I used to care, but...

Things Have Changed, by Bob Dylan

A worried man with a worried mind
No one in front of me and nothing behind
There’s a woman on my lap and she’s drinking champagne
Got white skin, got assassin’s eyes
I’m looking up into the sapphire-tinted skies
I’m well dressed, waiting on the last train

Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose
Any minute now I’m expecting all hell to break loose

People are crazy and times are strange
I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range
I used to care, but things have changed

This place ain’t doing me any good
I’m in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood
Just for a second there I thought I saw something move
Gonna take dancing lessons, do the jitterbug rag
Ain’t no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag
Only a fool in here would think he’s got anything to prove

Lot of water under the bridge, lot of other stuff too
Don’t get up gentlemen, I’m only passing through

People are crazy and times are strange
I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range
I used to care, but things have changed

I’ve been walking forty miles of bad road
If the Bible is right, the world will explode
I’ve been trying to get as far away from myself as I can
Some things are too hot to touch
The human mind can only stand so much
You can’t win with a losing hand

Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet
Putting her in a wheelbarrow and wheeling her down the street

People are crazy and times are strange
I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range
I used to care, but things have changed

I hurt easy, I just don’t show it
You can hurt someone and not even know it
The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity
Gonna get low down, gonna fly high
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
I’m in love with a woman who don’t even appeal to me

Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake
I’m not that eager to make a mistake

People are crazy and times are strange
I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range
I used to care, but things have changed

Copyright © 1999 by Special Rider Music

Mr. Rogers

Mister Rogers remixed by Symphony of Science's John Boswell for PBS Digital Studios.

When we discovered video mash-up artist John D. Boswell, aka melodysheep, on YouTube, we immediately wanted to work together. Turns out that he is a huge Mister Rogers Neighborhood fan, and was thrilled at the chance to pay tribute to one of our heroes. Both PBS and the Fred Rogers Company hope you like John's celebration of Fred Rogers' message.

If you like this video, please support your local PBS station.

This is the first in a series of PBS icons remixed.

Many thanks to the folks at the Fred Rogers Company for their support.

What do you do with the mad that you feel?

Almost forgot - this IS plan B

This collection was intended to remind me of things that make me feel better. I almost forgot.

"Eu não tenho medo do amor. Eu tenho medo é de amar quem tem medo dele. Amar quem teme o amor é como se apaixonar por uma sucessão de desistências." - Marla de Queiroz

(Rough translation: I do not fear love. I am afraid of loving someone that does. Loving whoever is afraid of love is like falling for a succession of distancings.*)

Thanks Roseangela.

*Desistências is difficult to capture-> something like distancings, desistings/resistings, cancellations, side-steppings, withdrawals, waivers, avoidances, ignorings.