors clean our latrines anymore)  Things like that....&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'd like to see people become more responsible for their own futures.  The concept that I take 15% of my before tax pay and invest it for my retirement seems somewhat arcane.  People are too wrapped up in carrying the newest gadget cellphone, driving the flashiest debt makers, and the like.  Live within your means....and save for your own futures.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;              &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               4.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is one Project/ Charity that is dear to your heart?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Valour-IT:  &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.soldiersangels.org/valour/"&gt;http://www.soldiersangels.org&lt;wbr&gt;/valour/&lt;/a&gt;  This project provides laptop computers with Internet access and adds a voice recognition package that allows our wounded servicemen and women maintain contact with friends, family and comrades in the field as they recover in places like t &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.bethesda.med.navy.mil/"&gt;he National Naval Medical Center (Bethesda Naval Hospital),&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.bamc.amedd.army.mil/"&gt;Brooke Army Medical Center (TX),&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.landstuhl.healthcare.hqusareur.army.mil/"&gt;Landstuhl Regional Medical Center (Germany),&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.mamc.amedd.army.mil/mamc/mamcexthome.htm"&gt;Madigan Regional Medical Center (WA),&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.bethesda.med.navy.mil/"&gt;The National Naval Medical Center,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.enhcp.com/"&gt;Naval Hospital, Camp Pendleton (CA),&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://www.wramc.amedd.army.mil/"&gt;Walter Reed Army Medical Center (DC) &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                    I think they've gotten the price on the packages down to around $600 a laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                    During Desert Storm, the NCO I served with during the long night shifts talked about that topic one night.  If something "bad" happened to us...what could we live without?  I decided that I could live without my legs, but I'd need my eyes and hands.  Project Valour-IT can help those that aren't as lucky.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Major Dad for the beautiful song, the reasoning behind that song...  I have always loved that song...  My granny use to sing that song while she played her organ she had in her bedroom.  You have brought back some beautiful memories for me.   As far as Project-Valour-IT..  it is a wonderful project and we all need to do more in supporting it!  Thanks again, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115780231307003078?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115780231307003078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115780231307003078&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115780231307003078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115780231307003078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/09/oooo-weee-its-major-our-featured-guest.html' title='Oooo Weee... it&apos;s the Major... Our Featured Guest'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115730208377567598</id><published>2006-09-03T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:03:33.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Featured Guest Confusion "Loveless"</title><content type='html'>Okay... so I am really confused if Ms. Emily from &lt;a href="http://emilyloveless.blogspot.com/"&gt;Loveless&lt;/a&gt; has retired from blogging or not...  A little bird has showed me that Ms. Emily may be switching over to "Word Press".  So... If you click on her "Loveless" link it takes you to an advertisement for teeny bikini's or something of the sort.  So I am a little confused on if she is staying a blogger or not... SOOOOO... I am going to assume she is staying a blogger and reinstate her as Featured Guest of the week.  I will link her blog up for the time being with "My Music Highway Project" because she does moderate here every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... the first time I "met" Emily was via email when she asked me to Join "Bloggers With Boobies"... I read about her project and thought it was great.  (I would link to it but her blog is gone for now)...  I was and have been "taken back" by this girl's raw beauty and beautiful writing.                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy her humor, her love, her sweetness and above all, her sincerity.  She is a beautiful soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone please welcome "My Music Highway Project's" featured guest... Emily from the disappearing "Loveless"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/1600/emiliy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/emiliy.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been many but I suppose I would have to answer that with Johnny Cash's "I Walk The Line"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl that was my Daddy's favorite song and he used to sing it to me each and every night when tucked me in to bed. I always felt warm, snug, safe and loved no matter what whenever he'd softly sing to me. Ever since then whenever I hear that particular song I feel a warmth come over me and for a moment, maybe just a moment, all's right with my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)  What is one thing you wish for the future generations? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace on Earth, Good Will Towards Men..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there are a few I feature on my blog I suppose the most important, for both personal and societal reasons, is the fight agaisnt breast cancer. In addition to millions of women worldwide, both my paternal and maternal grandmothers died from this scourge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read more about &lt;a href="http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/traveling-down-my-music-highway.html"&gt;Emily's song choice here&lt;/a&gt;... It's a very touching post of this song and her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya, Emily and what a perfect song for this project and for some wonderful memories!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115730208377567598?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115730208377567598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115730208377567598&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115730208377567598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115730208377567598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/09/featured-guest-confusion-loveless.html' title='Featured Guest Confusion &quot;Loveless&quot;'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115720640882872336</id><published>2006-09-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:23:30.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Featured Guest "Me, Myself and Music Highway"</title><content type='html'>So, originally Emily from "Loveless" was suppose to be featured post for this week.  BUT... Emily has decided not to blog for awhile.  