Hallelujah

1:16 p.m. Outside weeding. Beautiful day outside - picture perfect. From the radio in the garage, Hallelujah, on this, the 10 year anniversay of Jeff Buckley's death. I, overcome as always when I hear it, turn up the radio really, really loud, lay down in the grass and let the sunshine, voice, guitar pour over me and cry. A cry for the poem, for the man, for the loss, for the beauty, for what could have been, for what we are so lucky to have, for that note that he holds for-ev-er...for life, fate and everything else, it seemed.

The hope I hold for my children is that music touches them. That they feel, experience and are affected and overwhelmed by a song, a note, a voice, a lyric. That they get that sensation each and every time they hear it, no matter how many times that might be or how many decades may have slipped by since they heard it for the first time.

Sweeps

I don't watch much TV. The TV I do watch is kinda just the generic, network TV stuff. Don't watch ANYTHING on a premium channel or any of the "basic cable" stations. Here is what I do watch or record on my DVR:

1 - Desperate Housewives. Now really, I haven't cared about this show since that groundbreaking first season. It's just a kind of Sunday ritual that winds down the weekend and ushers in the work week. Kind of like how 60 Minutes is for others. Lately, I'm not that deep.

2 - Boston Legal. I don't watch a damn thing on Mondays. Tuesday nights are left for Denny Crane and Alan Shore. I like the banter and give me an Alan Shore closing any day.

3 - America's Next Top Model. I love this show and I'm really not ashamed to admit it. I love to see the photographic transformations and the way it's all done behind the scenes. I could care less about the 20-something drama queen storylines, gossip and catfighing. I just like to see their "best shots" and hear the critiques. The girls are far from cookie cutter and I like that, too.

4 - My Name is Earl. Sometimes, don't you just wanna live in Camden? Instant karma, indeed. Beers at the Crab Shack, vintage rock tees and blue jeans.

5 - The Office. Sometimes, don't you just wanna work at Dunder Mifflin? True story - two weeks ago, there was a bird in my office at work. My office on the 4th floor of a huge entertainment complex. A BIRD. I called Engineering. I called Security. How long do you think it took someone to get off their ass and get the frickin bird out? ALL DAMN DAY. When I left, it was still there! There was no "task force" or emergency meeting in the conference room! No Dwight with a plastic bag!

6 - Grey's Anatomy. Yeah, Thursday's are when I do most of my TV viewing. I love this show and if you watch it you know why. I can't get into all of that here, now. My most favorite moments though are those that belong to Burke and Cristina. I love the dynamics of this seemingly awkward relationship and I think I had better enjoy the moments while I can cause I sense the break-up. It is sweeps after all.