Monday, July 31, 2006

Workout Mix...

Here is the one from Sheila's site

Here's my mix..lots o' heavy, lot's of 80's. I probably change it up every couple of weeks but these are a few songs that constantly keep popping up on my MP3 shuffle play.

Lunatic Fringe - Red Ryder (TWO WORDS: Vision Quest!!)

Fuel - Metallica (Just so metal, it makes my head hurt)

Kiss of Death - Dokken (Great guitar...sweat pouring after just 8 minutes)

Got me Wrong - Alice in Chains (Usually running downhill at this point...)

Needle Lies - Queensryche (Back uphill and needing energy. This song has just the drum beat for it!)

Master of Puppets - Metallica (stairMASTER! MASTER! Give me more pain...almost done)

Detroit Rock City - KISS (It's the anthem that finishes off a great run)

Gorillaz - The Windmill (Still rocking the beat but definitely cooling down)

This Side - Nickel Creek (something about mandolin, guitar, and violin just make my heart rate come down)

Satellite - DMB (something to ponder when I am making sure my heart hasn't stopped and I am taking my final heart rate)

Poetry paradise...

It has been a while since I have really posted anything. I figured, what is the best way to get back into the swing of more poetry. HAHAHAHAHA!!! I love torturing those who are kind enough to read my blog. Well, here we go with more idealistic 20 something know-it-allism. So, please enjoy and laugh at...


No chance for alteration.
Using numbers instead of names.
Just a face in the crowd,
fighting the complex of the norm.

A whimsical mind,
brings to being a path,
paved with bystanders,
but there's no look in an onlooker.

You call me a rainbow-chaser,
looking for my pot of gold.
You call me a dreamer,
living in a world unconceivable.

I'm just a commonfolk,
with a different ideal.
A "modern day" imaginer,
due to a variance in visions.

Things you may not have know about me...

Normally i don't respond to these types of emails...but it came from a good friend so here's the story:

A) Four jobs I have had in my life:
1. High School Science Teacher
2. Medical Technologist
3. Actor
4. Manufacturing Chemist

B) Four movies I could watch over and over:
1. The Breakfast Club
2. Star Wars
3. Pillow talk
4. Days of Wine and Roses
5. Batman
6. Napoleon Dynamite

C) Four places you have lived:
1. San Diego, California
2. New London, Connecticut
3. Great Lakes, Illinois
4. Portsmouth, Virginia

D) Four TV shows you love to watch:
1. Inside the Actor's Studio
2. Twin Peaks
3. Chappelle's Show
4. South Park
5. Saturday Night Live (older)
6. The old Alfred Hitchcock show

E) Four places you have been on vacation:
1. Disney (honeymoon)
2. The Berkshires in Massachusetts
3. Cruising the Caribbean
4. As a kid, anywhere my imagination would take me!

F) Four web sites you visit daily (or semi weekly)
1. "The Sheila Variations"
2. Google
3. Kiss online (band site)
4. "My blog"(shameless self-promotion)

G) Four of my favorite foods:
1. Filet mignon
2. Sushi
3. Well made pizza...made by Greeks or Italians (NOT DOMINOS)
4. Desert

H) Four places I would rather be right now:
1. With my wife and son
2. On a stage performing in NYC
3. On the golf course
4. Teaching

There you go! Feel free to copy and comment.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

50 Randoms

A meme stolen from Sheila!

What curse word do you use the most?
Fuck. And in the great words of Cartman, “Fuck, Fuckity, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck”

Do you own an iPod?
No. I do own an mp3 player though.

Who on your MySpace "Top 8" do you talk to the most?
Don’t visit sexual predator websites…sorry.

What time is your alarm clock set for?
4:45 am…Gawd, I hate running!

What color is your room?
Deep blue walls (in process). White trim. Gorgeous view of the sunset from the dormer window…especially striking when there is snow on the pasture across the street.

Flip flops or sneakers?
Birks in the summer. Sneaks in the fall and winter and working out.

Would you rather take the picture or be in the picture?
In the picture.

What was the last movie you watched?
Napoleon Dynamite, it helped me relax from a stressful day.

Do any of your friends have children?
Most of them do and all we do is talk about them.

Has anyone ever called you lazy?
Yes. Ever since I can remember.

Do you ever take medication to help you fall asleep faster?

What CD is currently in your CD player?
Homemade mix.

Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk?
Regular for smoothies. Chocolate when I am on my cheat days.

Has anyone told you a secret this week?

Have you ever given someone a hickey?
Isn’t that a prerequisite when you are officially dating someone in 8th through 10th grade.