I respect her decision and will miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOO... You all are stuck with a fill in guest... MEEEE!!!! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my blog "&lt;a href="http://mymusichighway.com"&gt;My Music Highway&lt;/a&gt;" in January of this year... Although, I had originally started blogging back in August of 2005 with a little blog called "&lt;a href="http://girlontheblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Girl on the Blog&lt;/a&gt;"....  For those of you who "know" me... you already know how much music means to me.  It is in my blood and no matter how hard I try to leave the music world... I can not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me... as I have heard from many others who are participating in this project... this has been a hard decision to pick just one song... BUT... I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Tin Soldier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(by Lambert-Potter, sung by Coven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, children, to a story&lt;br /&gt;That was written long ago,&lt;br /&gt;'Bout a kingdom on a mountain&lt;br /&gt;And the valley-folk below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the mountain was a treasure&lt;br /&gt;Buried deep beneath the stone,&lt;br /&gt;And the valley-people swore&lt;br /&gt;They'd have it for their very own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and hate your neighbor,&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and cheat a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Do it in the name of Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;You can justify it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;There won't be any trumpets blowing&lt;br /&gt;Come the judgement day,&lt;br /&gt;On the bloody morning after....&lt;br /&gt;One tin soldier rides away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the people of the valley&lt;br /&gt;Sent a message up the hill,&lt;br /&gt;Asking for the buried treasure,&lt;br /&gt;Tons of gold for which they'd kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came an answer from the kingdom,&lt;br /&gt;"With our brothers we will share&lt;br /&gt;All the secrets of our mountain,&lt;br /&gt;All the riches buried there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and hate your neighbor,&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and cheat a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Do it in the name of Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;You can justify it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;There won't be any trumpets blowing&lt;br /&gt;Come the judgement day,&lt;br /&gt;On the bloody morning after....&lt;br /&gt;One tin soldier rides away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the valley cried with anger,&lt;br /&gt;"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"&lt;br /&gt;And they killed the mountain-people,&lt;br /&gt;So they won their just reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they stood beside the treasure,&lt;br /&gt;On the mountain, dark and red.&lt;br /&gt;Turned the stone and looked beneath it...&lt;br /&gt;"Peace on Earth" was all it said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and hate your neighbor,&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and cheat a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Do it in the name of Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;You can justify it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;There won't be any trumpets blowing&lt;br /&gt;Come the judgement day,&lt;br /&gt;On the bloody morning after....&lt;br /&gt;One tin soldier rides away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and hate your neighbor,&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and cheat a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Do it in the name of Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;You can justify it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;There won't be any trumpets blowing&lt;br /&gt;Come the judgement day,&lt;br /&gt;On the bloody morning after....&lt;br /&gt;One tin soldier rides away.&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) How did it inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was a teenager when I really FIRST heard this song.  I mean REALLY FIRST "HEARD" it.  The words touched me so...  It was during the time of the Gulf War and I had family and friends over seas fighting... for a cause (at the time) I wasn't so sure about.  I had lost 1 family member during the war and had no clue how to handle the pain.  Well, somehow (I can't remember how) this song "fell" right into my lap and I listened for the FIRST time to its words... its beautiful and precious words.  For some reason, this song has always stuck with me... it reminds me every time I hear that no matter what... violence and hate are never the answer!!!&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish so much, that my son and those after my son have a world that they are not afraid to live in.  A world they can trust... with leaders they can trust...  And because of our men and women in the military... I have faith they will lead the way on this path...&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://soldiersangels.org"&gt;Soldiers Angels&lt;/a&gt;... I can't say enough about this group of well... Angels...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k9Lt8dYSh3w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k9Lt8dYSh3w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115720640882872336?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115720640882872336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115720640882872336&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115720640882872336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115720640882872336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/09/featured-guest-me-myself-and-music.html' title='Featured Guest &quot;Me, Myself and Music Highway&quot;'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115685688119664958</id><published>2006-08-29T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:20:24.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You want to make a difference in the world? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't worry about saving it all at once, just try it one person at a time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be a friend..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's our Shayna's One-Year Blogaversary. I was wondering what to get her, new shoes maybe? Every woman loves shoes right? Right! The problem was I didn't know her size. A new purse? Why sure, of course a new purse just crys out for new shoes. That pesky size issue again. You see my problem. Then I happened to listen to an old Beatles song and as the lyrics wafted around me I though what better present than a song for someone who has been so special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"IN MY LIFE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There are places I'll remember&lt;br /&gt;All my life though some have changed&lt;br /&gt;Some forever not for better&lt;br /&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;br /&gt;All these places have their moments&lt;br /&gt;With lovers and friends I still can recall&lt;br /&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;br /&gt;In my life I've loved them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of all these friends and lovers&lt;br /&gt;There is no one compares with you&lt;br /&gt;And these memories lose their meaning&lt;br /&gt;When I think of love as something new&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you my dearest friend Shayna, Happy Blogaversary and best wishes for many, many more! