The proportion of seriously hot women near Ontario Place last evening was completely off the scale. Apparently, there was a concert going on starring someone named Ben Harper, co-headlining with Jack Johnson.

I think I need to check this out. Especially after Armed Liberal's recent post about his experience listening to the media:

"Defeat, and doom everywhere. Death, pain, ruin. Somehow those have become the coin of our realm....

For myself, when I find myself nodding, mesmerized by the soft voices of defeat, there are a number of answers. The soft slide of a motorcycle tire as you round a corner just fast enough, followed by the hard kiss of the pavement on a knee slider. My son's grin of victory as he lays down a full house. My sweetie's smile when she wakes up. The view from the hills, through the newly clear Southern California air, and out over the distant towers of downtown Los Angeles. You doubtless have your own.

And art. Always art..."

Funny that my blog-mate should post this, minutes after I had posted this answer. While listening to the Beatles sing "Hey Jude," no less. Art, indeed. Always art.

Jah Work

Tell me do you really know
your brother man
cause a heart speaks louder
than a color can
and why would you even
shake a man's hand
if you're not going
to help him stand

Jah work
Jah work
Jah work is never done

Every man's actions
belong to he
if prepared for thereafter
to each his destiny
some people believe
and some people know
some people deceive
and some people show

Jah work
Jah work
Jah work is never done

You must do the heaviest
so many shall do none
you have got to stand firm
so many shall run
some they rest their head at night
some get no sleep at all
if you listen close to what you see
you will hear the call

I definitely need to check this guy out.

JK, Winds of Change.NET
"Liberty. Discovery. Humanity. Victory."