This is meant to be our space of reinvention. Whether you stay or go, you are welcome here at 1801 Zoned.
This site will evolve with your help, suggestions and input. It is not meant to be a rant zone. It is meant to be a support for life transition.
Seeking help with finances or sharing a joke? Post it here. Health insurance advice? Helpful reading material? Know good advisors? Employment or schooling suggestions? Please post.
Nobody can avoid what is on all of our minds most of the time these days.
Admittedly, I'm not good about conflict or confrontation, I'd rather break the tension with a little levity. Here goes:
I'm hoping you'll send in suggestions for a THEME SONG.
Personally I like just the title of Willie Nelson's song, No Reason to Quit.
Email other song suggestions to libertyholden@gmail.com
More importantly, email if you would like to be a regular contributor to this blog. I will get you set up as an author. Your observations, experiences, and ideas may be just the ticket that help an 1801 brother or sister move on to a place of prosperity and/or peace of mind.
2 comments:
Looks like a fun blog.
Will this be a community of blogggers comprised of former Plain Dealer staffers?
By the way, the only theme song I could think of is: ``The End of The Worldʼʼ By REM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zeo0_3gN190
Mickey Masthead
Thanks for starting this!
At 10:30, ready for bed, exhausted but unable to rest...
My song of the month: Thanksgiving by Poi Dog Pondering.
Nothing on youtube. Here are the lyrics, though:
Somehow I find myself far out of line
from the ones I had drawn
Wasn't the best of paths, you could attest to that,
but I'm keeping on.
Would our paths cross if every great loss
had turned out our gain?
Would our paths cross if the pain it had cost us
was paid in vain?
There was no pot of gold, hardly a rainbow
lighting my way
But I will be true to the red, black and blues
that colored those days.
I owe my soul to each fork in the road,
each misleading sign.
'Cause even in solitude, no bitter attitude
can dissolve my sweetest find
Thanksgiving for every wrong move that made it right.
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