Brand New Colony (not the show… a song)

OK.. so nothing deep tonight.. just that I’ve been hearing this song in the corner of my mind for the last several weeks. I catch snippets of it on the  radio while driving.. or coming out of stores. I kept thinking I hear the word ‘Colony’ in it.. I finally had to look it up.. It’s called “Brand New Colony” by the band  “The Postal Service”  . TPS is a spin off of “Death Cab for Cutie” which wrote  “Lack of Color” one of the songs I’ll always associate with Sam because his freinds used it for one of the slideshows they made for his memorial..  (I can’t find that one right now.. but here’s another one )
 
Anyway..    Brand New Colony makes me happy and long for the old dirty colony.  I woke up this morning and realized I’d been dreaming about my time on the show. I was at my workbench making soemthing .. I don’t recall what.. I just remember it wasn’t working.. It was a common scene for me.. and I have to say.. my favorite type of frustration..  Any geek/hacker will know what i mean by that..
I’m leaving those memories behind a little more each day. I’m forgetting the gritty feeling of the floor.. or the taste of the food… or the sounds of the gates..

I guess that means I’m ready for a new adventure

Maybe a brand new colony ? (don’t worry  I meant that metaphorically… I’m not going back for season 2 🙂

I guess that’s all I have for today.. In a way that’s kinda nice.. I’ll leave you with the words and music to the song.. Enjoy folks.. you too, Sam
-me

“Brand New Colony”  by The Postal Service.

I’ll be the grapes fermented,

Bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit

Like a perfect gentlemen

I’ll be the fire escape that’s bolted to the ancient brick

Where you will sit and contemplate your day

I’ll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning

In an open tab when your judgment’s on the brink

I’ll be the phonograph that plays your favorite

Albums back as you’re lying there drifting off to sleep…

I’ll be the platform shoes and undo what heredity’s done to you…

You won’t have to strain to look into my eyes

I’ll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat

With the collar up so you won’t catch a cold

I want to take you far from the cynics in this town

And kiss you on the mouth

We’ll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene,

Start a brand new colony

Where everything will change,

We’ll give ourselves new names (identities erased)

The sun will heat the grounds

Under our bare feet in this brand new colony

Everything will change, oOo oOo…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4h7MqeZRU8

Monday night – rainbows and ice cream

Two simple themes tonight.. rainbows and ice cream.. two substories to each.

First I got the following picture from friend Haleigh . Here dad had a samstone on his dashboard. She happened to get a shot with the stone reflected in a new rainbow.

Then later in the day I was at Gabe’s soccer game waiting to go home when I saw this rainbow in the sky.. the second in the  day.. pretty lucky.. no ?

And now two ice cream stories.. remmeber last night when I wen went to Ben’s and made icecream for the party goers there ? Well.. it had been a nice small crew there.. so I didn’t even use up a gallon of the yummy milk/cream/chocolate mixture Diane had made up to freeze.   At the end of the night I still had 2 gallons of the stuff.. and I couldn’t just throw them away. ..
   So…. today i took a short break at lunch to make a gallons worth of ice cream in the Work cafeteria.. I did it as a surprise.. so I didn’t have to ask 14 folks for permission.. It was yummy !  I was able to hand out ice cream to everyone in the cafeteria at that point in the day…     Even so.. I could only use up half of my supplies.

So.. after yoga, I went back into town to meet up with some friends from work who are here at a workshop. We met at American Flatbread.. then we headed out to make icecream. Ironically, the closest place was the parking lot that once was the site of the original Ben and Jerry’s.. With some of my buddies help we froze the remaining gallon of cream mix and either ate.. or handed it out.. It was a GREAT scene.. Folks were really appreciative .

Yum @.. almost ready !

We even ran into some strangers who recognized me from The Colony. It was great talking to them !

