Slept more than usual last night, which was pretty good. Had to go in to baby sit a fashion show in the Pavilion. It was an easy low maintenance thing, just get the music running or stopped as requested. Did a bit of exercise for the arms and legs before leaving, just trying to use every opportunity that I have to fix this freaking body of mine and get things going back to normal. Spent a bit more than 5 hours doing this and by the end of this I was ready to keel over, had to rest a bit before doing coming back and putting the body in bed so that it could recuperate. I'm probably going to the pool tonight just to keep the working out thing in but also so that I can let it relax while in the water... then again as I see stuff being slid under my door I realize that I have a shitload of stuff to handle and may spend all this time catching up as I don't think that tomorrow I'll be in any condition to think straight... the pool plans just went to hell, I just received about 4 inches of paperwork to be done, of course it's needed to be done in the next day or so. I'll do this and then retire for the rest of the week... yeah right!
Got some new music onto my system. What kind?, all kinds. I have a very eclectic taste in music. On my iTunes library I have little over 12,000 songs. When you do the math, that's a lot of albums, about 800 assuming that each album has 15 songs, yikes!!! I have heavy metal, hip-hop, rap, rock, r&b, Spanish rock, Spanish pop, pop, classical, instrumental, country, you name it. I'll listen to anything and everything and if it's got some artistic value chances are that I'll like it. Lately though I've been listening to more and more hip-hop than ever before. Now that I've been listening and paying more attention to this type of music I am really appreciating it.
Got to say that women know how to manipulate men from an early age. You think I'm exaggerating? No, I'm not. This girl comes where I was working and wants to change the music, even if it is only one song. I still say no. Now that she knows that she failed she points to her friends, triplets of 4 year old, and says to look at them, how cute they are and how can I say no to them. Call me a sucker but I let them have their song.
Showing posts with label Random Thought. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random Thought. Show all posts
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
One More Step
Ah, light at the end of the tunnel. Just a few more steps and the prize will be in my hands. I will have attained what I’ve been working for, for so long. But I’m tired. I ache all over. Sometimes I even doubt that I can make it up these few steps. These steps are just like any other steps. Just need to lift my foot, step on it and do the same with my other foot and step on the one above. And do this over and over until there are no more steps, until there is relief that the race is over. Just need to keep going until I find that I’ve reached the top.
If it is so easy, why am I not doing it? I don’t think that it is fear, yet I hesitate to take that first step, never mind the ones after that. Why? And then it hits me. I finally realize why I ache all over and why I’m looking at these steps going up. I was there at the top landing, but not anymore. This realization just brings up more pain and a sense of loss that is impossible to express in words. However that same realization gives me strength. Yes, strength, because I know I’ve been up there. I know that I’ve walked this path and climbed many other steps like these ones. I may not have the same vitality that I had earlier in my journey. But what I lack in strength I make up in knowledge, experience and persistence. A new sense of hope grows in me. A hope that stems from knowing what is at the top of that landing. A hope that again I can reach for the top. A hope that stems from knowing that the art of living life is not going through it unscathed or full of scars, no, the art if living life comes from knowing that after you fall all that you need to do is to get up and take that next step in the direction that you were intending.
If it is so easy, why am I not doing it? I don’t think that it is fear, yet I hesitate to take that first step, never mind the ones after that. Why? And then it hits me. I finally realize why I ache all over and why I’m looking at these steps going up. I was there at the top landing, but not anymore. This realization just brings up more pain and a sense of loss that is impossible to express in words. However that same realization gives me strength. Yes, strength, because I know I’ve been up there. I know that I’ve walked this path and climbed many other steps like these ones. I may not have the same vitality that I had earlier in my journey. But what I lack in strength I make up in knowledge, experience and persistence. A new sense of hope grows in me. A hope that stems from knowing what is at the top of that landing. A hope that again I can reach for the top. A hope that stems from knowing that the art of living life is not going through it unscathed or full of scars, no, the art if living life comes from knowing that after you fall all that you need to do is to get up and take that next step in the direction that you were intending.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
How to Like Someone?
Finding out faults and reasons not to like someone is quite easy;
e.g., too tall, too short, crooked nose, they've got an attitude, etc.
Also, sad to say, it is easy to hide behind these since at best you
won't have to deal with that person again or at worst you'll endure
them for a bit. Want to change this? Try this, look at the person or
think of them and find something to like about them. Keep doing this
until you feel better about them. It may take minutes or hours. Try it
and let me know.
e.g., too tall, too short, crooked nose, they've got an attitude, etc.