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thank you for inviting me to journey with you down this wonderful Highway of Music!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love 'ya,&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Making a difference&lt;br /&gt;In my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115685688119664958?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115685688119664958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115685688119664958&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115685688119664958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115685688119664958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-my-life.html' title='In My Life'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16300394895519184825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2759/3222/1600/kimosmilehat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115661682059606655</id><published>2006-08-26T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T18:06:54.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Featured Guest - The Brawling Belle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's that time again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited about this weeks guest... Sar from Belle of the Brawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://belleofthebrawl.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://belleofthebrawl.blogspot.com"&gt;Belle of the Brawl&lt;/a&gt; is a fabulous "place" to go and hang-out.  While there you are able to relax, throw off your shoes and stay as long as you wish.  Her wit, her smarts and brilliance makes spectacular Sar, in our opinion, ONE of the many best bloggers. Belle of the Brawl is a must read blog for us here at "My Music Highway Project".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone... Kick off your shoes and stay awhile and enjoy our Featured Guest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://belleofthebrawl.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/sar.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                            1)  What song has truly inspired/touched            you? (Name of Artist and Song please) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;What A Wonderful         World by Louis Armstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                            2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change            you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This is a song that         always makes me stop and reflect.  We live in a         bustling, opinionated society, and we tend to get         wrapped up in all the daily minutia that comes with         it.  This song is a reminder that it's important to         not only take the time to stop and smell the roses,         but also appreciate their blooming before us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see trees of         green........ red roses too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see em bloom.....         for me and for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I think to         myself.... what a wonderful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3)  What is one thing you wish for the            future generations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        My wish for future generations is the achievement of         unconditional tolerance and acceptance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The colors of a         rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are also on the         faces.....of people ..going by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see friends         shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They're really         sayin......i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4)  What is one "Project"/"Charity" that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There are so many charities, it's hard to choose.  The primary charity I support is &lt;a href="http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/"&gt;Doctors Without Borders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eflclub.com/2songs/wonderfulworld/wonderfulworld1.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eflclub.com/2songs/wonderfulworld/wonderfulworld1.htm"&gt;What A Wonderful World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(George Weiss / Bob Thiele)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see trees of green, red roses too&lt;br /&gt;I see them bloom for me and you&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see skies of blue and clouds of white&lt;br /&gt;The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors of a rainbow, so pretty in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Are also on the faces of people going by&lt;br /&gt;I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"&lt;br /&gt;They're really saying "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow&lt;br /&gt;They'll learn much more than I'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Sar for featuring this song.  It is and has always been a beautiful and meaningful song.  I have always loved this song and the way Louis Armstrong sang it... no one can sing it like him... he sang the song with his heart and you can hear that when listening to the song.  Perfect Song... in more ways than one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://cdcan.us/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115661682059606655?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115661682059606655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115661682059606655&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115661682059606655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115661682059606655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/featured-guest-brawling-belle.html' title='Featured Guest - The Brawling Belle'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115626641721742451</id><published>2006-08-22T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T10:16:16.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Hath Charms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast,&lt;br /&gt;To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ William Congreve ~&lt;br /&gt;The Mourning Bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I ran a story on my blog &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilyloveless.blogspot.com/2006/08/boobie-cover-goes-bust.