... I watched an incredible video today of a man that gave up his job to feed and nurture the elderly the ill and impoverished.... Totally Amazing Man and his video story ..
I pondered this man and his decision to give up the things we all strive for in a good job and stability to undertake something that deifies the beliefs of his heritage. He has done something that leaves me awe struck, why is it so infrequent that these types of things occur??
Why don't I do that.....? I could do great things.... I could be this man... is it a simply a matter of right place right time ? What is that missing spark that could be what we all need to become like this man....?
..... makes me wonder.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Paraprosdokian
Although I didn't write these I thought it would be nice to share them.
A paraprosdokian is a figure of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected in a way that causes the reader or listener to reframe or reinterpret the first part. It is frequently used for humorous or dramatic effect, sometimes producing an anticlimax
Ø Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.
Ø I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
Ø Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.
Ø The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on the list.
Ø Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
Ø If I agreed with you we'd both be wrong.
Ø We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.
Ø War does not determine who is right - only who is left.
Ø Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.
Ø The early bird might get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
Ø Evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening', and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.
Ø To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.
Ø A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station.
Ø How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?
Ø Some people are like Slinkies ... not really good for anything, but you can't help smiling when you see one tumble down the stairs.
Ø Dolphins are so smart that within a few weeks of captivity, they can train people to stand on the very edge of the pool and throw them fish. Ø I thought I wanted a career, turns out I just wanted pay checks.
Ø A bank is a place that will lend you money, if you can prove that you don't need it.
Ø Whenever I fill out an application, in the part that says "If an emergency, notify:" I put "DOCTOR".
Ø I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.
Ø Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
Ø Why do Americans choose from just two people to run for president and 50 for Miss America ?
Ø Behind every successful man is his woman. Behind the fall of a successful man is usually another woman.
Ø A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
Ø You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.
Ø The voices in my head may not be real, but they have some good ideas!
Ø Always borrow money from a pessimist. He won't expect it back.
Ø Hospitality: making your guests feel like they're at home, even if you wish they were.
Ø Money can't buy happiness, but it sure makes misery easier to live with.
Ø I discovered I scream the same way whether I'm about to be devoured by a great white shark or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot.
Ø Some cause happiness wherever they go. Others whenever they go.
Ø There's a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can't get away.
Ø I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not sure.
Ø When tempted to fight fire with fire, remember that the Fire Department usually uses water.
Ø You're never too old to learn something stupid.
Ø To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target.
Ø Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
Ø Some people hear voices. Some see invisible people. Others have no imagination whatsoever.
Ø A bus is a vehicle that runs twice as fast when you are after it as when you are in it.
Ø Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.
A paraprosdokian is a figure of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected in a way that causes the reader or listener to reframe or reinterpret the first part. It is frequently used for humorous or dramatic effect, sometimes producing an anticlimax
Ø Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.
Ø I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
Ø Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.
Ø The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on the list.
Ø Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
Ø If I agreed with you we'd both be wrong.
Ø We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.
Ø War does not determine who is right - only who is left.
Ø Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.
Ø The early bird might get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
Ø Evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening', and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.
Ø To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.
Ø A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station.
Ø How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?
Ø Some people are like Slinkies ... not really good for anything, but you can't help smiling when you see one tumble down the stairs.
Ø Dolphins are so smart that within a few weeks of captivity, they can train people to stand on the very edge of the pool and throw them fish. Ø I thought I wanted a career, turns out I just wanted pay checks.
Ø A bank is a place that will lend you money, if you can prove that you don't need it.
Ø Whenever I fill out an application, in the part that says "If an emergency, notify:" I put "DOCTOR".
Ø I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.
Ø Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
Ø Why do Americans choose from just two people to run for president and 50 for Miss America ?
Ø Behind every successful man is his woman. Behind the fall of a successful man is usually another woman.
Ø A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
Ø You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.
Ø The voices in my head may not be real, but they have some good ideas!
Ø Always borrow money from a pessimist. He won't expect it back.
Ø Hospitality: making your guests feel like they're at home, even if you wish they were.
Ø Money can't buy happiness, but it sure makes misery easier to live with.
Ø I discovered I scream the same way whether I'm about to be devoured by a great white shark or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot.
