
I read Flanders Fields to the kids this morning. Sadly, it’s the first time all but one of them had heard it. May we always remember the gallant men who gave all for what we have today.
Our road twists and bends, but it never ends

I read Flanders Fields to the kids this morning. Sadly, it’s the first time all but one of them had heard it. May we always remember the gallant men who gave all for what we have today.

Stella and I were up and out early this morning for All Region Band auditions. Auditions were held at Sealy High School–about 45 minutes west of Casa Moger.

Our table of band members were just a small contingent among the assembled multitude of band geeks gathered from across the region.

Even though most of those picked were 8th graders, Stella learned a lot from the experience. She is a winner because she took the lesson and left the loss behind.
I returned from my Austin trip to discover Stella had picked up a new skill. Her string art skills include overalls, jacob’s ladder and the broom. Last night, she tells me, Stella dreamt she could use her string to create real things. Maybe so. This morning she created a smile on me.
I’m about to wrap up a two day brain-cramming session at Wizard Academy. These trips nourish my soul and over-populate my to-do list. It’s also a healthy reminder that there are people in this business far smarter than I. The Eisneberg brothers taught a room of us all about optimizing web sites. My big take-away? I understand more than ever why I pay people to do most of this.
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