They say that the two worst things to discuss with friends are religion and politics. Well, I’m officially screwed.
Anyone who really knows me can attest that music is, and always has been, a considerable part of my life. As a child, I learned how to play piano and frequently “rewrote the masters,” much to the chagrin of my traditionalist piano teacher. As a teen, I played clarinet in both my school band and a jazz quartet. After high school, I learned several other traditional band instruments and spent some time as a percussionist in a long-forgotten local band. I even briefly found a niche working in pro audio at a recording studio. However, with all the years I’ve invested in music, the one thing I never learned was guitar.
Today hasn’t been what I’d call an over-all winning day, and I’m too fried to come up with an original, coherent post… but that doesn’t mean I can’t write! So today will effectively be a brain dump of things I’ve worked on, realized or discovered today. Consider this fair warning that while you will likely learn something from this post, some of it is likely to be nonsensical at best.
Whether you celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or some other celebration of the Winter Solstice, this time of year is traditionally a time of glad tidings and cheer.
Historically, most of what I write has been focused around either technology or business. However, given today’s date, I thought I’d change things up a bit and do a quick article one of childhood’s favorite holidays. I mean seriously, 364 days a year children are specifically told not to take candy from strangers… but on this one day, it’s not just permissible, it’s expected! What child wouldn’t love it?
Today, if you ask an Army veteran about their service, they will respond “I was in the Army.” Similar statements can be heard from veteran sailors or airmen. A Marine, on the other hand, will inevitably reply proudly “I am a Marine.” The methodology behind this is simple: Marines are not born but made. Every man or woman who today wears the Eagle, Globe and Anchor came from the same humble beginnings. Each started their life in the Corps standing on a pair of yellow footprints outside the in-processing facility for one of the Marine Corps Recruit Depots. Each spent month after grueling month being broken down, re-educated, and rebuilt from the ground up into a Marine.