Ø Some cause happiness wherever they go. Others whenever they go.
Ø There's a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can't get away.
Ø I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not sure.
Ø When tempted to fight fire with fire, remember that the Fire Department usually uses water.
Ø You're never too old to learn something stupid.
Ø To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target.
Ø Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
Ø Some people hear voices. Some see invisible people. Others have no imagination whatsoever.
Ø A bus is a vehicle that runs twice as fast when you are after it as when you are in it.
Ø Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
The unbelievable ability to ruin a day
Sun shines upon the clean slate of the day... the future waiting to be written.
I step from the door and I am reminded of you.
You are the gum on the sidewalk, chewed up, used and spat out, unwanted anymore.
Yet you cling to my sole and bring me down, distracting my gaze from the beauty in the world as I am obsessed with removing you from it.
Why are you so persistent why must you haunt me so.
I step from the door and I am reminded of you.
You are the gum on the sidewalk, chewed up, used and spat out, unwanted anymore.
Yet you cling to my sole and bring me down, distracting my gaze from the beauty in the world as I am obsessed with removing you from it.
Why are you so persistent why must you haunt me so.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
the Word and its Power
Disjointed Interaction…detracts from the content and complex beauty of conversation or debate.
The Give and take, push and shove in a fluid exchange, feeds the energy.
It breaths life into the situation allowing it to blossom into something more than just mere words.
Facebook and Twitter do not foster this.
The life force dies as the responses wait for their rebuttal.
Written word or recorded voice fade in their power as time passes between exchanges.
Powerful statements stand the test of time…however, is a conversation a statement, although profound thoughts can arise from them?
The Give and take, push and shove in a fluid exchange, feeds the energy.
It breaths life into the situation allowing it to blossom into something more than just mere words.
Facebook and Twitter do not foster this.
The life force dies as the responses wait for their rebuttal.
Written word or recorded voice fade in their power as time passes between exchanges.
Powerful statements stand the test of time…however, is a conversation a statement, although profound thoughts can arise from them?
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Cast me out from amongst you....
I do not fit into your pigeon-holes or predetermined figures. I am who I am - your approval isn't needed !!!!
I wear many hats, the court jester, the scholar, the philosopher, the poet, the romantic and the fool. I will dig your ditch and make you feel at ease as your laugh at my antics.
But try as you might I am the square peg in the round hole.
I maybe what you need, but not what you want.
Do not fret and worry for I do not when it comes to this.
I ask only that you do not try and make me conform to your wishes, for it is the end of me.
shackle the wind and stifle its voice, dam up the stream and risk the flood that ensues when it can be held back no more.
Leave it as it is intended to be and enjoy the beauty that it has!
Me, take it for all its worth as it is.
I am who I am !
I do not fit into your pigeon-holes or predetermined figures. I am who I am - your approval isn't needed !!!!
I wear many hats, the court jester, the scholar, the philosopher, the poet, the romantic and the fool. I will dig your ditch and make you feel at ease as your laugh at my antics.
But try as you might I am the square peg in the round hole.
I maybe what you need, but not what you want.
Do not fret and worry for I do not when it comes to this.
I ask only that you do not try and make me conform to your wishes, for it is the end of me.
shackle the wind and stifle its voice, dam up the stream and risk the flood that ensues when it can be held back no more.
Leave it as it is intended to be and enjoy the beauty that it has!
Me, take it for all its worth as it is.
I am who I am !
Monday, May 17, 2010
psych
Well felt like writing..... not sure what.... I was supposed to get a journal and hand write some stuff every day.
Hasn't happened yet....
inactivity is contagious and I can't seem to overcome the inertia that has built up....
I think I will just .....
Naw it isn't happening....maybe tomorrow.
Hasn't happened yet....
inactivity is contagious and I can't seem to overcome the inertia that has built up....
I think I will just .....
Naw it isn't happening....maybe tomorrow.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
at the core of it all!!!!!!!!
Well I had an revelation, not quite an epiphany, but a realization of sorts.
Somewhere deep in my soul I must still believe that people are good, of course there are exceptions but that is true of most things.
