Torment
Jan 2009
Approaching the dreary place.
The sweat freezes on your face.
Do you turn around or are you ready to plead your case.
Burning the candle at all three ends.
You get burned in the middle.
You are alone, you dread your life.
Is it worth all of the stress and strife?
You have someone in who you can turn.
But do you realize that before you crash.
Before you churn.
Before you burn.
Your guts and insides spew out like a mud slide coming down a mountain.
“Don't you just want to give up?”
“Come on.”
The voice at the top of the stairs says. “Come on, Give it up.”
You need to decide.
Open the door.
Walk up the dark stairs.
Face the demon.
Face yourself.
You don't have to be alone.
You don't even have to cry.
But you do have to scream and yell and let it go.
Give it up.
Give what up?
You open the door.
It doesn't make a sound.
The sweat on you face disappears.
You gain something.
You take three steps up the stairs.
It goes black.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Wednesday Quote ...times 2
"Evil triumphs when good men do nothing." - Edmund Burke (British Statesman)
"True heroism is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost." - Arthur Ashe
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The Wednesday quote MAY be an ongoing thing. It isn't meant to fill space, but to provoke thought. If I see a quote that makes me think, I will pass it on to you.
"True heroism is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost." - Arthur Ashe
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The Wednesday quote MAY be an ongoing thing. It isn't meant to fill space, but to provoke thought. If I see a quote that makes me think, I will pass it on to you.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
A moment of Silence.....for Rain
My Cousin Amy responded to the previous blog about "cutting back".
Rain (in New York City), one our favorite places to eat, is no more. My wife and I ate there with Amy and Gil in August 2005 (that is the night we first met Gil). We have longed for it and thought about it several times since.
Well, we will always have that night.
A moment of silence please...
Rain (in New York City), one our favorite places to eat, is no more. My wife and I ate there with Amy and Gil in August 2005 (that is the night we first met Gil). We have longed for it and thought about it several times since.
Well, we will always have that night.
A moment of silence please...
Cutting Back...."The New (but really old) lingo for the DIET
I always say (probably not my own words - I may have heard this somewhere) that the best day to start a diet is tomorrow.
I actually cut back prior to the Eating barrage of Thanksgiving and Christmas. I must say I did pretty good. Then my wife and I went on a cruise to Mexico and I "killed it." But we walked a lot. We took the stairs as opposed to the elevator (at least 95% of the time). I came home feeling good. But since then, my WADEOBICS plan has been left to wonder. My not eating from the overpriced snack machine at the office took a terrible turn yesterday.
So it is time to once again CUT BACK.
It makes me think. What would be my last meal if I ever truly went on the "D" word.......
The possibilities are endless (and I will probably miss some good meals on the list below).
Should I...
Fly to New York and go to the restaurant Rain?
Should I drive to Hahnville and pig out on Daddy's Fried Chicken buffet?
Should I go back to Mexico and eat fajitas until I puke at Three Amigos?
Should I go to Broussards and eat the Louisiana Bouillabaisse (TWICE) (plus my normal appetizers)?
Should I go to Moe's Pizza on the west bank?
Should I go to Vizards on Magazine Street and eat appetizers that are truly large enough for your entree?
Should I go to Deanies (not the Seafood one) in the CBD and have a two meal - last meal (Awesome breakfast and lunch - home cookin')?
Should I go to Houston's (on St. Charles) and eat 5 servings of the grilled artichokes (then eat my meal)?
Should I go to Taco Bell and eat 4 Big Box meals and drink Baja Mountain Dew?
Should I fly to Jamaica and eat jerk chicken and rice (that sounds nice).
Should I go back on a cruise and eat all day (the top it off with a cream cheese-salmon-bagel at midnight)?
Should I walk the streets of New York and get a canoli from every street vendor I pass?
Should I go to one of the many (preferably the one on 58th St. in NYC) CHURRASCARIA restaurants around the US?
Or should I just eat pancakes?
Pancake?
Who wants a pancake,
Sweet and piping hot?
Good little Grace looks up and says,
"I'll take the one on top."
Who else wants a pancake,
fresh off the griddle?
Terrible Theresa smiles and says,
"I'll take the one in the middle." ......Shel Silverstein
Well, the list could go on and on, but I need to go to the dentist.
I actually cut back prior to the Eating barrage of Thanksgiving and Christmas. I must say I did pretty good. Then my wife and I went on a cruise to Mexico and I "killed it." But we walked a lot. We took the stairs as opposed to the elevator (at least 95% of the time). I came home feeling good. But since then, my WADEOBICS plan has been left to wonder. My not eating from the overpriced snack machine at the office took a terrible turn yesterday.
So it is time to once again CUT BACK.
It makes me think. What would be my last meal if I ever truly went on the "D" word.......
The possibilities are endless (and I will probably miss some good meals on the list below).
Should I...
