North end of South Island

Some guys have all the luck,
others watch blinking green, amber & red lights, living through a 56Kbps hookup.

While I was trying to suppress the realization that I'd
never be elected President of the USA,
the above JPEG came in from a buddy. He's one of those guys that has it made, beautiful wife, beautiful house, steady sense of purpose, plus he's in one of the coolest places on Earth.
Abel Tazman Park, New Zealand.

Taz. Anyone ever called you Taz, as in you are the Tazmanian Devil from Looney Tunes? Don't you get called that in the Spring?

Taz. President Taz just doesn't sound Presidential.
I'll never be elected President of the USA
& I'm OK with that. Maybe I'm learning to accept my fate. Maybe it's this proper afternoon cuppa I'm having, but somehow I feel fine. Telling myself it's all just a part of growing up.

Sometimes it seems that if I lived in New Zealand or Australia I wouldn't have any problems. Since I couldn't be their Prime Minister, just being there would be success enough. No need to campaign, no debates, just shake hands and smile as needed. Everything would be upside down in that crazy land of Oz.

Some guys don't know how good they have it. Some guys learn. Some guys stay oblivious for life. Some say "supersize me" to dull the hunger.

Today is the last Wednesday in April & what have we done lately other than lived through another full moon. Sun comes up. Sun goes down. Kick in caffeine!

you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
you may find yourself in another part of the world
you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
you may find yourself in a beautiful house,
with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself - Well...How did I get here?

Letting the days go by / let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by / water flowing underground
Into the blue again / after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime / water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...

And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go to?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right? . . . Am I wrong?
And you may say to yourself
MY GOD! ...WHAT HAVE I DONE?

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
- once in a lifetime, Talking Heads.