I miss out on a lot of blogger's posts nowadays because I have become lazy. Instead of using the dropdown list dohickey in my side bar I often go to many blogs via the dashboard and the list of blogs I follow.
Now I really wish that those of you who haven't added that silly little widget to your page do so immediately, so I can find out when you post and then be better able to leave some kind of inane comment.
Oficially or not, spring is here. I played my first round of golf yesterday and although there were still patches of snow to be seen and the fairway wasn't a lush green color, I still enjoyed walking through the rolling hills of my local country club. Chasing after a little white ball with the intention of smashing it further down the fairway gives me plenty of time to consider the world and my part in it.
I have been spending an inordinate amount of time trying to figure just why I do the things I do. My motivations for the actions I take are fuzzy at best and more often than not, confounding.
The reason that I have been worrying over these problems is that, starting today and for the next four weeks, I am going to be interwiewed on a weekly radio program to give insights into a foreigner's life here in Lilliput. The DJ, a good buddy of mine, is a pretty sharp guy, so I don't think that he'll be asking me about my favorite foods or if I like Japanese women. One day I will have to do a post about the ten or so stupid questions every Gaijin gets asked.
I also get to choose the music for the program and that will be good. I like the lyrics to many of Johnny Cash's songs, but "I walk the line" is one that seems to strike the deepest chord of late. It gets me to look a little bit closer at myself and hopefully gives me an opportunity to make sense of my constant confusion. I need music to keep my feet moving and my fingers snappin', but I also want tunes that make me stop in my tracks and reveal another side of human emotion and experience. I may not know what motivates me, but I do know that when I need some kind of stimulus, good music gets me goin better than just about anything.
How about you?
...You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine,
I walk the line