If you walk though the Garden…..

Last night, late, too late, I finished it… the last page of The Wire. Yes I said page, because that’s what The Wire was a big sprawling, messy, entwined novel… that just happened to be shown on HBO, that just happened to be on film, and that for all it’s faults, and it had a few, was damn near the most perfect thing that has ever been on TV.

IT was the last episode of season five, and it was as real, as human, and as flawed as the world that it was depicting. It wrapped up the story of Detectives Jimmy McNulty and Freeman, of Cedric Daniels, and the rest…. But not always in the way that you would have thought…. Or wanted, it played out the strings, and it left the viewer with the start of the next round in the game, where the children become the adults, where the once young have inherited the mantel of leadership and fallen into the roles that they once simply looked up to. There was heart break, there was forgiveness, there was lies and there was dangling threads, but that’s life… as they said so many times in the show… Yo, it’s all in the game.

I will be revisiting the series I am sure, over the years, marveling at it’s truth, at is breadth, at it’s honest snapshot of our world, of our time at the moment that it arrived. I know that there are other shows that I will love, other’s that will aspire, but to me, until I see it, this was the best that TV, even if it was cable, ever had to offer, and I trust that years from now, others will discover it and understand.



The Body of an Americanby The Pouges
The Cadillac stood by the house
And the yanks they were within
And the tinker boys they hissed advicehot-wire her with a pin
We turned and shook as we had a look
In the room where the dead men lay
So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip
To the home where his fathers laid

Fifteen minutes laterWe had our first taste of whiskey
There was uncles giving lectures
On ancient Irish history
The men all started telling jokes
And the women they got frisky
By five o’clock in the evening - correction this line
Starts with by not atEvery bastard there was piskey

Fare thee well going away
There’s nothing left to say
Farewell to new York city boys
To Boston and pa
He took them out
With a well-aimed clout
He was often heard to say
I’m a free born man of the USA


He fought the champ in Pittsburgh
And he slashed him to the ground
He took on tiny tarantella
And it only went one round
He never had no time for reds
For drink or dice or whores
And he never threw a fight
Unless the fight was right
So they sent him to the war

Fare the well gone away
There’s nothing left to say
With a slainte Joe and Erin go
My loves in America
The calling of the rosary
Spanish wind from far awayI
’m a free born man of the USA

This morning on the harbor
When I said goodbye to you
I remember how I swore
That Id come back to you one day
And as the sunset came to meet
The evening on the hill
I told you Id always love
I always did and I always will

Fare thee well gone away
There’s nothing left to say
cept to say adieu
To your eyes as blue
As the water in the bay
And to big Jim Dwyer
The man of wire
Who was often heard to say
I’m a free born man of the USA

All in the game

More thoughts to come...

No titles for young men

I have to admit that I am tired at the moment. It's feels like it's been a long day, a day where I spent 6 hours at my part time job. It was fine, I mostly drove around in the truck and listened to NPR. I'm not going to go into all that much detail about what I do at my jobs, most employers don't like you talking about work and I can't afford to anger anyone.... hell who can?
Anyway I just wanted to let all of you out there know about http://www.indeed.com/ which is stumbled on today. It's a site that finds job postings gathered from other sites.... meaning that you will find links to Monster.com (which in all honesty has been pretty useless to me in my various job hunts over the years), Manpower, Yahoo Hot Jobs along with jobs posted by companies on their own sites... for now It's going to be a regular stop on my job hunt..

Another traditional stop for the job seeker is the Sunday paper classifieds. I did pick up my local rag today, but I really haven't had a chance to sit and look through it. The last couple of times that I have looked the pickings have been very slim, it's Michigan what do you want? I plan to look at it tomorrow... at some point.... ok that's enough for today.

As for my daydream of a year on the road.. sundays are perfect for somethings... eating brunch, reading the paper, drinking coffee, visiting friends, and for traveling from place to place. I think that today would have been perfect for the second stop on my trip, driving from the Jacksonville I think that I would head to Savannah Ga. Now I have never been there, and I have no clue what is there that I want to see (and as I go on with this blog there are places that I have been to that I will write about and where I am going to mention and link to specific places of interest). I am sure that there are local beers to be drunk, and sights to see. Tonight, I would have done everything that I could to find myself in a hotel with HBO so that I could have watched the first episode of season 5 of The Wire... but I don't have HBO so I am going to have to just wait for DVD...