I just had to post this photo before I sign off for the night. Love is beautiful… especially the love of a father to a child because it is so rare in this day and age. I was on the train and I looked over and saw this gentleman on the train with his child of a few months clutched close in a baby pack and my heart melted. This could be my own inner mother speaking but whatever it was it was beautiful. 
May the higher powers bless that man and his child.
I was sitting here at work listening to my party mix on itunes and working on my script and then this song came on. Just perfect! I absolutely love this song and I thought I would share it with my Cinema Blogosphere.
Can you imagine droplets of water bouncing eternally on a high hat hoping to be evaporated by the sunshine? This song represents all things lost–all things hoped for– all things desired and the inevitability that nothing is guaranteed. Here are the lyrics:
“Nude”
Don’t get any big ideas
They’re not gonna happen
You paint yourself white
And fill up with noise
But there’ll be something missing
Now that you’ve found it, it’s gone
Now that you feel it, you don’t
You’ve gone off the rails
So don’t get any big ideas
They’re not gonna happen
