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I am officially taking nominations for the best modern-day hymn writers.

Criteria:

1) Oh, you're all big boys and girls, you can figure it out for yourselves. You know what hymns are.

My first nomination: Matt Slocum of Sixpence fame. Here's a sample:

Melody of You

You're a painting with symbols deep, symphony
soft as it shifts from dark beneath
a poem that flows, caressing my skin
in all of these things you reside and I
want to flow from the pen, bow and brush
with paper and string, and canvas tight
with ink in the air, to dust Your light
from morning to the black of night

Chorus
this is my call I belong to You
this is my call to sing the melodies of You
this is my call I can do nothing else
I can do nothing else

You're the scent of an unfound bloom
a simple tune
I only write variations to
a drink that will knock me down on the floor
a key that will unlock the door where I
hear a voice sing familiar themes
then beckons me weave notes in between
a bow and a string, a tap and glass
You pour me till the day has passed....

Chorus

I have an automatic response when I see the subject line on incoming e-mail. If it has FW: at the beginning, my finger automatically hits the delete button.

Well, my delete finger was asleep at the switch today, and I let a FW: get past me. It was from a fellow who doesn't send them to me very much, so my guard was down. Fortunately, it's damn funny. I'll excerpt it for you:

In Japan, they have replaced the impersonal and unhelpful
Microsoft error messages with Haiku poetry messages. Haiku poetry has
strict construction rules - each poem has only 17 syllables; 5 syllables in
the first line, 7 in the second, and 5 in the third. They are used
to communicate a timeless message, often achieving a wistful,
yearning and powerful insight through extreme brevity.


Here are some actual error messages from Japan:


Yesterday it worked.
Today it is not working.
Windows is like that.


Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.


Three things are certain:
Death, taxes and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.

Who says you can't be young again? Definitely not Ingeborg Bertea Thuen!