I a bizarre dream I was thrust into the "Best Man" role at a complete strangers wedding... there were many strange details that do not seem relevant at this point so I will not describe them here.
I had nothing to base the speech on. No prior knowledge of the couple and their interactions or intimate anecdotes. I knew neither of them.
Compounded by the fact on the surface I am scorned, soured to people's intentions I was anxious and uneasy with this daunting task.
Somehow, something in me authored a speech that left not one eye dry and so embodied the true spirit of Love that I awoke astonished.
That internal light bulb had clicked on and I was made aware again that I am the hopeless romantic still.
Give yourself completely everyday to your love, but expect there will be days when they cannot. Take comfort in the fact they will do the same.
Be who you are and take that leap of faith in all things. You have found the one whom will catch you if you fall.
I wish I could have remembered it all. It was heartfelt , pure, and inspiring.
It has reminded me of the goodness in the world and encouraged me to shrug off the coats of cynicism and disconnection. To toss aside the goggles of skepticism and doubt through which I examine the world.
I can breathe deep again and feel renewed.
Somewhere deep in my soul I must still believe that people are good, of course there are exceptions but that is true of most things.
I a bizarre dream I was thrust into the "Best Man" role at a complete strangers wedding... there were many strange details that do not seem relevant at this point so I will not describe them here.
I had nothing to base the speech on. No prior knowledge of the couple and their interactions or intimate anecdotes. I knew neither of them.
Compounded by the fact on the surface I am scorned, soured to people's intentions I was anxious and uneasy with this daunting task.
Somehow, something in me authored a speech that left not one eye dry and so embodied the true spirit of Love that I awoke astonished.
That internal light bulb had clicked on and I was made aware again that I am the hopeless romantic still.
Give yourself completely everyday to your love, but expect there will be days when they cannot. Take comfort in the fact they will do the same.
Be who you are and take that leap of faith in all things. You have found the one whom will catch you if you fall.
I wish I could have remembered it all. It was heartfelt , pure, and inspiring.
It has reminded me of the goodness in the world and encouraged me to shrug off the coats of cynicism and disconnection. To toss aside the goggles of skepticism and doubt through which I examine the world.
I can breathe deep again and feel renewed.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Not quite from Young Frankenstein....
He's Alive.......
Okay so maybe that's not the line, but it popped into my head so there you have it as the title.
You don't want excuses and you don't want drivel so I guess I move on to the next subject. Okay wait ... Yes I realize it has been a while but really aren't there times where you just don't feel like doing all the things you are supposed to do also????? Seriously?
I want to wish well to my friends, especially R&V on her new venture. I will miss her posts (an honestly I am a little upset that she has done something to her blog so none of them show up at all) Erma B would at least post re-runs while she was away....
I don't feel guilty, or to bad, because I know some other people that haven't been blogging as religiously as they used to... Okay I admit I can't even fall into their category because they post more often than I do.
OMG - I have been distracted so easily lately that I can barely even get through this half assed attempt at a blog without losing direction.
Well maybe tomorrow....
Okay so maybe that's not the line, but it popped into my head so there you have it as the title.
You don't want excuses and you don't want drivel so I guess I move on to the next subject. Okay wait ... Yes I realize it has been a while but really aren't there times where you just don't feel like doing all the things you are supposed to do also????? Seriously?
I want to wish well to my friends, especially R&V on her new venture. I will miss her posts (an honestly I am a little upset that she has done something to her blog so none of them show up at all) Erma B would at least post re-runs while she was away....
I don't feel guilty, or to bad, because I know some other people that haven't been blogging as religiously as they used to... Okay I admit I can't even fall into their category because they post more often than I do.
OMG - I have been distracted so easily lately that I can barely even get through this half assed attempt at a blog without losing direction.
Well maybe tomorrow....
Friday, January 29, 2010
writers block
....so I sit here having the most wonderful Espresso Martini as I reflect upon the the days that have recently passed.
Unhappy with the quality perhaps, of course then again I am my biggest critic. The problem I have admittedly is that my best ideas and work come to me when I am in the most inconvenient places. Half asleep, in the car, in the shower, no where that I have pen no paper to record such witty expressions worthy of your reading.
Frustrated that I cannot live up to my own expectations....