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loveless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; about the hoopla surrounding the recent cover of Babytalk, a magazine designed for new mothers. The cover showed a baby nursing at his mother's breast. It was a beautiful picture, not prurient in any way, very wholesome and maternal. Yet there was such a hew and cry from the magazine's readership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of an old country song, been around for a while. Elvis Presley, Johnny Cash, Jerry Reed, Jimmy Dean and I don't know who all else recorded it. The song, "A Thing Called Love," and the words, especially the last three lines, speak very eloquently in answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Six foot six, he stood on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Weighed two hundred and thirty five pounds&lt;br /&gt;But I saw that giant of a man brought down&lt;br /&gt;To his knees by love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the kind of man that would gamble on luck&lt;br /&gt;Look you in the eye and never back up&lt;br /&gt;But I saw him a'cryin like a little whipped pup&lt;br /&gt;Because of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't see it with your eyes, hold it in your hand&lt;br /&gt;But like the wind it covers our land&lt;br /&gt;Strong enough to rule the heart of any man&lt;br /&gt;This thing called love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can lift you up, it can let you down&lt;br /&gt;Take your world, turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;Ever since time nothing's ever been&lt;br /&gt;Found that's stronger than love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most men are like me they struggle and doubt&lt;br /&gt;Trouble their mind day in and day out&lt;br /&gt;Too busy a'livin to worry about a thing called love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I see a mother's tenderness as she holds&lt;br /&gt;her young close to her breast, then I thank God&lt;br /&gt;This worlds been blessed with a thing called love." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thing called love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the gift music gives up, a language beyond words and a deeper understanding of ourselves and others.. be they people, nations, cultures or a gracious young mother nursing her beautiful&lt;br /&gt; newborn babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's soften rocks people,&lt;br /&gt;It really is up to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love 'ya,&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"The Mother and Child reunion&lt;br /&gt;is only a motion away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115626641721742451?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115626641721742451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115626641721742451&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115626641721742451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115626641721742451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/music-hath-charms.html' title='Music Hath Charms'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16300394895519184825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2759/3222/1600/kimosmilehat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115621492036231765</id><published>2006-08-21T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T19:48:40.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hands Are Small I Know...</title><content type='html'>So... &lt;a href="http://sgthook.com"&gt;Sgt Hook&lt;/a&gt; has his &lt;a href="http://sgthook.com/2006/08/21/caption-this-16/"&gt;Photo Caption Contest&lt;/a&gt; going on this week... the picture reminded me of one of my favorite songs. I thought it was the perfect caption for the picture... I suppose Sgt Hook will be the judge of that! LOL! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read these words and tell me if this song not only &lt;a href="http://sgthook.com/2006/08/21/caption-this-16/"&gt;Captions Sgt Hook's Contest&lt;/a&gt; but how these words caption the "&lt;a href="http://joinmymusichighwayproject.com"&gt;My Music Highway Project&lt;/a&gt;" so perfectly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hands &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics by &lt;a href="http://www.jeweljk.com/"&gt;Jewel&lt;/a&gt; Kilcher&lt;br /&gt;Music by Jewel Kilcher &amp; Patrick Leonard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could tell the world just one thing&lt;br /&gt;It would be that we're all OK&lt;br /&gt;And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful&lt;br /&gt;And useless in times like these&lt;br /&gt;I won't be made useless&lt;br /&gt;I won't be idle with despair&lt;br /&gt;I will gather myself around my faith&lt;br /&gt;For light does the darkness most fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are small, I know&lt;br /&gt;But they're not yours, they are my own&lt;br /&gt;But they're not yours, they are my own&lt;br /&gt;And I am never broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poverty stole your golden shoes&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't steal your laughter&lt;br /&gt;And heartache came to visit me&lt;br /&gt;But I knew it wasn't ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll fight, not out of spite&lt;br /&gt;For someone must stand up for what's right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause where there's a man who has no voice&lt;br /&gt;There ours shall go singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are small I know&lt;br /&gt;But they're not yours, they are my own&lt;br /&gt;But they're not yours, they are my own&lt;br /&gt;And I am never broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end only kindness matters&lt;br /&gt;In the end only kindness matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get down on my knees, and I will pray&lt;br /&gt;I will get down on my knees, and I will pray&lt;br /&gt;I will get down on my knees, and I will pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are small I know&lt;br /&gt;But they're not yours, they are my own&lt;br /&gt;But they're not yours, they are my own&lt;br /&gt;And I am never broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are small I know&lt;br /&gt;But they're not yours, they are my own&lt;br /&gt;But they're not yours, they are my own&lt;br /&gt;And I am never broken&lt;br /&gt;We are never broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are God's eyes&lt;br /&gt;God's hands&lt;br /&gt;God's mind&lt;br /&gt;We are God's eyes&lt;br /&gt;God's hands&lt;br /&gt;God's heart&lt;br /&gt;We are God's eyes&lt;br /&gt;God's hands&lt;br /&gt;God's eyes&lt;br /&gt;We are God's hands&lt;br /&gt;We are God's hands&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 292px; HEIGHT: 64px" src="http://clips2.vimeo.com/video_files/2006/08/21/vimeo.182690.eb1737.wmv" type="video/x-ms-wmv" controller="true" autoplay="false" autostart="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little sample of me singing my favorite lyrics of this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 219px" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" width="264" height="219" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/117656/20060821/191112.flv&amp;post=1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't hear the above... try this one... but for some reason it cuts me off at the end... sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...and the music plays on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115621492036231765?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115621492036231765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115621492036231765&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115621492036231765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115621492036231765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-hands-are-small-i-know.html' title='My Hands Are Small I Know...'