Also, sad to say, it is easy to hide behind these since at best you
won't have to deal with that person again or at worst you'll endure
them for a bit. Want to change this? Try this, look at the person or
think of them and find something to like about them. Keep doing this
until you feel better about them. It may take minutes or hours. Try it
and let me know.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Reasons To Be Thankful
I'm thankful for many things in life. For a roof over my head and a
warm bed at night. A wife that loves me, my quirkiness included. I can
write what I feel without fear. I'm still playing the game while some
friends have begun a new one. I have friends who care (I'm still
reading the dream). My father celebrated his 61 birthday in a year
where he spent 3 months in a hospital's ICU. All in all, I'm thankful
for all the good which makes me happy and the bad which teaches how
not to do it. Thanks!
warm bed at night. A wife that loves me, my quirkiness included. I can
write what I feel without fear. I'm still playing the game while some
friends have begun a new one. I have friends who care (I'm still
reading the dream). My father celebrated his 61 birthday in a year
where he spent 3 months in a hospital's ICU. All in all, I'm thankful
for all the good which makes me happy and the bad which teaches how
not to do it. Thanks!
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Spanglish
Sometimes my Spanish gets mixed up with my English. My old math
teacher would say that I am bilingual. Meaning that I couldn't
properly speak either language. I'd rather say that it is Spanglish.
And it has nothing to do with me being surrounded mostly by English
speaking friends and co-workers. No, this started back in Puerto Rico.
From 3rd grade on most of my books were in English. Movies were
subtitled and even a popular Cuban program was in Spanglish. My
defense, I'm continuing my education.
teacher would say that I am bilingual. Meaning that I couldn't
properly speak either language. I'd rather say that it is Spanglish.
And it has nothing to do with me being surrounded mostly by English
speaking friends and co-workers. No, this started back in Puerto Rico.
From 3rd grade on most of my books were in English. Movies were
subtitled and even a popular Cuban program was in Spanglish. My
defense, I'm continuing my education.
I'm Becoming a Gringo
I was born and raised in Puerto Rico for the first 23 years of my
life. Spanish being the main language and English being something to
be done for school. Don't get me wrong you're exposed to English left,
right and center, even to the extreme that 90% of the text books are
in English even though the classes are in Spanish. Now after being in
the US 12 years the balance has shifted. This was gradual and I only
realized it when picking up Hundred Years of Solitude to read in
English! Ay Dios mio!
life. Spanish being the main language and English being something to
be done for school. Don't get me wrong you're exposed to English left,
right and center, even to the extreme that 90% of the text books are
in English even though the classes are in Spanish. Now after being in
the US 12 years the balance has shifted. This was gradual and I only
realized it when picking up Hundred Years of Solitude to read in
English! Ay Dios mio!
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Why Is It Called An Idiot Box?
Back in the '50s tv earned the nickname of "the idiot box". It seems
that it was a prophecy. Nowadays moments that were dedicated to
exchanging ideas are filled with the constant drone of the tv and
ocassional grunts. While the device brings news and entertainment it
also hampers imagination. Everything is given in tv, scenery, sounds
even opinions. The need to discuss a subject is obsolete. Who can come
up with an original opinion when one is constantly impossed upon you?
Thus an idiot is born.
that it was a prophecy. Nowadays moments that were dedicated to
exchanging ideas are filled with the constant drone of the tv and
ocassional grunts. While the device brings news and entertainment it
also hampers imagination. Everything is given in tv, scenery, sounds
even opinions. The need to discuss a subject is obsolete. Who can come
up with an original opinion when one is constantly impossed upon you?
Thus an idiot is born.
Gift of a Rose
Many years ago my girlfriend at the time gave me a rose. Through my
life I've received many presents. The memories of which vary, some are
vibrant and alive and some tend to fade away. The memory of the rose
is one of the vibrant ones. I think the reason the rose still stands
out is because there was very little material value but a lot of
emotional value in it. What I'm trying to say here is this. Put a
little love and care in whatever you do in life, others will
appreciate it. I know I would.
life I've received many presents. The memories of which vary, some are
vibrant and alive and some tend to fade away. The memory of the rose
is one of the vibrant ones. I think the reason the rose still stands
out is because there was very little material value but a lot of
emotional value in it. What I'm trying to say here is this. Put a
little love and care in whatever you do in life, others will
appreciate it. I know I would.