Inspired by some of the people I follow... wishing I could regain the joie d'vie to write passionately.
.
.
.
the phone rang and the NTSB needs to come in because my train of thought has been derailed and there is a catastrophe in my head.
thoughts and ideas, fragmented, shattered, dismembered and disemboweled.
...the disappointing recurrence of late.
.. alas poor Yorick he too like my ideas has passed.
Unhappy with the quality perhaps, of course then again I am my biggest critic. The problem I have admittedly is that my best ideas and work come to me when I am in the most inconvenient places. Half asleep, in the car, in the shower, no where that I have pen no paper to record such witty expressions worthy of your reading.
Frustrated that I cannot live up to my own expectations....
Inspired by some of the people I follow... wishing I could regain the joie d'vie to write passionately.
.
.
.
the phone rang and the NTSB needs to come in because my train of thought has been derailed and there is a catastrophe in my head.
thoughts and ideas, fragmented, shattered, dismembered and disemboweled.
...the disappointing recurrence of late.
.. alas poor Yorick he too like my ideas has passed.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
in due time - Spring Cleaning
Ideas they once were a plenty upon the tree of life, yet now as in winter they have dried and withered from the branch. Now fallen, hurried away by the stark winter winds never to be seen again…
…this is the story retold time and time again in my mind. Some seed sprouts and takes root. Lest I tend to it quickly, nurturing, it succumbs to the detritus of everyday life and once buried it becomes stifled and its muffled cries to be heard go unnoticed. Perhaps one day I will stumble upon it again. Hopefully then it will flourish rapidly, again exposed to the sunlight!
I long for the exhilaration of a conversation, posting of some astute individual, or intellectual debate to clean house in my mind.
“Take out the trash!”
Throw back the curtains drawn closed by the numbness of the mundane. Let in that energy, the sunshine, that has been deprived allowing the seeds to flourish and blossom into something beautiful for me to share.
…this is the story retold time and time again in my mind. Some seed sprouts and takes root. Lest I tend to it quickly, nurturing, it succumbs to the detritus of everyday life and once buried it becomes stifled and its muffled cries to be heard go unnoticed. Perhaps one day I will stumble upon it again. Hopefully then it will flourish rapidly, again exposed to the sunlight!
I long for the exhilaration of a conversation, posting of some astute individual, or intellectual debate to clean house in my mind.
“Take out the trash!”
Throw back the curtains drawn closed by the numbness of the mundane. Let in that energy, the sunshine, that has been deprived allowing the seeds to flourish and blossom into something beautiful for me to share.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog.
You are his life, his love, his leader.
He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart.
You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.
- Anonymous
My Dear friend it has been awhile since we sat in the company of each other. I regret this and feel remiss, but do not doubt that you are ever far from my thoughts.
It seems so long since I gazed into your eyes and saw your unequivocal love.
Recollection brings tears to my eyes…there were times we disagreed, but they seem faded and distant. The good memories are crowding them out and their glow casts the un-pleasantries further into the shadows. I am not ready to say goodbye, or face the fact we shall have no chance to create more memories together…
I will evermore remember you and each time I will wipe a tear from my eye. It will be one born from mixed emotions. Joyous and yet tainted with sadness for each memory will bring back our time together and fill my heart warmly, but all to soon it will remind me that you are gone and once again the cold pain shall pierce me to the core.
Be well…and hold dear in your heart that you have touched my soul, shown unto me the truth in love unconditional. I will always remember you and wonder if I was worthy to share your time.
You are his life, his love, his leader.
He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart.
You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.
- Anonymous
My Dear friend it has been awhile since we sat in the company of each other. I regret this and feel remiss, but do not doubt that you are ever far from my thoughts.
It seems so long since I gazed into your eyes and saw your unequivocal love.
Recollection brings tears to my eyes…there were times we disagreed, but they seem faded and distant. The good memories are crowding them out and their glow casts the un-pleasantries further into the shadows. I am not ready to say goodbye, or face the fact we shall have no chance to create more memories together…
I will evermore remember you and each time I will wipe a tear from my eye. It will be one born from mixed emotions. Joyous and yet tainted with sadness for each memory will bring back our time together and fill my heart warmly, but all to soon it will remind me that you are gone and once again the cold pain shall pierce me to the core.
