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It’s snowing again in Boston, and I’m sooooo done with this place...BUT, I promise not to whine (too much) about it.  Come to Boston in the Springtime, when I promise the snow will be gone and there will be laughter in the air.  

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Spider Senses Tingling

I’m heading home after a long weekend in New York City, searching for a Heart of Gold.

I want to live,

I want to give

I've been a miner

for a heart of gold.

It's these expressions

I never give

That keep me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

Keeps me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

I've been to Hollywood

I've been to Redwood

I crossed the ocean

for a heart of gold

I've been in my mind,

it's such a fine line

That keeps me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

Keeps me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

Keep me searching

for a heart of gold

You keep me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm growing old.

I've been a miner

for a heart of gold.

Neil Young - "Heart of Gold"

Long Day and Hurt in New York

I’ve been working long hours and I’m looking forward to a night with friends, food, wine and song.  The love of my life, Lynn is meeting me on Long Island and while I’m feeling pretty beat up, I’ve got a glass of Rioja waiting for me.

"Hurt"

(originally by Nine Inch Nails)

I hurt myself today 

To see if I still feel 

I focus on the pain 

The only thing that's real 

The needle tears a hole

The old familiar sting 

Try to kill it all away 

But I remember everything 

[Chorus:]

What have I become 

My sweetest friend 

Everyone I know goes away 

In the end 

And you could have it all 

My empire of dirt 

I will let you down 

I will make you hurt 

I wear this crown of thorns 

Upon my liar's chair 

Full of broken thoughts 

I cannot repair 

Beneath the stains of time 

The feelings disappear 

You are someone else 

I am still right here 

[Chorus:]

What have I become 

My sweetest friend 

Everyone I know goes away 

In the end 

And you could have it all 

My empire of dirt 

I will let you down 

I will make you hurt 

If I could start again 

A million miles away 

I would keep myself 

I would find a way

WHY Fdip301 - Talking ‘bout the Show from Broadway

I’m back in New York City, rushing again to catch my train after a looooong day at work.  Yeah, sure...I’m rambling a bit, and sure...sure, the audio in this one is breaking up a bit, but it’s all good (and I made my train on time!).