My Idea of the Perfect Dinner Party - Limited to 12 Guests

1. Arlo Guthrie 2. Bill Clinton 3. Hillary Clinton (Should be seated away from eachother) 4. Mark Twain 5. Muhammad Ali ( In his younger days) 6. Robin Williams 7. Ken Kesey 8.Angelina Jolie ( Just because she's hot as hell) 9. Stephen William Hawking 10. Robert Crumb (To record the event drawing cartoons) 11. Jean Paul Sartre (To confuse everyone) 12. Picasso* Notice that I didn't include myself at this dinner party. I'd probably bore the shit out of everyone and soil myself, then be asked to leave my own party.

Contemplative Thought # 3

This just "popped" into my mind on the way home from work today. If a person drives with a chip on their shoulder, they're eventually going to get into an accident, or get their head blown off.

Contemplative Thought # 2

I worked with a man who had an extremely negative attitude about life in general, people in particular. He underestimated people. I believe he viewed this as a strength, a "macho" view of the world and the people in it. It didn't take people a long time to see through this mask and to realize that he had a huge lack of self esteem. I plan to use this person as an example of what I must never do...underestimate people.

Contemplative Thought # 1

I plan to begin this "Blog Thing" by contributing a short, terse, bubble of an idea. I will call these ideas..."contemplative Thoughts," although in reality, I may not contemplate on an idea too long.
Sometimes I have ideas that just "pop" into my head like this one. I have found out that people usually rise up to your expectations of them. In other words, I have found that if i have faith in a person's ability to accomplish something, they seldom let me down. Conversely, thinking that a person cannot accomplish something, or having a low expectation in a person's ability, usually spells disaster. It took me awhile to figure this out.

Do we know what we're doing here?

This is my first attempt at this "Blogging Thing" and I really hope this works out. But if it doesn't...what the hell. I seem to be at a pivotal place in my life when I ask the question, what's next? You see I'm a 54 year old teacher facing his last year before retirement. You may say to yourself, "What's this guy whining about? Many people would give their first born to be in such an enviable position!" That may be true, but I've been doing this job since I was 23 years old. That's over 30 years! My marriage isn't as long as that. My stint at being a father certainly isn't as long as that either. So you see, nothing I've done longer in my life than to teach. It's time to explore new avenues to stroll down. To look back at we're I've been and to try to find out we're I'm headed.
I hope to explore my interests by sharing them with anyone who'll care to read them. If no one reads them, why that's ok also. You see I'd like to travel down those avenues and find out more about myself. I hope it's a long trek. Who knows? It may be a trip that lasts more than 30 years. I hope it does. A Journey, a trek, the destination? Who knows?
My name is Davis. The name of my blog is...Miles of Davis