OK.. I can’t keep my eyes open any more.. the rest will have to wait till morning. gnite for now everyone.. Gnite Sam
-me

Sunday night – coals to newcastle

Lazy fall day.. Diane and I took a great hike up in honey hollow withe the dogs this
morning. It was misty and the fall colors.. muted as they are this year.. looked particularly nice.. The sun was filtering the mist is a really cool way… 

Our colors really aren’t that bright this year.. many places are still holding on to green.. but many have gone straight from yellow to brown without stopping in red or orange as they usually do.  The results is muted.. but still gorgeous.

As always we placed a samstone at the crossing of the fast running creek. This time I placed the stone in the water. I’d love to be able to watch the water smooth the stone over many months.. We’ll keep an eye on it.

We came home and began working around the house and the yard. One of the things I did was to clean out some of the yoga space.. That meant taking Sam’s drums up to the attic. Sam was always playing these things.. as were his friends. After Sam’s passing, his friends would come over and play.. or max would play when he was home.. then fewer people came to play music here. Now the drums are quiet and disassembled.. or is that dis-a-cymballed ?   Taking them up to the attic was one of those flashes of sadness that surface often in our lives now .. I put the drums in a safe place upstairs and cried for a bit.. then got back to my cleaning..

Gabe and I spent some time finishing our crazy giant chair.. the chair is actually the middle of our climber thing.. We cut the middle out last weekend in order to use the structure as a roof for our pizza oven. The center looked so much life a chair that we decided to finish it off. .. It’s very cool to sit in it that high.

Around 6, Diane and I headed over to Ben’s for a small end of summer party..   It was a pretty small gathering a about a dozen folks..  homer, chris and duane were there from the burner contingent. It was nice seeing them all calm and happy. Everyone seems to be  recovering nicely from the crunch at the end of the timecycle project.

I’d had a bunch of liquid nitrogen left form a movie project earlier this week. I brought it with us to make ice cream for the party folks.. Diane had made some delicious chocolate stuff to freeze.  It was funny making ice cream at ben’s house… the house of ice cream… . but came out well and tasted great.

As we left Ben’s., the clouds and mist were floating over the near full moon.. just as we got to the car, a bunch of coyotes started howling very near by. It was an amazing, almost human sound.. mournful and menacing.. and at the same time wonderful.. we all stopped and listened.. it was so cool…

Now it’s 10:30.. early for bed, I know.. but I can’t keep my eyes open. time for sleep.. Gnite everyone.. Gnite Sam
-me
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Saturday night – his holiness

Magical day.. started the day with a run with the dogs. When I can. I use my runs to do some moving meditation.. I’ll take something.. or nothing as the spirit moves me and concentrate on it during my run.. more than anything I do this to keep work and the days business from creeping into my head too early in the day. Anyway.. today I was thinking about my future and where I want to take my life next.. I was thinking abut something in particular and put it out there to the universe.. to Sam ? .. to let me know what it/he thought about the situation. I was standing by the river as I did this..  As I looked down, I found first 1, then 2, then 5 perfectly (?) heart shaped rocks around my feet. I took that as a vote of confirmation. Not a miracle.. but a cool coincidence of the kind I can never ignore. I jammed them all in my hoodie and went home by wading across the river.

Around 9 Tim, Jen, Avery  and Nate came by and we all piled in 2 cars and drove up to Montreal.. We stopped by UVM to pick up Marie on the way.   We’d gotten tickets to see His Holiness the XIV Dali Lama at the Bell Centre this afternoon. It felt like we were going to a rock concert… I guess it was.. he’s another one of my life heroes .. I’d always wanted to her him speak…   

We got to montreal in time to eat so we went to a good Lebanese place on St. Catherines street. It was done up as sort of a cave.. this guy was looking at us from the wall near our table.. Full of falafel, we headed back down to the Bell Center..

The place was hopping.. there were crowds of people… even folks scalping tickets..   It felt a bit like a Grateful Dead show.. ( Hey.. I need a miracle !) ..

The lien went all the way down the block and around the corner..   There were all sorts in line.. anglo and franco-phones, tibetians, hippies, rastas, business types.. all ages..

Here’s our crew..