Who was the last person to call you?
Allstate Homeowner’s Insurance (see post below).

Do you think people talk about you behind your back?
Ummm, I hope so, because if not that burning in my ear might mean I have an infection.

Did you watch cartoons as a child?
Superfriends, GI Joe, Transformers, Voltron, Spiderman and his Amazing Friends, Scooby, Speed Buggy, Hong Kong Phooey.

How many siblings do you have?

Are you shy around the opposite sex?
Not really.

What movie do you know every line to?
Ace Ventura Pet Detective
The Breakfast Club

Do you own any band t-shirts?
Yes…I was a child of the 80’s!

What is your favorite salad dressing?
Ken’s Lite Cracked Peppercorn

Do you read for fun?

Do you cry a lot?
No…but I think I should more, it’s a great release of stress.

Who was the last person to text message you?

Do you have a desktop computer or a laptop?
Desktop…had both (see post below)

Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos?
Happy with the one I have but would consider another if the time and situation were right.

What is the weather like?
Hot and Humid.

Would you ever date someone covered in tattoos?
Sure in my younger, single days.

Is sex before marriage wrong?
I think it depends on the individual and the relationship.

When was the last time you slept on the floor?
On purpose…boot camp 1989.

How many hours of sleep do you need to function?
Five to six.

Are you in love or lust?
Both with a woman that I can never imagine being without.

Are your days full and fast-paced?

Do you pay attention to calories on the back of packages?
Yes…some say obsessively

How old will you be turning on your next birthday?
It just passed…but it was a milestone.

Are you picky about spelling and grammar?
Yes, I think? Especially when people make up IRREGARDLESS!!!

Have you ever been to Six Flags?
A few times.

Do you get along better with the same or opposite sex?
I would say in general more with women. Except on the golf course!

Do you like cottage cheese?
I have been forced to.

Do you sleep on your side, tummy, or back?
Tummy (for the one arm throw over) and side (for spooning).

Have you ever bid for something on eBay?

Do you enjoy giving hugs?
Yes, especially to people that mean a great deal to me.

What song did you last sing out loud?
"Detroit Rock City", by KISS

What is your favorite TV show?
This is a tough one. I loved so many older shows like Twin Peaks, The Wonder Years, Mad about you, and Seinfeld. I totally despise “reality tv” so I really don’t have a favorite at the moment…if I had to pick I’d say CSI (the original).

Which celebrity, dead or alive, would you want to have lunch with?
A round table consisting of J.C., Aristotle, Marilyn Monroe, and Harrison Ford. Odd mix…but the questions I have for all of them would make for a great power lunch.

Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?
Last performance of Picnic, which was about a month ago.

What one thing do you wish you had?
That’s between me, myself, and I

Favorite lyrics?

Unstable condition
A symptom of life
In mental and environmental change
Atmospheric disturbance
The feverish flux
Of human interface and interchange

The impulse is pure
Sometimes our circuits get shorted
By external interference
Signals get crossed
And the balance distorted
By internal incoherence

A tired mind become a shape-shifter
Everybody need a mood lifter
Everybody need reverse polarity
Everybody got mixed feelings
About the function and the form
Everybody got to deviate from the norm

An ounce of perception
A pound of obscure
Process information at half speed
Pause, rewind, replay
Warm memory chip
Random sample, hold the one you need

Leave out the fiction
The fact is, this friction
Will only be worn by persistence
Leave out conditions
Courageous convictions
Will drag the dream into existence

A tired mind become a shape-shifter
Everybody need a soft filter
Everybody need reverse polarity
Everybody got mixed feelings
About the function and the form
Everybody got to elevate from the norm...

Tuesday, July 25, 2006


Well...have you ever been truly oblivious to the occurences in the world around you? I still am about some things, but today my eyes were blasted wide open.

It was a normal, routine day in my life. Got up at 5 am, ran on my treadmill for 35 minutes, showered, ate breakfast, let the cat out, and got lunch and snacks ready for the day. Got to work around 6:30, put in a typical day at the office and headed for home around 5. Arrive at home after stopping at the store and walk into my mudroom take off my sneaks, and then into the kitchen...

"Hey there Abbey. (I thought to myself) Man,I could have swore I let the kitten out this morning."