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115604552557508267</id><published>2006-08-19T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T17:29:05.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Featured Guest "Doug-O-Licious"</title><content type='html'>This weeks featured guest is Doug "DAWG" from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bitterbierce.blogspot.com/"&gt;Waking Ambrose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Doug... okay, okay, okay I admit it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me rephrase so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://wonderlandornot.net"&gt;Coop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; doesn't get upset... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Doug's Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always makes me think... using words and finding "definitions" of the words... some words I have never heard of!  I usually define the "word of the day" through a song... :)  Glad he allows me to get away with that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... FELLOW BLOGGERS... Welcome our featured guest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bitterbierce.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/320/doug.0.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched            you? (Name of Artist and Song please)            &lt;/span&gt;Beside You, by Van Morrison&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  How did it inspire/touch/ or change            you?&lt;/span&gt;  I got what poetry is for for            the first time.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)  What is one thing you wish for the            future generations?&lt;/span&gt;   Fewer members.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                            4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity"            that is dear to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;  A            project I'm working on to help people            with disabilities create and webcast            stories about their challenges.           &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" target="_blank" href="http://cdcan.us/"&gt;           http://cdcan.us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beside You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vanmorrison.co.uk/"&gt;Van Morrison&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Little jimmy's gone way out of the back streets&lt;br /&gt;Out of the window, into the falling rain,&lt;br /&gt;And he's right on time, right on time.&lt;br /&gt;That's why broken arrow waved his finger&lt;br /&gt;Down the road so dark and narrow&lt;br /&gt;In the evening just before the sunday sixbells chime&lt;br /&gt;And way out on the highway&lt;br /&gt;All the dogs are barkin' way down below&lt;br /&gt;And you wander away from your hillside retreated view&lt;br /&gt;Went to wanderin' nordhbridge way out on the railroad&lt;br /&gt;Together all the tipping trucks will unload&lt;br /&gt;All the scrapbooks built together stuck with glue&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stand beside you, beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh child, to never wonder why&lt;br /&gt;To never, never, never, never wonder why at all&lt;br /&gt;To never, never, never, never wonder why&lt;br /&gt;It's gotta be, it has to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the crystal pavements&lt;br /&gt;Way across the country where the hillside mountains glide&lt;br /&gt;The dynamo of your smile caressed the&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot virgin child&lt;br /&gt;To wander past your window in the nighttime cross the floor&lt;br /&gt;Crying as ecstasy surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;Through the night air your proud time is open&lt;br /&gt;Go well against the pointed idle breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past the footlights of the brazen silence easy&lt;br /&gt;In the night you cry and you want spirits to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and do it one more time baby&lt;br /&gt;You're satisfied I guess, you're way up and the sky comes down&lt;br /&gt;Kaleidoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open and just hold the lantern in the doorway,&lt;br /&gt;For the freedom of it.&lt;br /&gt;And you take the night air through your nostrils and you breathe&lt;br /&gt;In out, in out&lt;br /&gt;And you breathe just like that, just like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it get you when it gets you&lt;br /&gt;When it gets ya&lt;br /&gt;You may not know it's got you until you turn around&lt;br /&gt;And I'll point a finger at you, point a finger at you&lt;br /&gt;You say which way, which way&lt;br /&gt;That's alright, we've gotten hip to it&lt;br /&gt;Goin' to do it right now.&lt;br /&gt;Behind you&lt;br /&gt;Beside you, beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh child to never wonder why&lt;br /&gt;To never, never, never, never wonder why at all&lt;br /&gt;Never never never never wonder why at all.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song, Doug... simply beautiful and perfect for this project... Thank You my Dawg! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115604552557508267?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115604552557508267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115604552557508267&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115604552557508267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115604552557508267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/featured-guest-doug-o-licious.html' title='Featured Guest &quot;Doug-O-Licious&quot;'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115595632409815449</id><published>2006-08-18T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:03:47.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling Down My Music Highway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is an encore post of the original from August 11th at Loveless. I wrote this in response to Shayna's original email inviting all her blogging friends to join her and travel together, all of us, down a wonderful highway of music. This is mine, and for those of you who haven't already read this I wanted to share it with you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2759/3222/1600/mymusichighway.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2759/3222/320/mymusichighway.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;When I was just a little girl, whenever I was frightened or felt so all alone, my Daddy would hold me in his arms and softly he would sing to me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep a close watch on this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;I keep my eyes wide open all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I keep the ends out for the tie that binds&lt;br /&gt;Because you're mine,&lt;br /&gt;I walk the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sure as night is dark and day is light&lt;br /&gt;I keep you on my mind both day and night&lt;br /&gt;And happiness I've known proves that it's right&lt;br /&gt;Because you're mine,&lt;br /&gt;I walk the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a way to keep me on your side&lt;br /&gt;You give me cause for love that I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide&lt;br /&gt;Because you're mine,&lt;br /&gt;I walk the line"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That was Daddy's favorite song and whenever he'd sing it to me I'd always feel so warm, snug and loved. No matter what terrible little girl terrors had troubled me, suddenly all was right in my tiny bit of the world. I've long since grown and moved away, we lost Daddy a few years ago, yet to this day whenever I hear "I Walk The Line" a warmth comes over me and for a moment, perhaps just a single lovely moment, I can still hear my Daddy singing to me and all's right in my big girl world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The power of music..