Be well…and hold dear in your heart that you have touched my soul, shown unto me the truth in love unconditional. I will always remember you and wonder if I was worthy to share your time.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
elusive bastard
...it mocks me. It is the evil twin of the balmy summer breeze. They both stand in the wings and laugh boisterously as I search for them. The icy grip of winter has replaced the comfort of the warmer months and now sleep has run away as well.
Night has become a parade of monodramas. Some more bizarre than the rest leave me puzzled at mornings arrival. It is the type of stuff that even makes late late night TV seem normal.
Why does sleep mock me so? Darting about like a sparrow hunting insects in the freshly mown grass. Swift, unpredictable, yet gracefully elusive.
The days are short and light fades fast. It will not be long before the dance will begin again....
the questioned posed...we it be caught tonight?
Night has become a parade of monodramas. Some more bizarre than the rest leave me puzzled at mornings arrival. It is the type of stuff that even makes late late night TV seem normal.
Why does sleep mock me so? Darting about like a sparrow hunting insects in the freshly mown grass. Swift, unpredictable, yet gracefully elusive.
The days are short and light fades fast. It will not be long before the dance will begin again....
the questioned posed...we it be caught tonight?
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Ate too much to be productive
Seriously
Well okay I finally lost enough inches to be able to sit close enough to the keyboard to "type" yes it it s a well known fact I type about as well as Tiger keeps it in his pants.
Happy Holidays - Merry Xmas - Happy Hanukkah - Happy Kwanzaa - Merry Festivus
did I offend everyone? well that brings me to the purpose of my post....
When did we become such arrogant bastards that the act of someone wishes us well, or glad tidings arouse such anger in our minds that we rant and rave?
it's Merry Christmas not Happy Holidays you idiot....
Hey if someone wants to wish me good tidings I should accept them right? I thought so....
then I started to think in the manner I normally do and I said "Hey wait - do I really like people projecting their beliefs on me? "
i.e. You do not know me from Adam so you being in a jolly jovial frame of mind fell driven to share this heart felt wonder with me. You spout off what you either believe is my belief driven theme for the Holidays or yours...Merry Xmas. You feel better as you have just bestowed on me some sort of token of good will towards your fellow man. I being the hypothetical jackass take umbrage as I being Pagan for that moment only celebrate Festivus and therefore do not recognize the supposed birth of Christ as being Dec 25th . Insulted by your lack of sensitivity to my beliefs and enraged by the audacity you have to try and project your beliefs upon me, I offer you as a burnt sacrifice to the gods.
So I now am in opposition to my original feelings about this exchange of good will.
tsk tsk - I despite being proud of my ability to play devil's advocate have undermined my own desire to lighten the mood of the world. Why can't we take a simple exchange of good tidings and accept them for that???? Wouldn't it be a better place to live in this whimsical bliss of a society?
Think about it - if someone, anyone, wished you whatever it was to make you happy, should you accept it? Who cares if they said it in some phrase or language that made no sense to you.
FlaFlansah !!!!
So my advice and original intent stands - get your head out of your ass and wake up to the fact there might be a moment where someone truly wishes you good will, if only for a second.
Well okay I finally lost enough inches to be able to sit close enough to the keyboard to "type" yes it it s a well known fact I type about as well as Tiger keeps it in his pants.
Happy Holidays - Merry Xmas - Happy Hanukkah - Happy Kwanzaa - Merry Festivus
did I offend everyone? well that brings me to the purpose of my post....
When did we become such arrogant bastards that the act of someone wishes us well, or glad tidings arouse such anger in our minds that we rant and rave?
it's Merry Christmas not Happy Holidays you idiot....
Hey if someone wants to wish me good tidings I should accept them right? I thought so....
then I started to think in the manner I normally do and I said "Hey wait - do I really like people projecting their beliefs on me? "
i.e. You do not know me from Adam so you being in a jolly jovial frame of mind fell driven to share this heart felt wonder with me. You spout off what you either believe is my belief driven theme for the Holidays or yours...Merry Xmas. You feel better as you have just bestowed on me some sort of token of good will towards your fellow man. I being the hypothetical jackass take umbrage as I being Pagan for that moment only celebrate Festivus and therefore do not recognize the supposed birth of Christ as being Dec 25th . Insulted by your lack of sensitivity to my beliefs and enraged by the audacity you have to try and project your beliefs upon me, I offer you as a burnt sacrifice to the gods.
