Archive for February, 2018

Ten Thousand Hours

Posted: February 28, 2018 in Uncategorized

Cristian Mihai

Nothing good falls into your hands, it’s why every day is so important

Think of every hour as a piece of paper, right, by itself very little weight, very little significance but committing to the grind every day causes each piece to stack up

And before you know it, you’ve transformed yourself and your ability and that’s what people don’t see, that stack being built piece by piece

What they see is the finish line as it’s crossed one by one, they see 30 seconds, they didn’t see ten thousand hours

But you did, it’s why you hold your head high

It’s why you can smile to yourself when people talk about you, quote on quote, being born with talent

It’s why you’re looking at them from the podium.

First of all, watch this video. Watch it a couple times, watch it as if it were more than just some…

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“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.

-Rob Siltanen

There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure.

– Paulo Coelho

Introducing Pixie

Posted: February 14, 2018 in life, Roz Abellera, Uncategorized
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This is a picture of my outside cat taking a nap in my living room. I wanted to name him ‘Marcellus Wallace’ after the gangster from the movie ‘Pulp Fiction’ but my wife had already named him ‘Pixie.’

She got the name because as she was looking for him outside one day, she said “Where’s my Pixie Bob?,” and he came running. So the name “Pixie” just stuck.

-Roz

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Cool Cat

Posted: February 8, 2018 in life, Roz Abellera, Uncategorized
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So this stray cat started hanging around my place. He begged for food one day so I fed him. Now he won’t go away. That’s okay, I decided to keep feeding him and let him hang out outside. He can be an outside cat.

I did notice that he is a kitten or a very young cat but he’s as big as a full grown cat. And although he is an orange tabby, he has spots on his back. Very unique looking.  I suspect that he’s mixed or a hybrid.

-Roz

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Hum ‘Stars’

Posted: February 7, 2018 in lyrics, music, Uncategorized
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Stars

She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.

She’s not at work, she’s not at school,
She’s not in bed, I think I finally broke her.
I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs.

I thought she’d be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.

I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead.
A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens.

I thought she’d be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.

I thought you’d be there holding daisies, you always wait for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.

-Hum