We found our seats and watched the warm up bands.. no seriously.. there were slide shows, a musician, a cool Tibetan dance troop.. then the man himself.. the whole place stood spontaneously as he walked in.. The Dali Lama himself.. What a sweetie he’s this jolly little guy.. so personal and humble.. yet powerful at the same time.. His smile just made everyone in the room smile.. He sat down, kicked off his shoes.. and started talking.. He spoke in heavily accented English and  took a break every few minutes for a french speaking monk to translate. He was so cute and entertaining to watch.. while the translator was speaking, the Dali Lama, sat and fidgeted.. he scratched, looked around, played with his robe. and fiddled with his mike.. An ADD-Diety if there ever was one. He was clearly very, very human.. very learned and  in love with life. He began by pointing out how very human he was.. he said he had no special powers and no special wisdom..  and any thought that he had magical healing powers he dispelled by pointing out that he’d had to have his gall bladder out last year. (this he described in graphic detail.. yuck !)
    He began by asking for the house lights to be turned on. He said he could not speak without being able to see and feel the people he was speaking too.  He recalled how humans are completely social animals.. evolved to read faces and smiles..That we needed to be together.. that we craved each others company.  He said that talking to people you couldn’t really see and feel was just talking.. nothing was accomplished by that..  That riff resonated with me deeply with the ‘Calor humano’ (human heat) point I blogged about a few weeks back.. Our global workflows are draining the humanity .. and maybe the compassion out of our day to day work… something to really think about !
    Anyway, his main message was simple and at the same time powerful.. Compassion is the answer to the worlds ills. Compassion brings happiness, compassion brings peace.. and compassion even brings health. He told us how people who are deeply compassionate have fewer heart attacks.. (to say nothing of fewer wars 🙂 .  He told us how true compassion is the kind that you can even feel for your oppressors.. He told a story about a colleague who spent 17 years in a Chinese prison.. The friend told the Dali Lama that in the course of his imprisonment that just three times was he in danger of loosing his compassion for his captors.. only three times in 17 years.. wow !
   His Holiness also talked about the need to balance the mind and the heart. He felt that modern society was doing a good job of training folks to use their heads.. but not enough to teach them to use their hearts. Again.. I loved this message.. It fed my own Dharma about working to add passion and compassion into science and engineering..
He talked about the need for parents to teach compassion diligently to their children by showing them love, respect, understanding and tenderness.   I was so glad to have Gabe there with us to hear that..  

He laughed and smiled frequently during his talk.. .. I’m still smiling..!
  

After the Dali Lama finished speaking he answered a few pre submitted questions… (Q: What advice would you give to Tibetians living in exile ?.. A:  Be proud of your cuture, preserve your culture and try to work hard.. he said Tibetians work very hard during times of crisis.. but at other times they can be lazy 🙂   Q: : should everyone convert to Buddhism ?  A: No.. stick with your original culture… changing is hard..   He told a story of a woman who wanted to convert to Christianity from Buddhism,  she told him her plan was to be Christian this life.. and Buddhist again in the next life 🙂

After His Holiness answered the last question, we all dashed to the door. We had arraigned to do the only sensible thing one can do after hearing one of the world’s great sages preach peace.. we were going to play Laser Tag !    We quickly walked up to busy st Catherine’s street..

And lined up  and waited our turn in the Laser Quest maze…

After a quick indoctrination under black light, we armed ourselves and ran into the maze.. to shoot at anything that moved for the next 15 minutes.. It’s amazingly fun !  I was too busy fragging folks to take any pictures in there .

In the end.. we all did pretty well.. I was number 5 out of about 36 folks.. (it was packed).. Last time I was number 1.. This time I tried not to shoot my friends and family.. that must have been what dropped my score 🙂

What a hoot ! I crammed a SamStone behind an electrical conduit as we left the place.

We were all still too full from lunch to eat, so we headed back down to VT.. On the way home we stopped at Juniors in Colchester.. Our good friend Becca was working the register

She’d been newly decorated..   !

We got back home around 9:30.. It was one of those cool cloudy nights over a full moon..

It’s been a fun and thought provoking day.. time for bed now..   Namaste folks.. Namaste Sam
-me