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Philip Banks
Je Ne Sais Quoi
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Location: Portgordon, Scotland
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 Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2018 2:02 am Post subject: 50 Shades of awesomeness ! |
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Focus and do not be distractified!
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todd ellis
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Location: little egypt
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i got the "i can't tell you - i have an N.D.A." bit from someone a few days ago. i said "i really doubt that.", but moved the conversation along anyway.
ya know while we're talking about it - i was really frustrated friday (2/9) after sitting here in my padded chair all day trying to make words come out of my mouth. it was one of those really HARD days where my lips were just not working properly and i had lots & lots of words to get out. i was thinking "this is bulls##it", "it's not worth it" etc ... and i was complaining to a friend who is an instructor at the community college a few blocks from here. he explained how long someone sitting on a back-hoe in the freezing cold had to work to make the same amount of money, and i kind of felt bad.
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Bish
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Joined: 22 Nov 2009
Posts: 3738
Location: Lost in the cultural wasteland of Long Island
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| todd ellis wrote: | | ...he explained how long someone sitting on a back-hoe in the freezing cold had to work to make the same amount of money, and i kind of felt bad. |
This is so true. We need to always remember stuff like this when we start to lose focus and start feeling a bit sorry for ourselves.
My own epiphany came a few years ago. I'd landed a gig in NYC and the session was set for 9am. Normally, 9am for me is for shlepping around in a dressing gown concentrating on getting caffeine and nicotine into my system... and maybe checking messages if I can focus. To make the gig in plenty of time, I had to get up at around 5:30 on a freezing morning and head to the station. I was not a happy camper and was feeling a tad sorry for myself. Then I looked around at all the others on the packed commuter train. I started to feel a little more grateful about my lot in life. Then I looked out of the window as we passed the railroad marshaling yards. It was icy-cold and all over the place were railroad track workers doing what they do... resplendent in their bright orange hi-visibility jackets over their winter coats... and boots, and gloves, and hats, and scarves. It was then I felt like a real idiot. Really... what did I have to complain about?
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