Wednesday, September 26, 2007

How to cope with the presence of a loved one.


If you can drum with belly dancing music, please contact me for a CD recording and occasional concerts.

Monday, September 24, 2007

This is your stepson...Galactica.


How is it that a homeless person can have a full head of hair? How fair is that? Dont get me wrong, the homeless deserve a break, and in no way am I faulting them for being homeless. But, I always attributed my hair loss to stress and not getting the proper amount of sleep. Is'nt this what the homeless experience everyday? Then, on my way into work this morning, I see a homeless man walking down the street with enough hair to land him a spot on any shampoo commercial of his choice. Im not talking long messed up matted hair...his hair was nice and combable. I guess my mothers father didnt have as much hair as I thought he did.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

ambitions and things I can do well


I've often asked myself "why it is I have been so humble throughout my entire life"? I have recieved no answer to this most sincere question, until just yesterday as I was walking thru a parking lot and came across this bumper sticker. The answer? I dont own a DACHSHUND. Its that simple. How stupid of me not to have thought of this before. I thought about the Dachshund. Their agility. Their pompus attitude they carry on their long back. They even have their faces on Christmas ornaments, coffee mugs and jewelery. Also, the way they curl up on the floor and give you that look as if they are saying "hey look at me, Im a dachshund and you cant be a humble person around me because there are too many things to be prideful about. So dont even consider humbling yourself before anyone or anything as long as you own me. By the way, would you mind cutting up a hot dog into bite size peices for me, and heating it up in the microwave for about 20 seconds?"

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

People gonna talk....


Last night I went to see James Hunter (grammy award winning singer songwriter from the UK). His music is timeless, sounding instantly classic and perpetually modern. He reminded me of a blend of Sam Cooke, Van Morrison, Bobby Darin, Jackie Wilson and even a little Ricky Nelson. Thats alot of artists I know, but in my previous life I was a goat, and in my next life Im going to be a broom closet....so it's possible we can resemble more than one person or thing. He's a very cool cat. I would highly recommend you add his music to your playlist. Check out his website http://www.jameshuntermusic.com/

Friday, September 7, 2007

scooters, vacation, fall


Two days ago I went to meet with a man who we hired to do some printing work for us. As the man came out from his office I just gazed at his hair. Lately, I have been wishing I had more hair, so it seems I observe everyone elses hair, like Copernicus observing the sun and earth. This man just spent the last week working on a project for us, has called us back to meet with him on this project, and all Im doing is looking at his hair and thinking of nothing else. In fact, the entire meeting I thought about his hair and wondered if kids look at me and think "He must be an adult because he has a larger head and his hair poofs out in a mature way". As much as we would like to stay young, there are certain things about the human body that will always give our age away. The space between the neck and the upper chest....this tends to poof out just a tiny bit on older men. I kept looking at this spot on this man and thinking to myself "thats only going to get saggier, the older he gets, and if I was having to take care of him as he became older, I would have remembered back at this meeting and noticing this spot was more poofy now than it was back when I thought it was already poofy". I also noticed he colored his hair. He had multi-colors like a calico cat. Was his time for re-color coming soon? Maybe if I did my hair like his, I wouldnt have issues with money management and I would get into a healthy relationship. Anyway, all I can say is I walked out of this meeting only to remember a couple of things he mentioned about his ideas for our printing job we hired him for. The rest of my thoughts were filled with the poofy spot between his neck and his upper chest, and his bigger adult hair topped with his calico coloring. I dont want to get older...maybe I just dont want to face the fact that I have to prepare for retirement, and that one day those nice comfortable tan colored tennis shoes that will never wear down are going to be important to me. Im thinking if I become a daredevil and jump things in a homemade rocket motorcycle, then maybe I wouldnt have to worry about this sort of thing.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Lunchtime at Costco

Im 35 years old. Ive been divorced for 6 years and have been thru two unsuccessful relationships since then. I have 15 neices and nephews and am an Eagle Scout.