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Wednesday, August 14, 2002 :::
 
blog nazis, take note:

the semi-annual midwestern sojourn begins tomorrow.

there will be no updates to mattyspace until the sojourn ends.

merry summer, all.



::: posted by matty at 3:07 PM


Tuesday, August 13, 2002 :::
 
the good people over at punch it, chewy posted some inspirational words last week:

go for the best

it is nearly impossible to remain discouraged for long when your goal is compelling enough. if you're discouraged, the answer is not to scale back your dreams, but rather to expand them to the point where you cannot help but be pushed forward by them.

the challenges, the obstacles, the difficulties are going to be there, no matter where you're headed. so you might as well be headed toward where you truly want to go. you won't always be able to control which challenges come your way, yet you can control what rewards are on the other side of those challenges. make those goals, those dreams so big and so meaningful that the challenges will seem trivial by comparison.

your expectations will determine your attitude, and your attitude will determine your actions. your actions, in turn, will determine the results you achieve.

your future is yours to create, regardless of what has happened in the past. imagine the best, expect the best and you'll know that you have what it takes to get there.

=ralph marston=


i had said that i had two similar pieces of inspiration on my computer screen at home, and am finally getting around to posting them:

this was part of a horoscope reading from the good people at Free Will Astrology:
"The secret of life is to have a task, something you devote your entire life to, something you bring everything to, every minute of the day for your whole life. And the most important thing is -- it must be something you cannot possibly do." --Henry Moore, sculptor, to Donald Hall, poet.


but the piece that really stays with me, is this, from Zooey by J.D. Salinger

Act, Zachary Martin Glass, when and where you want to, since you feel you must, but do it with all your might. If you do anything at all beautiful on a stage, anything nameless and joy-making, anything above and beyond the call of theatrical ingenuity, S. and I will rent tuxedos and rhinestone hats and solemnly come round to the stage door with bouquets of snapdragons. In any case, for what little it's worth, count on my affection and support, at whatever distance.
Much Love, B.




::: posted by matty at 11:45 AM


 
blog nazis

you know who you are. oh, yes, you know. with your pernicious attempts to subjugate the blogging community by mandating the length between posts.

"jam on toast, it's time to post," my ass.

*anthemic music starts, under*

i'll post when i'm flim-flarmin' good 'n' ready to. and not a minute sooner. and blogeroos everywhere will thank me for my courage and fortitude. for standing up to the authoritarian tendencies of the blog nazis. for putting freedom back in the blog.

*music swells*

Glory, Glory Blogelujah
Glory, Glory Blogelujah
Glory, Glory Blogelujah
His blog is marching on!!!



::: posted by matty at 10:51 AM




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