Wednesday, November 25, 2009



Heading out any second now for the airport, to fly to Oklahoma to spend Thanksgiving with some of Allison's relatives. Every time I hear the word "Thanksgiving," I think about this song by Poi Dog Pondering, written by their guitarist Adam Sultan. It neatly sums up my feelings about missteps and mistakes, and why I don't regret any of the past unpleasantness that's brought me to where I am now.

You can listen to the song online, or just check out the lyrics below.
Somehow I find myself far out of line
from the ones I had drawn
Wasn't the best of paths, you could attest to that,
but I'm keeping on.
Would our paths cross if every great loss
had turned out our gain?
Would our paths cross if the pain it had cost us
was paid in vain?

There was no pot of gold, hardly a rainbow
lighting my way
But I will be true to the red, black and blues
that colored those days.

I owe my soul to each fork in the road,
each misleading sign.
'Cause even in solitude, no bitter attitude
can dissolve my sweetest find

Thanksgiving for every wrong move that made it right
Have a great turkey day, everybody!

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