Calling All Signs....

"People seldom do what they believe in. They do what is convenient, then repent." - Bob Dylan.

Watched a man today on 33rd between 5th and Madison stencil "Do Not Post" over and over and over again ...
One after the other, in a somewhat choreographed and organized fashion. Rough and carelessly accurate. Done without an idea for the art of the can, upon the wood. It was beautiful. Made me smile.

And then I began to think ... Do Not Post ... do not post ... do not postPONE.

If you like music/lyrics, life and all it gives, please do yourself a favor and catch the movie Crazy Heart w/ Jeff Bridges. You might find yourself wondering just as Dylan has done above.

The Weary Kind (Crazy Heart)
By Ryan Bingham

Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
You called all your shots
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don’t feel like home anymore
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your body aches…
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
The days and the nights all feel the same
Whiskey has been a thorn in your side
and it doesn’t forget
the highway that calls for your heart inside
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your lovers won’t kiss…
It’s too damn far from your fingertips
You are the man that ruined her world
Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind

... this ain't no place for the weary kind...

Big Love!

NLX