research...
My apologies for the lack of posts as of late, I have been busy gathering useful information to report on. The plan was to go to Bariloche and find work right away; but some new friends, a bit of the drink, and my curiosity of the unknown has got in the way. Currently road trippin around Argentine Patagonia in a beautiful Chevy Corsica we have appropriately named 'Senorita'. Cruising around for couple weeks to get the sites in and satisfy my travel hunger; then its back to Bariloche for the ski season. The posts are sure to be plentiful soon, but in the mean time I shall leave you with some wise words from ole blue eyes himself...
"I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!"
-Frank
"I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!"
-Frank
1 Comments:
ando,
for a second there i thought you'd given yourself another nickname, and then i figured out it was sinatra. not sure if you noticed but, yesterday was 3 and 1/2 years since we graduated college. remember that ceremony? me either. take care, and don't let any of those no good, trickster, slimey-swindlers down in s. america take you for a ride. later.
clay pinckard
By Anonymous, At 4:37 PM
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