It's a wonderful day here in the great pacific northwest. The sun is shining and mist is rising from the green grass and healthy vibrant cedar trees. I can think of very few things that are more uplifting than a beautiful day after having gone through the bleak dreary days of winter. Shoot, I didn't even need a flashlight to pick up Rip's easter eggs this morning as we strolled through the park.
While walking around one of the lakes I heard a bit of a racket and the saw what looked like a duck putting on some sort of mating ballet in the water. Soon there will be mother ducks waddling and swimming around with their adorable broods in pursuit. Ain't life grand in the spring.
Although I'm taking a wee bit of a sabbatical from the foundation, I'm always on the lookout for something to aid me in the delivery of relief to the fragile and often broken souls turning to us for help and what I found yesterday should work very well, LED ZEPPELIN LULLABYES!! It seems like the perfect aid for those boomers needing a little help in achieving inner peace. Have I ever mentioned that boomers can be the biggest pain in the ass on the planet? Somewhere along the way a lot of boomers decided that happiness and success were entitlements, not something that had to be earned. As my former room mate Billy was so fond of saying, so it goes.
As I like to say and often get in hot water for saying at the foundation:
Suicide is not painless if left to an amateur.
And this is something that I'd probably be drawn and quartered for saying but I often feel like screaming while listening to certain self absorbed boomers going through their "poor little me" routine.