When the bells chimed...

with joy. An AV that I scripted and recommended be made despite some misgivings opined by others on the account, was approved by the client at one shot. Not a murmur, not a snip, not a change, not anything. Now that is something believe you me. If you've dealt with clients and their expectations and demands, you'd know how that feels.
Yes, the bells of joy chimed loud and clear. Felt good. Feels good. :)

It's good to go with what you believe in. Is it the power of faith ? Maybe the Monk could help while I changed gears on the Ferrari.

Sydney was good. Short and sweet. The cars, Steve Waugh and the city made my trip memorable. Need to go there on an extended visit.

An aside - I find someone's blog slightly pseudo and have begun to find some of it boring even. I think when he goes off into this tangential and mostly incomprehensible mode that I find it a drudge to fathom. And he has so many readers to boot who go ga ga over his style. Sigh! It takes everything and all sorts to make this world what it is.

The bells continue to chime. Ideas continue to float. And the bubble grows to encompass a feeling of stoic happiness (is that an oxymoron there?..:) ).

Last, last, last, last...please, just this once, last! The sound of bells chiming is good for the soul.

...>Last!< (while the bells continue to play the keyboard). :)....:)...:)