So I now am in opposition to my original feelings about this exchange of good will.
tsk tsk - I despite being proud of my ability to play devil's advocate have undermined my own desire to lighten the mood of the world. Why can't we take a simple exchange of good tidings and accept them for that???? Wouldn't it be a better place to live in this whimsical bliss of a society?
Think about it - if someone, anyone, wished you whatever it was to make you happy, should you accept it? Who cares if they said it in some phrase or language that made no sense to you.
FlaFlansah !!!!
So my advice and original intent stands - get your head out of your ass and wake up to the fact there might be a moment where someone truly wishes you good will, if only for a second.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Ho Ho Holy poop it costs a lot for Christmas
Well it is that blessed time of year again.....
hey sleigh bells ring-a-ling, cash registers sing-a-ling ,as we spend the corporate doll-a-lol-ar.
okay I can't write a carol to save Al Yankovic's shiny white bum....( bad visual image and I am just guessing what it looks like so correct me if I am wrong )
But seriously what happened to the days of yore when Christmas time was all about the spirit of giving and the joy of receiving....for it is now a time of bean counting and score keeping.
****I gave her a $XX.XX sweater and all she got me was this lousy $X.XX snuggie ****
/laughs to himself (Whats was that R&V ? /scoffs you thought someone might hear a Capricorn at X-mas) (Sorry I needed to needle you about something and I know you truly love the... wait for it .... angels making that heavenly sound AAAH-AAH Snuggie)
Everything has changed. I miss my beloved cartoon / claymation christmas specials. The island of misfit toys, Bumbles bounce don't you know, and the burgermister misterburger to name a few.
Prep & Landing WTH is that?????
Okay maybe I am being a little rigid and olde fashion but really wasn't the stuff I grew up on Good Enough???
The light competitions, the sales starting in July, really now folks what is it all about anymore ? keeping up with the Jones'?
I miss the magic, the pure joy of it all. I truly expect this year to see someone text me from next to the tree, thanking me for their gift.
Our youth has lost their conversations skills to texting. They are drones to corporate America only interested in the monetary gain of the holiday.
OMG my co-worker told me his daughter did not yell down last night to say "Good Night Mom & Dad" she did a sms text to landline instead. Bring Ring - hello - this is a text message from 555-555-1212 "Goodnight Mom & Dad" - did anyone see R&V just twitch, seriously did she?
Well call me Scrooge , Grinch , Charlie in the Box - whatever.... I am not against Christmas or a pouty poopey lip. I just want the true meaning of Christmas back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hey sleigh bells ring-a-ling, cash registers sing-a-ling ,as we spend the corporate doll-a-lol-ar.
okay I can't write a carol to save Al Yankovic's shiny white bum....( bad visual image and I am just guessing what it looks like so correct me if I am wrong )
But seriously what happened to the days of yore when Christmas time was all about the spirit of giving and the joy of receiving....for it is now a time of bean counting and score keeping.
****I gave her a $XX.XX sweater and all she got me was this lousy $X.XX snuggie ****
/laughs to himself (Whats was that R&V ? /scoffs you thought someone might hear a Capricorn at X-mas) (Sorry I needed to needle you about something and I know you truly love the... wait for it .... angels making that heavenly sound AAAH-AAH Snuggie)
Everything has changed. I miss my beloved cartoon / claymation christmas specials. The island of misfit toys, Bumbles bounce don't you know, and the burgermister misterburger to name a few.
Prep & Landing WTH is that?????
Okay maybe I am being a little rigid and olde fashion but really wasn't the stuff I grew up on Good Enough???
The light competitions, the sales starting in July, really now folks what is it all about anymore ? keeping up with the Jones'?
I miss the magic, the pure joy of it all. I truly expect this year to see someone text me from next to the tree, thanking me for their gift.
Our youth has lost their conversations skills to texting. They are drones to corporate America only interested in the monetary gain of the holiday.
