I seem to be friends with the band on Facebook now, except for the lead guitarist. Might have attained even this had we stayed to visit the guys after the show. But, really, 1am is way past my bedtime.

My friend Nissim is not exactly a nice Jewish boy. Let’s just call him a complete Jew man. And he is a man. Not a boy. Only a very brave man would make an honest woman out of me.

He gets up early for me and stays up late, because we’re in different time zones. Finally we’re talking the possibility of two countries and some time apart. Engagement, married living, a place prepared, civil ceremony here, a better celebration there.

I’ll show him the City of Waterfalls. And we’ll walk and we’ll talk. The end of my ruined life.

No surprise that the phrase “rules of engagement” refer to war.

For a trinket are we enticed.

For a breaking of the rules are we wronged.

What deal is made in war to bring peace?

The highest levels are corrupt and it filters on down to the rank and file.

How to keep your integrity in a world bent on unfair treatment?

Why, the answer is simple…stay the course. It is a kingdom of conscience, and it is enough.

Until love and war are over we remain in a midsummer night’s dream.

Unless, of course, you’re fully awake.

Would somebody just turn the sin off so I could make sense?

This is a Led Zepplin I Can’t Quit You Baby, How Many More Times, Custard Pie, Hot Dog, Fool in the Rain, Gallows Pole, Rock and Roll, Communication Breakdown, Good Days Bad Days, Whole Lotta Love, Dazed and Confused, You Shook Me, Babe I’m Gonna Leave You post.

This is a hit rock bottom, the floors are not vaccumed, nothing is put away, I don’t deserve a real wine glass screw-top the Beach House blush kind of evening.

God it’s hot. LOVE!!!! Baby, you need coolin’

Okay, I think I got that out of my system. Blues.

You come out in the open and you over look the Western Wall. This is a Jewish man taking his prayers seriously. The men have more room to pray, and the women are all squashed up on the other side. Maybe they have more to pray about? Or do the men pray quicker?

My friend and I didn’t go all the way down there. We figured God could hear us fine, and we had a little prayer together.

I was wearing a sleeveless shirt so was given a bright peacock blue nylon covering to borrow for the large open courtyard. We walked around a bit then gave it back, and started walking back, took a different way and could walk right beside the old wall touching it.

Real rubber bottom sandals for grip are what I recommend for doing all of this, rather than cheap plastic bottoms because everything is a bit slippery even on bright sunny days.

I loved exploring this passion for Jerusalem with my friend.

David: tribe of Juda, shephard, poet, musician, hero, officer, husband, father, lover, activist, king–a man after God’s own heart.

Travel to Israel for a month, and every day something is getting done to get ready for it.

Ticket received, location decided, room paid for the whole month.

Never really been anywhere, and even a car ride is an adventure for me, so this’ll be way more fun.

Take off from Toronto airport in a little more than a couple of weeks and be up in the air for about 11 hours, then land in Tel Aviv, which one New York editor called “Mediterranean’s New Capital of Cool”.

With the Prime Minister of Israel visiting our Prime Minister in Canada, Jews are exploring their passion about being citizens here. God bless ‘em, everyone.

So, when exploring your passion take a look what ignites your very soul.

Can hardly wait to get there!

That day I was a mess…forgot to shower, my hair iron wasn’t turned on. But I just wanted to be there for my friend who was so excited about it for a couple years leading up to the event.

I moved back to Hamilton ON from Vancouver BC the year before and she was all excited about the reunion!

She told me she still had a crush on him since grade 4.

John was a popular boy, but I liked his red-haired friend.

Him and the red-haired boy, Donald, had to check our homework for a week when my really embarrassing note  (which was intercepted on its way to Barb) was read out loud at the front by the teacher .

Seems like a long time ago. Or just yesterday, not sure which.

Anyway, should have said something to him so he could “place” me. We chatted with him and his brother Jim in the auditorium (but I got my kisses in the doorway). And then we were too shy, when we came back after freaking out from touring the school and seeing how small everything was on the kindergarten side.

Barb told me later how she was so love-sick (10?) and she was walking up his long winding driveway to catch a glimpse of Johnny but he came at her like a bat out-of-hell on his bicycle to run her off his property!

hahahaha! Sorry, it was really was heart-breaking but the way she tells it is funny.

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This from The Joy of Sailing blog, video of hyperactive swimming dolphins (music to match).

Heads will roll

Random thoughts: have I ever finished anything?

Everywhere I go I always come on the scene just before there’s a big revolution.

Okay, so today someone at work was axed. Not me. Well maybe it will be me

Thought it might be me.

So, the VIPs came to access everything yesterday…and I always think everybody’s better than I am. That’s not some kind of false modesty.

I’m not English…but my grandparents were. Never even made it across the ocean. Here I am in the middle of hundreds of waterfalls…btw I flipped out when I saw Niagara Falls some weeks ago. I should be jaded by now, but I’ve been “living in a cave” so everything is brand new.

The weird thing about me is that I always come full circle about difficult people. Eventually you find out something that makes you deeply compassionate.

“Love all, trust a few” sums it up for me and Shakespeare.