Song of the day

Today is a good day to listin to "Girl from the North Country".
It always reminds me of this time of the year, Sung best by Bob Dylan or Johnny Cash

Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.


Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin' winds.


Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
That's the way I remember her best.


I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all.
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.


So if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.


In other very unexciting news I'm headed into work today for an afternoon of meetings and interviewing candidates for a position we have opening. I don't beleive that only 3 1/2 years ago I was sitting across a table being interviewed by someone with the same position that I am trying to fill today. My how the tables have turned. After I'm heading to happy hour with some colleuges anbd girlfriends that will likely turn into a 5-hour-happy-hour. No complaints.