OMG my co-worker told me his daughter did not yell down last night to say "Good Night Mom & Dad" she did a sms text to landline instead. Bring Ring - hello - this is a text message from 555-555-1212 "Goodnight Mom & Dad" - did anyone see R&V just twitch, seriously did she?
Well call me Scrooge , Grinch , Charlie in the Box - whatever.... I am not against Christmas or a pouty poopey lip. I just want the true meaning of Christmas back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Your sole purpose in the Universe is ?????
Well maybe that is a little misleading but you with get the point by the time I am done.
Perhaps Captain Obvious would have been a good title also but I digress....so on to the party.
What is it with people and places that just don't get it?
example #1 -
Drive-thru teller: May I take your order?
You: Toasted Chicken Club Sandwich
Them: Would you like cheese?
You: Please
Them: Mustard, Mayo, or Honey-Mustard?
You: Mustard
Them: Would you like it toasted?
You: ***sound of shotgun being cocked*** what did I order idiot? Toasted Chicken Club - doesn't that imply toasted?
example #2 -
Them: Welcome to KFC can I take your order?
You: Yes I would like a 3 piece dinner..
Them: I'm sorry sir/ma'am we are out of chicken.
You: ....
You: ....
You: .... /stare /glance at the sign above the door /stare
You: I'm sorry did you say your out of chicken?
Them: /annoyed Yes!
You: Exactly what is the purpose of this food outlet? Chicken! and your out? Hmmmm ... what else could you fail to achieve today? breathing? existence? cognitive thought? Are you kidding me? No Chicken? ( this never actually came out of my mouth but it has been in my head ever since.)
They should have just put a closed sign in the window that read..."Closed because we are stupid and have no chicken even though it is the only thing we do."
Oh and for the record I am not the only person to experience this nor was it a one time thing.
I can understand if you had some moronic sale like 5 pieces free if you can tell us what well are supposed to sell here and the whole world came by. I mean even Popeye's brings an extra truckload in for their big sales. However this was just an average day.
I guess Darwin didn't count on the Fast food industry screwing up the "Survival of the fittest" theory. It is amazing that we have evolved so far and yet have these microcosms of complete brain failure that are so prevalent in society.
Okay your task now is to learn your purpose and not screw it up.
P.S. Fathers your sole purpose is to keep your daughter of the pole. (thanks Chris Rock)
Perhaps Captain Obvious would have been a good title also but I digress....so on to the party.
What is it with people and places that just don't get it?
example #1 -
Drive-thru teller: May I take your order?
You: Toasted Chicken Club Sandwich
Them: Would you like cheese?
You: Please
Them: Mustard, Mayo, or Honey-Mustard?
You: Mustard
Them: Would you like it toasted?
You: ***sound of shotgun being cocked*** what did I order idiot? Toasted Chicken Club - doesn't that imply toasted?
example #2 -
Them: Welcome to KFC can I take your order?
You: Yes I would like a 3 piece dinner..
Them: I'm sorry sir/ma'am we are out of chicken.
You: ....
You: ....
You: .... /stare /glance at the sign above the door /stare
You: I'm sorry did you say your out of chicken?
Them: /annoyed Yes!
You: Exactly what is the purpose of this food outlet? Chicken! and your out? Hmmmm ... what else could you fail to achieve today? breathing? existence? cognitive thought? Are you kidding me? No Chicken? ( this never actually came out of my mouth but it has been in my head ever since.)
They should have just put a closed sign in the window that read..."Closed because we are stupid and have no chicken even though it is the only thing we do."
Oh and for the record I am not the only person to experience this nor was it a one time thing.
I can understand if you had some moronic sale like 5 pieces free if you can tell us what well are supposed to sell here and the whole world came by. I mean even Popeye's brings an extra truckload in for their big sales. However this was just an average day.
I guess Darwin didn't count on the Fast food industry screwing up the "Survival of the fittest" theory. It is amazing that we have evolved so far and yet have these microcosms of complete brain failure that are so prevalent in society.
Okay your task now is to learn your purpose and not screw it up.
P.S. Fathers your sole purpose is to keep your daughter of the pole. (thanks Chris Rock)
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Domonick vs. Rudolff
Well it's not the post I promised R&V but it is very appropirate for this time of year....