Friday, November 7, 2008
One Man...
It has been said that one man cannot make a difference, I disagree.
2,500yrs ago Buddha gave hope to 2/3 of the world by stating that it
is possible to attain higher levels of being. Martin Luther King gave
a message of equality that put an end to an era of discrimination.
This past week Barack Obama became the man embodying the hope and the
element of change that is needed and wanted, not only in the US, but
by the people of Earth. Extraordinary men, yet as ordinary as each one
of us.
2,500yrs ago Buddha gave hope to 2/3 of the world by stating that it
is possible to attain higher levels of being. Martin Luther King gave
a message of equality that put an end to an era of discrimination.
This past week Barack Obama became the man embodying the hope and the
element of change that is needed and wanted, not only in the US, but
by the people of Earth. Extraordinary men, yet as ordinary as each one
of us.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
The Real John McCain Resurfaces
In any race where there are winners there must also be loosers. After
yesterdays elections Sen. John McCain had to be the latter one. While
giving his speech conceding the race we got a glimpse of the real
McCain. The man was gracious, in control and he placed country first.
If this McCain had not been drowned by Bush campaign advisors and the
book of GOP tactics the race would have been much closer. Alas, now is
the time to look ahead and turn the tide, everyone as the United
States of America.
yesterdays elections Sen. John McCain had to be the latter one. While
giving his speech conceding the race we got a glimpse of the real
McCain. The man was gracious, in control and he placed country first.
If this McCain had not been drowned by Bush campaign advisors and the
book of GOP tactics the race would have been much closer. Alas, now is
the time to look ahead and turn the tide, everyone as the United
States of America.
The Real Guy Fawkes Tradition
My first contact with the 5th of November was through V for Vendetta.
There was a real person named Guy Fawkes who tried to blow up
Parliament in 1605. Hollywood tends to take liberties when presenting
historical facts and figures. I know the best way to find out the
truth is by asking questions, so I jumped the pond and asked a few
questions... Well not really, but a fellow blogger does explain a bit
about the man and the tradition. Visit
dosyrosie.blogspot.com/2008/10/guy-fawkes-night.html.
There was a real person named Guy Fawkes who tried to blow up
Parliament in 1605. Hollywood tends to take liberties when presenting
historical facts and figures. I know the best way to find out the
truth is by asking questions, so I jumped the pond and asked a few
questions... Well not really, but a fellow blogger does explain a bit
about the man and the tradition. Visit
dosyrosie.blogspot.com/2008/10/guy-fawkes-night.html.
Penny For The Guy?
"Remember, remember the 5th of November. The gunpowder, treason and
plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be
forgot." Words from Hollywood's V for Vendetta out of a 400 year old
British tradition. Today I remember why I like the movie so much. It
presents a bleak future of absolute government control. But it says 2
important truths: 1) We are responsible for what governments do and
2) individuals can make a difference. Remembering the 5th of November
I voted. Did you?
plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be
forgot." Words from Hollywood's V for Vendetta out of a 400 year old
British tradition. Today I remember why I like the movie so much. It
presents a bleak future of absolute government control. But it says 2
important truths: 1) We are responsible for what governments do and
2) individuals can make a difference. Remembering the 5th of November
I voted. Did you?
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
History Does Repeat Itself
I'm addicted to theatre on the radio. This past weekend I enjoyed a
play produced by LA Theatre Works, The Rivalry. Here two polititians
debate for office, one flamboyant and the other a great orator. If
you're thinking 2008 elections think again. The play is taken out of
debate tranrcripts between Lincoln and Douglas more than a century
ago. I could go on about it but it would be better if you take the
time and enjoy the play yourself. Go to latw.org and listen and
compare the similarities.
play produced by LA Theatre Works, The Rivalry. Here two polititians
debate for office, one flamboyant and the other a great orator. If
you're thinking 2008 elections think again. The play is taken out of
debate tranrcripts between Lincoln and Douglas more than a century
ago. I could go on about it but it would be better if you take the
time and enjoy the play yourself. Go to latw.org and listen and
compare the similarities.