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My friend Shayna at &lt;a href="http://www.mymusichighway.com/"&gt;My Music Highway&lt;/a&gt; has started a wonderful new project. She wants, hopes, to help stand agaisnt the rising tide of hate and hopelessness in the world today. It's her dearest desire that we listen, together, all peoples, to the music of the world's throbbing heartbeat. I hear it, I'm with her&lt;br /&gt;and I'm sure you can hear it also.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The power of music..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is my Music Highway, what's yours? What are the songs that have touched your life? What are the melodies that speak to your heart? Be it Bach to the Beatles, Peggy Sue to Bobbie Sue or Rock to Reggae we all understand the language of music. Won't you travel down your&lt;br /&gt;Music Highway with us?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shayna's &lt;a href="http://www.mymusichighway.com/behind-the-title-of-music-highway/"&gt;Music Highway Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love 'ya,&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Remembering my Daddy&lt;br /&gt;and the Man In Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's room for all of us on this magical, mystery tour&lt;br /&gt;down our Music Highways, won't you join us?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115595632409815449?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115595632409815449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115595632409815449&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115595632409815449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115595632409815449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/traveling-down-my-music-highway.html' title='Traveling Down My Music Highway'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16300394895519184825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2759/3222/1600/kimosmilehat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115578494893498046</id><published>2006-08-16T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:22:28.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Highway Has No Left or Right Turn</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to announce to each of you that a fellow blogger... Emily over at "&lt;a href="http://emilyloveless.blogspot.com/"&gt;Loveless&lt;/a&gt;" has agreed to join me as administrator/moderator of "&lt;a href="http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com"&gt;My Music Highway Project&lt;/a&gt;".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thrilled that Emily has agreed to help me out.  My main reason for asking Emily to join me is... my life has become extremely busy with my little one, my hubby, my job... and a new songwriter/music adventure (I will write about a little later).  I read her post "&lt;a href="http://emilyloveless.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-music-highway.html"&gt;My Music Highway&lt;/a&gt;" regarding her daddy, the project and a song that touched her most.  After reading that post... I thought to myself "She knows exactly what I am trying to do with the project... I have to have her help me!!!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed Emily and asked her to join me... (Emily... I hope you don't mind but I am going to share a little of our emails... it is a vital part of this post... :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an email back from Emily thrilled that I asked her to help me.  She just had one concern... she was afraid that people would not join if she was helping moderate the blog because of her sexuality and wanted me to think about that.  I truly appreciated Emily thinking of the project and why people may not join. My answer back to her was... the theme to "My Music Highway Project" was to help get rid of HATE, RACISM, BIAS, PREJUDICE, PRECONCEPTION through music... and frankly, if someone doesn't join because of Emily's sexuality... then they just don't GET the project and I rather not have them apart of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that... she excepted my offer... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to the "My Music Highway Project" is to bring everyone together as one... for a brief moment... through music.  The world would be such a better place if we all spoke the same language of music.  No more HATE, RACISM, BIAS, PREJUDICE, PRECONCEPTIONÂwe are all victimsÂ and we are all guilty of itÂ  Wouldn't it be wonderful for one moment all of those thoughts and feelings would vanish!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily has joined me... and yes, my friends, she is a lesbian.  But to me... that doesn't change a thing.  This project is not a straight, lesbian, gay project... it is a human race project.  AND... believe it or not... we all belong to the human race.  We are all different... and that is what makes us each so very special.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Highway Has No Left or Right Turn when it comes to standing up for what I believe in and who I believe in... and I believe that everyone no matter what their skin color, their sexuality, their religion, etc... has a story, has feelings, has a soul, has highway that they travel.  Sometimes when we make a left or right turn off of our highway's... that is when HATE, RACISM, BIAS, PREJUDICE, PRECONCEPTION begin to occur.  Let's try, I MEAN TRY, to stay on the highway... and not veer off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Emily for yowillingnessess to help me out.  I truly, truly appreciate it!  EVERYONE... please welcome Emily with open arms to our "&lt;a href="http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com"&gt;My Music Highway Project&lt;/a&gt;"...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115578494893498046?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115578494893498046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115578494893498046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115578494893498046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115578494893498046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-highway-has-no-left-or-right-turn.html' title='My Highway Has No Left or Right Turn'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115561011750156370</id><published>2006-08-14T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:52:32.