This is an old Italian XMas tune and I just love the way these guys did a tribute to it.
Enjoy
This is an old Italian XMas tune and I just love the way these guys did a tribute to it.
Enjoy
Thursday, November 5, 2009
winter is nigh
It is that season again and Jack has been breathing at the back of my neck. It is with mixed emotions that I welcome him.
I do so miss the sun on my face, but the cuddling time is nigh. It is a time when two, so close as to share the same place, can say nothing and in that so much.
The silence is comforting.
The rhythm of two hearts eases the tension and melts the cold grasp stress places on us.
Warmth shared as it was your own.
Leave the troubles of the world at the door to be washed away with the snow melting from your boots.
Join me.
We shall make paradise midst the throws and cushions of the couch and await the warmth of the Spring.
I do so miss the sun on my face, but the cuddling time is nigh. It is a time when two, so close as to share the same place, can say nothing and in that so much.
The silence is comforting.
The rhythm of two hearts eases the tension and melts the cold grasp stress places on us.
Warmth shared as it was your own.
Leave the troubles of the world at the door to be washed away with the snow melting from your boots.
Join me.
We shall make paradise midst the throws and cushions of the couch and await the warmth of the Spring.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
oh bugger me
Out in the Park, on the bike, the chain whipping past
The last throws of summer, before the chilling winter blast.
The squirrels run amuck through the leaves loud as thunder
Are they having fun, yes this thought I do wonder.
I saw a murder in the Park, of course it was crows
And I must have counted 20 or 30 of those.
The sound is was haunting, eerie, spooky, yet cool
I can tell that old Alfred was far from a fool.
The light is waning and night draws closer still
Remember these thoughts, I always will.
Don’t you hate trying to write poetry? It seems like you get stuck in this silly rhyming and it never ends. I know that there are other styles and I never seem to find the time to actually explore them enough to learn their form. Sometimes I just want to capture those feelings in words for posterity sake.
The last throws of summer, before the chilling winter blast.
The squirrels run amuck through the leaves loud as thunder
Are they having fun, yes this thought I do wonder.
I saw a murder in the Park, of course it was crows
And I must have counted 20 or 30 of those.
The sound is was haunting, eerie, spooky, yet cool
I can tell that old Alfred was far from a fool.
The light is waning and night draws closer still
Remember these thoughts, I always will.
Don’t you hate trying to write poetry? It seems like you get stuck in this silly rhyming and it never ends. I know that there are other styles and I never seem to find the time to actually explore them enough to learn their form. Sometimes I just want to capture those feelings in words for posterity sake.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
not again....
Well I guess it was always inevitable, I mean after all it is my mind.
Needed sleep before going back into work.
Settled in and told myself...."We need to get some sleep"
the next 3 hours where like Sunday dinner at an Italian Families house...( No Offense because you will agree it is true)
It was like 20 different conversations all going on at the same time with each one competing to be heard over the rest. Each one escalating louder and louder.
Oh sure three was the occasional pause as a new course came out, but it was short lived and then back at it full bore.
It has been awhile and perhaps I though ( mistakenly of course ) that I could simple quiet them all and get a short nap, but I was WRONG.
It was like trying to rationalize with a bunch of two year old children. Although they may have been more receptive.
I thought I would just revisit this here since my friend R&V always laugh about "Just do it" or "Just breathe"
well off to argue with the minions once again
Needed sleep before going back into work.
Settled in and told myself...."We need to get some sleep"
the next 3 hours where like Sunday dinner at an Italian Families house...( No Offense because you will agree it is true)
It was like 20 different conversations all going on at the same time with each one competing to be heard over the rest. Each one escalating louder and louder.
Oh sure three was the occasional pause as a new course came out, but it was short lived and then back at it full bore.
It has been awhile and perhaps I though ( mistakenly of course ) that I could simple quiet them all and get a short nap, but I was WRONG.
It was like trying to rationalize with a bunch of two year old children. Although they may have been more receptive.
I thought I would just revisit this here since my friend R&V always laugh about "Just do it" or "Just breathe"
well off to argue with the minions once again
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