A New Dawn Awaits
A page has been turned in the history of this nation. Million of
Americans exercised their right to vote and their voices have been
heard. Barack Obama has won the presidential election and January 2009
we face a new chapter. While the battle for the White House has ended
and a bigger and harder task begins. It is time to lay aside any
differences and become united with the purpose of geting out of the
mess we're in. Like the phoenix rising out of the ashes it's our time
to rise.
Americans exercised their right to vote and their voices have been
heard. Barack Obama has won the presidential election and January 2009
we face a new chapter. While the battle for the White House has ended
and a bigger and harder task begins. It is time to lay aside any
differences and become united with the purpose of geting out of the
mess we're in. Like the phoenix rising out of the ashes it's our time
to rise.
Friday, October 31, 2008
While Waiting For Improvement
Put your body to rest and come with me. Lets travel the world and enjoy its sights. Fly with the birds or swim in the ocean. Ride that wave to the shore and then let wind take you in its arms. Sometimes we're so mirred in our problems that we don't see what's around us. While I may not be able to leave my body behind for a while, the least I can do is appreciate what's within my reach to experience at this time.
Ghostly Experience
I believe that some spirits become lost between this life and the next
one. Some years ago I experienced this. I had decided to get some
setups the night before an event. While getting a display done in a
tent, with a flashlight as my only way to see, I feel a presence near
me and shortly after that my light starts getting dimmer and dimmer. I
turn around and say out loud "knock it off I have work to do" and the
beam gets brighter. Needless to say that I promptly finished my dislay
and left.
one. Some years ago I experienced this. I had decided to get some
setups the night before an event. While getting a display done in a
tent, with a flashlight as my only way to see, I feel a presence near
me and shortly after that my light starts getting dimmer and dimmer. I
turn around and say out loud "knock it off I have work to do" and the
beam gets brighter. Needless to say that I promptly finished my dislay
and left.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
As History Unfolds
At this time next week I'll be following the presidential race as
results pour in from all states. This will be a historic moment when
either the first african-american or a woman will be in the Oval
Office. As the chapter of what has undoubtedly become one of the worst
presidential terms draws to a close a new chapter begins. Whoever that
person is they will face the task of uniting, mending and uplifting
this nation that seems to have lost its bearings. Whoever you are may
God be with you.
results pour in from all states. This will be a historic moment when
either the first african-american or a woman will be in the Oval
Office. As the chapter of what has undoubtedly become one of the worst
presidential terms draws to a close a new chapter begins. Whoever that
person is they will face the task of uniting, mending and uplifting
this nation that seems to have lost its bearings. Whoever you are may
God be with you.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Borrowed Eyes
and bear witness to its clear winter skies. And while I am thousands
of miles away I've seen them, enjoyed their majesty and been humbled
by its greatness. All seen through borrowed eyes. Eyes that remind me
there is a world full of wonders out there waiting to be experienced.
I promise you that I will see you again, in the future, with my own
eyes.
Hiding In The Open
I am the strong and stable friend. Whenever needed I'm always there. I
have no problems and tirelessly work to keep the ship afloat. Yet
those who read this know me better than others. What started as a whim
has evolved into a portal to my soul. You bear witness that I'm just
like anybody else, I just hide it better. In the end, that's what I'm
doing here, hiding in the open, in a sea of annonimity, where I am
just another needle in the hay stack. If you're reading this, can you
keep a secret?
have no problems and tirelessly work to keep the ship afloat. Yet
those who read this know me better than others. What started as a whim
has evolved into a portal to my soul. You bear witness that I'm just
like anybody else, I just hide it better. In the end, that's what I'm
doing here, hiding in the open, in a sea of annonimity, where I am
just another needle in the hay stack. If you're reading this, can you
keep a secret?
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Remembering The Woman I Loved The Most
I remember being in your arms. Feeling your gentle touch and kisses. I
remember you always being there for me, even when I wavered your arms
were always open, welcoming me back. I remember feeling special around
you and now I realize it was never me but your magic making me feel
this way. I remember going away, to far off lands and feeling you
always by my side. I remember seeing you in your last days, your body
weak but your eyes always strong and full of love. I'll always love
you grandma.
remember you always being there for me, even when I wavered your arms
were always open, welcoming me back. I remember feeling special around
you and now I realize it was never me but your magic making me feel
this way. I remember going away, to far off lands and feeling you
always by my side. I remember seeing you in your last days, your body
weak but your eyes always strong and full of love. I'll always love
you grandma.
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