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Let Your Life Pass You By</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Cross Posted Over at "&lt;a href="http://mymusichighway.com"&gt;My Music Highway&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to figure out what song has touched me and means so much to me... *&lt;a href="http://joinmymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com"&gt;trying to answer my own 4 questions&lt;/a&gt;*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to come up with just one song... so many songs have touched me, my life and my soul in so many ways... just by the rhythm, rhyme, vocals, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I figured... throughout the "&lt;a href="http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com"&gt;My Music Highway Project&lt;/a&gt;"... I will showcase some of my favorite songs by my favorite artists... and at the end of the project... I will answer my question "What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am showcasing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 300px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:+1;" &gt;I Will Remember You&lt;br /&gt;By Sarah Mclachlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don’t let your life pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Remember the good times that we had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I let them slip away from us when things got bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How clearly I first saw you smilin’ in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don’t let your life pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’m so tired but I can’t sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Standin’ on the edge of something much too deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It’s funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We are screaming inside, but we can’t be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But I will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don’t let your life pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’m so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.CodesAndLyrics.com" target="_blank"&gt;CodesAndLyrics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-mplayer2" autosize="true" autostart="0" src="http://www.CodesAndLyrics.net/calasx/sarahmclachlan-iwillrememberyou.asx" style="" showcontrols="1" showstatusbar="0" loop="0" enablecontextmenu="0" displaysize="1" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" height="45" width="300"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm so tired but I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Standin' on the edge of something much too deep&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word&lt;br /&gt;We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how many times I have felt this way... There are times I just burst out singing these lyrics... seriously I do!  Specially when I'm having a bad day, week or year... :)  It just makes me feel better knowing someone else felt the same way as I do... hell, they wrote the song! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is tooo short to sweat the small stuff"... this is what my grandmother always said.  So, I try not to dwell on the past... and try to live for the present... enjoying each moment I have on this earth with the ones I love... and I try not to "weep" over my memories... I'm just so thankful I have them... the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this past weekend will always be a beautiful memory... my son and niece living it up at the zoo.  I had so much fun watching the two of them.  This is the life PEOPLE!!!  It doesn't get any better than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img id="image537" src="http://mymusichighway.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/08/zoo.gif" alt="zoo.gif" height="170" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by each of your blogs tomorrow... for tonight I am beat and ready for bed! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115561011750156370?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115561011750156370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115561011750156370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115561011750156370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115561011750156370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-let-your-life-pass-you-by.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Your Life Pass You By'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115534820171377724</id><published>2006-08-11T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T04:58:13.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"My Music Highway Project" Featured Guest "Courting Destiny"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://courtingdestiny.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/pia.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks "&lt;a href="http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com"&gt;My Music Highway Project&lt;/a&gt;" Featured Blogger is the always inspiring Pia Savage of &lt;a href="http://www.courtingdestiny.com"&gt;Courting Destiny&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://warrenzevon.com"&gt;Warren Zevon&lt;/a&gt; "Keep me in your heart" from "The Wind"---the whole album&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Shadows are fallin'&lt;br /&gt;and I'm runnin' out of breath&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I leave you&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean I love you any less&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your heart for a while&lt;br /&gt;When you get up in the mornin'&lt;br /&gt;and you see that crazy sun&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a train leavin' nightly&lt;br /&gt;called when all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lo&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lo&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when you're doin'&lt;br /&gt;simple things around the house&lt;br /&gt;maybe you'll think of me and smile&lt;br /&gt;you know I'm tied to you&lt;br /&gt;like the buttons on your blouse&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;take me to your dreams&lt;br /&gt;touch me as I fall into view&lt;br /&gt;and when the winter comes&lt;br /&gt;keep the fires lit&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engine driver's headed north&lt;br /&gt;to Pleasant Street&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;these wheels keep turnin&lt;br /&gt;but they're runnin out of steam&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lo&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lo&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart for awhile... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) How did it inspire/touch/ or change you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote it when he knew that he was dying. The whole album is about love and living each hour to the fullest. I had gotten bad blood tests and spent the year finding out that they were meaningless--always had perfect ones&lt;br /&gt;before--but as I went from specialist to specialist I would listen to this CD and feel hope, for he knew that he was dying. "Keep me in your heart" is a plea to both be loved and to be remebered. It taught me to be as honest and raw as possible in my writing &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) What is one thing you wish for the future generations? