Here‘s “A Voyage of Discovery” by Rick Wakeman, from his album Past, Present and Future.
Whenever you look at the ending area of my blog posts, you will find gratitude. Thanks to all who helped me create this “Discovery Area” post and thanks to you, for discovering it!
While I was told the guitarist was Jimmy Page, it turns out that the guitarist was either Jimmy Page or Joe Moretti AND the keyboardist was definitely Reginald Dwight, more famously known as Elton John.
It’s not unusual for me to send an email like this to Michael:
Who was the keyboardist on “It’s Not Unusual”?
One of the most famous keyboardists in rock and roll history!
Don’t cheat! Answer provided tonight!
Love,
One of the least famous keyboardists in history
It’s not unusual for me to share my latest photos.
A cat may look at a king is an English proverb that means even someone of low status has rights. A cat may look at a king implies that all people have certain minimal rights by virtue of being alive. Like many proverbs, the origin is unknown. The first printed version of the idiom a cat may look at a king was published in 1562, in The Proverbs And Epigrams Of John Heywood, “What, a cat may look on a king, ye know!” It is almost certain that the proverb existed in oral tradition long before it was written down. A cat may look at a king is a proverb that is not as popular as it was in the past, perhaps because inalienable human rights are more recognized in the present time, or perhaps because the power of kings is not what it once was.
It’s not unusual for me to appreciate any comments you might share, below.
It’s not unusual for me to express gratitude for all who help me create these daily blog post, including YOU!
Coincidentally, yesterday I started writing a new song, titled “I Left the House Before I Felt Ready”, which is my first original song based on my first original t-shirt …
… which was based on original blog posts (here, here, and here), which I wrote in the house.
Here are the lyrics, so far:
I Left the House Before I Felt Ready
I left the house before I felt ready,
So I’m wrinkled, distracted, and sort of bed-heady.
I don’t know where my phone is, my glove, or umbrella
And my water bottle’s probably somewhere in the cellar.
I didn’t necessarily expect this, but yesterday’s therapy group wanted to focus on “The Unexpected.”
I wrote some expected questions about “The Unexpected” on the white board.
In some groups, it would be unexpected for the group facilitator to answer any of her own questions (like “What is your personal experience of the unexpected?” “What makes the unexpected more difficult?” “What helps you deal with the unexpected?”) In my groups, that’s expected.
It might be unexpected that I would change the famous saying “Man Plans, God Laughs” to “Ann Plans, God Laughs,” but, as several people said in the group yesterday,
Expect the unexpected.
I expect the unexpected whenever I check the news. Today, the unexpected news includes the following: