This past weekend we hung with Krit, Josh, and Vivi. Friday night as we finished up dinner, I put on A rush of blood to the head album live from Sydney. This album takes me back to the early 2000’s and our son, Andrew, cleaning cars. He played it non stop in our garage while detailing cars all summer long. Freakin’ magic, these memories.
Coldplay. Rich Reda thinks their shit. I think they’re freaking magic. We don’t really know who they are. Doesn’t stop us from showing ’em love or hate. Whatever it is you’re after friend, do not fall in love with the love. If you do, you’ll be wrecked by the hate.
Figure out what you’re after and go for it with unbridled passion and purpose. Do not listen to the pundits, critics, and bullshit artists who will never enter the arena and put it on the line. Allow God to put a smile on your face. Remember nothing worth possessing will be given. Go get it. Take it. And, remember, give more than you take.
I’ve included a photo of former CompuServe teammates thoughts shared innocently on LinkedIn. One thinks I’m more of a “fairy,” the other more of a genius. They are both just examples of reputation. What matters most is what am I doing to work on my character. Am I, in fact, putting a smile on God’s face. The rest of it is just a rush of blood to the head. Damn.
Live hard. Love ❤️ harder…
First bike smiles…
BUILT TO LEAD 