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That they live a healthy and long life. The change in the enviornment is scaring me more than anything. Then of course peace in the world, tolerance, and caring for one another. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I'm saying this but anything dealing with the enviornment--because damn I want kids to live a long life--then we can get back to peace on earth. So Al Gore for president in 08! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pia has written more about this project and this song over at her blog... Read it &lt;a href="http://courtingdestiny.com/archives/2006/08/12/keep-me-in-your-heart/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://courtingdestiny.com"&gt;PIA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FOR HELPING WITH THIS PROJECT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE stop by Emily's Blog "&lt;a href="http://emilyloveless.blogspot.com"&gt;Loveless&lt;/a&gt;" and read the fabulous &lt;a href="http://emilyloveless.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-music-highway.html"&gt;post she wrote &lt;/a&gt;about the "My Music Highway Project" and the song that reminds her of her late father... it's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115534820171377724?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115534820171377724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115534820171377724&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115534820171377724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115534820171377724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-music-highway-project-featured.html' title='&quot;My Music Highway Project&quot; Featured Guest &quot;Courting Destiny&quot;'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32291461.post-115488726063805852</id><published>2006-08-06T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:24:07.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"My Music Highway" Project Features "Pixie Lair"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/1600/pixie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/3527/200/pixie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Very First "&lt;a href="http://mymusichighway.com/behind-the-title-of-music-highway/"&gt;My Music Highway Project&lt;/a&gt;" Featured Guest is none other than Shell over at &lt;a href="http://www.dragonflyintornado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pixie Lair&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)  What song has truly inspired/touched you? (Name of Artist and Song please)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.superseventies.com/1975_10singles.html"&gt;At Seventeen by Janis Ian&lt;/a&gt;... because it is the story of my life, LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"AT SEVENTEEN"&lt;br /&gt;By Janis Ian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned the truth at seventeen&lt;br /&gt;That love was meant for beauty queens&lt;br /&gt;And high school girls with clear skinned smiles&lt;br /&gt;Who married young and then retired&lt;br /&gt;The valentines I never knew&lt;br /&gt;The Friday night charades of youth&lt;br /&gt;Were spent on one more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;At seventeen I learned the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those of us with ravaged faces&lt;br /&gt;Lacking in the social graces&lt;br /&gt;Desperately remained at home&lt;br /&gt;Inventing lovers on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Who called to say "come dance with me"&lt;br /&gt;And murmured vague obscenities&lt;br /&gt;It isn't all it seems at seventeen... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brown eyed girl in hand me downs&lt;br /&gt;Whose name I never could pronounce&lt;br /&gt;Said: "Pity please the ones who serve&lt;br /&gt;They only get what they deserve"&lt;br /&gt;The rich relationed hometown queen&lt;br /&gt;Marries into what she needs&lt;br /&gt;With a guarantee of company&lt;br /&gt;And haven for the elderly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember those who win the game&lt;br /&gt;Lose the love they sought to gain&lt;br /&gt;In debitures of quality and dubious integrity&lt;br /&gt;Their small-town eyes will gape at you&lt;br /&gt;In dull surprise when payment due&lt;br /&gt;Exceeds accounts received at seventeen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of us who knew the pain&lt;br /&gt;Of valentines that never came&lt;br /&gt;And those whose names were never called&lt;br /&gt;When choosing sides for basketball&lt;br /&gt;It was long ago and far away&lt;br /&gt;the world was younger than today&lt;br /&gt;when dreams were all they gave for free&lt;br /&gt;to ugly duckling girls like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all play the game, and when we dare&lt;br /&gt;We cheat ourselves at solitaire&lt;br /&gt;Inventing lovers on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Repenting other lives unknown&lt;br /&gt;That call and say: "Come on, dance with me"&lt;br /&gt;And murmur vague obscenities&lt;br /&gt;At ugly girls like me, at seventeen... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)  How did the song inspire/touch/ or change you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touched me because I realized I wasn't the only one who felt that way;  made me feel more compassion toward other "square pegs"... I love me some underdogs!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)  What is one thing you wish for the future generations?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!!!!  Of course... no more fear of terrorism or losing loved ones to wars and chaos. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)  What is one "Project"/ "Charity" that is dear to your heart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phxchildrens.com/"&gt;Phoenix Children's Hospital&lt;/a&gt; - they treat ALL Children for ALL illnesses, regardless of parent's ability to pay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welll, there you have it... Ms. Shell has helped start the journey down "My Music Highway"...  Thank you, Shell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned for next weeks "My Music Highway Project" featured guest... Pia Savage of &lt;a href="http://www.courtingdestiny.com"&gt;Courting Destiny&lt;/a&gt;...  AND don't forget if you haven't joined the "My Music Highway Project" blog roll... to do so &lt;a href="http://mymusichighway.com/behind-the-title-of-music-highway/"&gt;NOW&lt;/a&gt;!!! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Shell know how awesome she is to be apart of this project!!!  Many Hugs and Kisses, Shell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the music plays on!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32291461-115488726063805852?l=mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/feeds/115488726063805852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32291461&amp;postID=115488726063805852&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115488726063805852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32291461/posts/default/115488726063805852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymusichighwayproject.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-music-highway-project-features.html' title='&quot;My Music Highway&quot; Project Features &quot;Pixie Lair&quot;'/><author><name>Shayna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/musichighway/singing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
