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...on one of those stupid links that claims to know who dies in Harry Potter. Now I know. At least I think I know. I didn't really want to know, but it was written in large bold-faced font. For those of you who can't wait a few more days, here's where you can read at least part of the book as photographed by some sneaky person. This is a random page:
And here's the last page of the book. Don't look too closely.
...with Ron Paul. I haven't watched it yet (hello! I'm studying for the bar exam), but TechCrunch seems to have a crush on Mr. Paul.
And for those of you who think the price of gas is ridiculous, here are 29 tips on how to save money on gas.
"If it falls your lot to be a street sweeper, sweep streets as Raphael painted pictures, sweep streets as Michaelangelo carved marble, sweep streets as Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry."
- Martin Luther King Jr.
GuitarMan - Bread
Transcribed by: Dirk Cushenbery (dirkcush@pdq.net)
[G]Who draws the crowd? Who[C ] plays so loud? Baby its the [ D]guitar man.
[G]Who's going to steal the [C]show? You know baby its the [D]guitar man.
* He can [ em]make you love. He can [C]make you cry.
He will [ em]bring you down and he'll [A]get you high. !
[CM7]Something keeps him going [ bm7]miles and miles a day to [am7]find
another place to [D]play.
[G]Night after night, who [C]treats you right? Baby its the [D]guitar man.
[G]Who's on the radi[C]o? You go to listen to the [D]guitar man.
When he [em]comes to town and you [C]see his face. And you[em] think you
might like to [A]take his place.
[CM7]Something keeps him drifting [ bm7]miles and miles away, [am7]searching
for the songs to [ D]play.
You [am]listen to the [ E+/g#]music and you [C6/g ]like to sing
a[D/f#]long. You [G ]want to get the[D/f#] meaning out of [em]each and
every song.[E] And you[am] find yourself a [E+/g#]message and some
[C6/g ]words to call your [D/f#]own and take them [E]home.
(Inst.verse to *-!) (GCD Intro 2xs)
[CM7]Something keeps him moving, but [bm7]no one seems to know [am7]what it
is that makes him [D]go.
Then the [am ]lights begin to [E+/g#]flicker and the[C6/g] sound is getting
dim.[D/f#]
The voice[G] begins to fal[D/f# ]ter and the [em]crowds are getting thin.[E]
But he [am]never seems to [E+/g#]notice he's just [C6/g]got to find
a[D/f#]nother place to [E]play.
C (gab) E 4xs
AUBREY
(David Gates)
G G5, C Am7, Dsus4 D
G G/F# Em Gmaj7
And Aubrey was her name
C C/B Am7 Am7/D
A not so very ordi-nary girl or name
G G/F# Em Gmaj7 C G
But who's to blame for a love that wouldn't bloom
Cmaj7 G Gma7
For the hearts that never played in tune
Am7 G/B C G/B
Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing
Am7 G/B C Em9
Take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing
Am D7sus D7
G G/F# Em Gmaj7
And Aubrey was her name
C C/B Am7 Am7/D
We tripped the light and danced together to the moon
G G/F# Em Gmaj7 C G
But where was June? No it never came around
Cmaj7 G Gma7
If it did, it never made a sound
Am7 G/B C G/B
Maybe I was absent or was listening too fast
Am7 G/B C Em9
Catching all the words but then the meaning going past
G B7 Em
And God, I miss the girl
G C
And I'd go a thousand times around the world just to be
Cm G
Closer to her than to me
G G/F# Em Gmaj7
And Aubrey was her name
C C/B Am7 Am7/D
I never knew her but I loved her just the same
G G/F# Em Gmaj7 C G
I loved her name. Wished that I had found a way
Cmaj7 G Gma7
And the reasons that would make her stay
Am7 G/B C G/B
I have learned to lead a life apart from all the rest
Am7 G/B C Em9
If I can't have the one I want, I'll do without the best
G B7 Em
Oh, how I miss the girl
G C
And I'd go a million times around the world just to say
Cm G
She had been mine for a day.
You ought to read the gospel; you ought to read the Book of Mormon . . . ; and you ought to read all the scriptures with the idea of finding out what's in them and what the meaning is and not to prove some idea of your own. Just read them and plead with the Lord to let you understand what he had in mind when he wrote them. . . . Become acquainted with the language of the scriptures and the teachings of the scriptures.
President Marion G. Romney
My dad sent me some new running shoes and socks (Thorlos, of course) today. The shoes are pretty sweet. Spira Genesis II is what they are to be exact. They have springs in the heel and forefoot, which is why they are banned in money competition races. Apparently they provide an unfair advantage. I don't know about that, but they do feel pretty good so far walking around the house. It's been kind of nice to have a dad own a shoe store for a while, although he sold it this week. He decided it was too much work for a "retired" guy in his 50s.
My dad must have known that my life pretty much sucks right now studying for the bar, so not only did he send shoes, but he sent them full of money. $5s, $10s, and $20s. Now that's a pretty sweet package to get in the mail. He should send stuff more often.
Well, I think I'm going to take a break here for a bit and go see how the shoes feel on the road.