Saturday, March 28, 2015

The Beatles – ‘Get back’

Really rocking it.
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Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner 
But he knew it wouldn't last. 
Jojo left his home in tucson, arizona 
For some california grass. 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged. 
Get back jojo. go home 
Get back, get back. 
Back to where you once belonged 
Get back, get back. 
Back to where you once belonged. 
Get back jo. 

Sweet loretta martin thought she was a woman 
But she was another man 
All the girls around her say she's got it coming 
But she gets it while she can 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged. 
Get back loretta. go home 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged. 
Get back loretta 
Your mother's waiting for you 
Wearing her high-heel shoes 
And her low-neck sweater 
Get on home loretta 
Get back, get back. 
Get back to where you once belonged. 

Memorial ceremony for Dr. Tissa Kappagoda on the 29th March 2015.


tissa kappagoda was born in sri lanka in 1943.
He grew up in Kandy, the home of Sri Dalada Maligawa (The
Temple of the Tooth), one of the most sacred places of worship in
the Buddhist world. His Buddhist practice shaped
his outlook on life and was reflected in his calm
and gentle demeanor. He was educated at Trinity
College, Kandy and University of Ceylon from
which he received his medical degree in 1965 at the
age of 22. He left in 1966 but always considered Sri
Lanka home and felt a deep love for the country and
its people, returning over the years to visit friends and family and
impart his love of learning to students.
He undertook postgraduate training in the United Kingdom,
earning a PhD in 1972 from the University of Leeds and
remaining as a Lecturer in Cardiovascular Studies. He later
moved to the University of Alberta, Canada where he was a
Professor of Medicine and Director of Cardiac Rehabilitation at
the Health Sciences Center in Edmonton. In 1990, he came to
the University of California Davis as a Professor of Medicine and
Director of Cardiac Rehabilitation. He also served as Director of
Clinical Trials and was later responsible for the Coronary Heart
Disease Reversal Program. He maintained an active research
program, focusing on neural regulation of the heart and
circulation, dietary factors in the development of atherosclerosis
and the physiology of blood vessels. He was a Fellow of the
Royal College of Physicians of London, Edinburgh and Canada,
a Fellow of the American Heart Association and the American
College of Cardiology. His contributions to cardiovascular
science both as an investigator and a teacher were great but
should not overshadow that he was also a caring physician
devoted to the welfare of all patients.
He never lost his delight in what he referred to as “life’s rich
pattern,” and his varied hobbies attest to his wide-ranging
intellect. He was always up-to-date about the world cricket
standings; relished debates about the finer points of Sri Lankan
and world politics; had an encyclopedic knowledge of British
mysteries and kept his daughters updated about critical
current events such as Justin Bieber’s brushes with the law. An
accomplished artist, he spent hours creating delicate watercolors
of traditional Sri Lankan scenes. He enjoyed visiting art
museums and attended many art classes and workshops here and
abroad, always willing to learn new techniques from other artists.
He will be remembered for his kindness, patience, wisdom
and humor.
welcome
Shanthi Kappagoda
blessing
Venerable Madawala
Seelawimala Mahathera
remarks
Nihal Kappagoda, Dianne Hyson,
Indika Edirisinghe, Sharon Myers,
Linda Paumer and Ezra Amsterdam
song
Doug Cort
individual remembrances
from family and friends
All present are encouraged to
share their favorite stories of Dr. K
as we gather to celebrate a life
well-lived.
closing
Manel Kappagoda, Poem:
“My Father” by Yehuda Amichai
Please stay after the formal program
to enjoy a light lunch.
A Delight in
“Life’s Rich
Pattern” Celebrating
the Life of
Chulani Tissa
Kappagoda
The Alumni Center at the
University of California, Davis
Sunday, March 29, 2015
10:00 to Noon
L K
Tissa’s family would like to
acknowledge the love and
kindness shown to them during
this difficult time. Thank you
for being here today and
sharing your memories.
People will forget what you said.
People will forget what you did.
But people will never forget how you made them feel.
—Maya Angelou

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Demise of the mother of Dr. Lakshman Karalliedde

Dear Batch-mates,
The mother of Lakshman Karalliedde passed away yesterday. She was 98 years old. A very sweet old Lady with the graces and habits of a golden age gone by. I had occasion to meet her. We had long chats about her days at Ferguson High School, Rathnapura where I also attended Primary School. Devoted to her family and the Grand-children she was a gentle breeze in a turbulent world.
May she attain the Bliss of Nibbana. Our condolences go out to Karals,Kanthi and family.

Philip G Veerasingam

Friday, March 27, 2015

When I’m sixty-four - The Beatles.



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When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out 'til quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?
You'll be older too
Ah
And, if you say the word, I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside, Sunday mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?
Every summer we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Ah
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck, and Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line, stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form, mine forever more
Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm sixty-four?

Songwriters

Paul Mc Cartney;John Lennon

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The song is sung by a young man to his lover, and is about his plans of growing old together with her. Although the theme is ageing, it was one of the first songs McCartney wrote, when he was only 16.[3] It was on the Beatles playlist in their early days as a song to perform when the amplifiers broke down or the electricity went off.[5][6] Both George Martin and Mark Lewisohn speculated that McCartney may have thought of the song when recording began for Sgt. Pepper in December 1966 because his father turned 64 earlier that year.[5][6]

Lennon said of the song, "Paul wrote it in the Cavern days. We just stuck a few more words on it like 'grandchildren on your knee' and 'Vera, Chuck and Dave' ... this was just one that was quite a hit with us."[7] In his 1980 interview for Playboy he said, "I would never even dream of writing a song like that."[4]
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Evolution of the anus

Audi Auto Parking

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Has to be seen to be believed!!!! 

Won't need a driver at all soon - we can sit and watch them at play.

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