Fly to New York and go to the restaurant Rain?
Should I drive to Hahnville and pig out on Daddy's Fried Chicken buffet?
Should I go back to Mexico and eat fajitas until I puke at Three Amigos?
Should I go to Broussards and eat the Louisiana Bouillabaisse (TWICE) (plus my normal appetizers)?
Should I go to Moe's Pizza on the west bank?
Should I go to Vizards on Magazine Street and eat appetizers that are truly large enough for your entree?
Should I go to Deanies (not the Seafood one) in the CBD and have a two meal - last meal (Awesome breakfast and lunch - home cookin')?
Should I go to Houston's (on St. Charles) and eat 5 servings of the grilled artichokes (then eat my meal)?
Should I go to Taco Bell and eat 4 Big Box meals and drink Baja Mountain Dew?
Should I fly to Jamaica and eat jerk chicken and rice (that sounds nice).
Should I go back on a cruise and eat all day (the top it off with a cream cheese-salmon-bagel at midnight)?
Should I walk the streets of New York and get a canoli from every street vendor I pass?
Should I go to one of the many (preferably the one on 58th St. in NYC) CHURRASCARIA restaurants around the US?
Or should I just eat pancakes?
Pancake?
Who wants a pancake,
Sweet and piping hot?
Good little Grace looks up and says,
"I'll take the one on top."
Who else wants a pancake,
fresh off the griddle?
Terrible Theresa smiles and says,
"I'll take the one in the middle." ......Shel Silverstein
Well, the list could go on and on, but I need to go to the dentist.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
writer's block
sometimes you get it......I got it...........
with so many things happening around the world, it should be easy to find something to write about but...
I will tell you this, despite anything, I am a blessed and fortunate man!
with so many things happening around the world, it should be easy to find something to write about but...
I will tell you this, despite anything, I am a blessed and fortunate man!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Lost Lights
We have had today (tonight) marked on our calendars for some time now.
Lost is back!
The new season of one of only a few shows we actually watch on TV finally begins tonight.
So to mark this occasion, we will shine our Christmas lights bright and tune in to ABC at 7pm.
Christmas lights?!?!?!?!?
Yes they are still up. We put them up later than normal, plus we were gone early in January so we have been enjoying the post Christmas lights when we thought about plugging them in.
They are pretty and it helps us always remember the real meaning of Christmas. That, we want to remember 365 days a year.
So tonight we will plug in the lights one last time and as the beautiful glow from the many colors shine in the dark night and the deer bob their heads up and down, we will click on the TV and tune in to hear these long awaited words "....previously on Lost."
side bar: see "This Day in History" segment .....look to the right of this blog......Vladimir Lenin died today in 1924. Read it!
Lost is back!
The new season of one of only a few shows we actually watch on TV finally begins tonight.
So to mark this occasion, we will shine our Christmas lights bright and tune in to ABC at 7pm.
Christmas lights?!?!?!?!?
Yes they are still up. We put them up later than normal, plus we were gone early in January so we have been enjoying the post Christmas lights when we thought about plugging them in.
They are pretty and it helps us always remember the real meaning of Christmas. That, we want to remember 365 days a year.
So tonight we will plug in the lights one last time and as the beautiful glow from the many colors shine in the dark night and the deer bob their heads up and down, we will click on the TV and tune in to hear these long awaited words "....previously on Lost."
side bar: see "This Day in History" segment .....look to the right of this blog......Vladimir Lenin died today in 1924. Read it!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
FLY.................from the poetry archives
FLY
In my mind’s eye I watch the fly go through the sky.
Then it buzzes out of control and it dies.
What was its life worth as it spent it’s time on earth?
Was it worth anything?
Was it worth nothing?
Was it worth its own birth?
In my minds eye I watch myself fly high into the sky.
I fly to the Heavens above the earth.
Then I watch myself die as I try to fly.
What was my life worth on this earth?
Was it worth my birth?
In my minds eye I watch the fly struggle among the trappings of all lower forms.
Surviving on anything it can touch or feel.
The grotesque idea of this fly that is real.
In my minds eye am I that fly?
When I think I can fly so high that I die.
Or when I fly so high that I never die?
Date: sometime in 2006
In my mind’s eye I watch the fly go through the sky.
Then it buzzes out of control and it dies.
What was its life worth as it spent it’s time on earth?
Was it worth anything?
Was it worth nothing?
Was it worth its own birth?
In my minds eye I watch myself fly high into the sky.
I fly to the Heavens above the earth.
Then I watch myself die as I try to fly.
What was my life worth on this earth?
Was it worth my birth?
In my minds eye I watch the fly struggle among the trappings of all lower forms.
Surviving on anything it can touch or feel.
The grotesque idea of this fly that is real.
In my minds eye am I that fly?
When I think I can fly so high that I die.
Or when I fly so high that I never die?
Date: sometime in 2006
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