Back in high school, I thought I would one day write a book called “Lyrics to Live By.”
The plan was to collect hundreds of “inspiring” lines from rock songs. (One example is from the “Summer of ’69” by Bryan Adams: “Ain’t no use in complaining when you’ve got a job to do.”)
My wife and I recently ate at the Red Robin near the Orlando International Airport. While sitting at our table, I looked up and saw something that mesmerized me.
Now, this is my kind of “art”!