Then it hit me! DAMMIT!!!! My slider door and screen were wide open. How could I have been so stupid as to leave a door wide open before I left this morning? WOW, what an idiot! Then the eerieness of the silence cut right through me. Something just did not feel right and I struggled to contain my nerves. I did a quick survey of the rooms...checkbooks were fine, no DVDs, TVs, or CDs missing. Jewelry was all where it should be, passports are still locked up, desktop computer was intact. Then my worst fears came true...the spare bedroom door was opened, which it rarely ever is, and there was something missing. Our laptop had been stolen...the one that contained every memory from our digtal cameras, email addresses, contact get the picture. DAMMIT, DAMMIT, DAMMIT!!!

All I feel is violated...some PUNK walked through my house and stole something of mine. He/she was in my FUCKING house!!! I am surprised I can type this post because I am so enraged.

What was it worth to you asshole...a couple memories, my life for a couple hundred bucks you worthless fuck! You're goddamn lucky I wasn't here, and you want to know why, 'cos I am fucking 5 handicap golfer, which means I don't miss that much with my putter inside of five feet. And that would include your fucking skull. I truly hope you find peace and happiness with my computer, and it gives you everything you need. I tell you this because you have ripped my family's heart out and stolen from us memories that we cherish.

And although I am angry, I'll end up forgiving you because that's what I am supposed to do. And I will forgive you, actually, I already have for the most part. The reason why is because physically, yes you have taken from me, but mentally, you have only made me stronger...I am now no longer oblivious to you and others like you. When I see someone like you, I'll ask if there's anything I can do for you don't have to steal. When I hear someone like you, I will stop and listen and ask if you need to talk some you don't have to feel left out. When someone feels like you, I tell them how someone like you makes other maybe, just maybe, they won't violate someone the way you have violated me and my family.

I don't really care who you are...and honestly, you don't want me to know who you are. All I want are my pictures and memories. Thankfully, I have a brain for that!

Until next time...

Thursday, July 20, 2006

it's my birthday... only post in the last ten plus days. Oh well, part of having a blog is being a tad bit self-serving. So, with that being said....


I cannot believe I am as old as I am. But I received a fantastic bouquet of balloons and hope to get to play a round of golf and have a few adult beverages. Or I could stay at work until all hours...because I have to get work done that my boss decided to keep on his desk for a week and a half and wants it done yesterday. Either way it is still my birthday!!


Wednesday, July 12, 2006

my apologies...

I will stun you all with some posts later today and tonight...I hope. Sorry it has been a busy weekend and start of the week. Tons to talk about. Yippee!

Friday, July 07, 2006

Comics of my youth....

Bloom County has to be one of my favorite comic strips of all time! Opus, Steve, Bill the Cat, monsters in the closet...images burned into my mind. I could spend hours reading about and attempting to draw these characters. Bill's numerous attempt at political office...Opus' attempts to find his long lost mother, these stories are just priceless. Berke Breathed is an amazing writer and artist..he has recently brought back these charcters now in Opus, a Sunday strip.
What seperated Bloom County from other strips was the humor. There was no straight out slam of people, it was done in a sneaky, silent way. Putting these characters in situations that were topical but not making characters based on real human beings. I mean having Opus attacked by the Sandanista Hordes is hilarious, there is really no need to decribe the inner workings of the political processes of's just the fact that it happened. The above cartoon is a perfect example...Steve was always wrapped up in his woman and always wanted to talk about it. Now who hasn't run across this guy in real life!! Then on one occassion when he couldn't get the girl he lusted after...he gorges himself on Hostess cup cakes...CLASSIC! If you don't think this is funny they made a movie about don't believe me, just watch the movie High Fidelity...same concept just records instead of cupcakes!
So anyway, I highly recommend looking this old strip up and reading what is an amazing anthology of absolutely hilarious writing and great comic strip art to boot. ACK!ACK!

Poetry Parade

Here we are once again. Back during this time in my life I remember that I used to try and write in double meanings. I believe I did it more so that people would always try to guess what it was that I was writing about. I found this poem and remember that a friend of mine and I actually turned this into a song. It met with decent reviews to whomever we played it for and made my girlfriend at the time cry, with happiness (it's not a Cure song for heaven's sake!). To this day we still have a laugh about it...but it was good to know that she felt, and supposedly still does feel, something special about the words and music. On the other hand, others that we played the song for got a completely different read on what the song was about. Ahhh, memories, and the conceit of a young writer! Alas, we all must move, here it is:

Forever Faithfully

Reaching out for something that's real,
in a world of darkness and delusion.
Searching endlessly,
only finding loneliness and confusion.
Until I did what was true,
and looked inside my heart,
and found you.

No matter the weather,
or the problems that block our path,
we have stood tall together
and I will always be there for you
Forever faithfully.

You came to me when I could no longer believe,
and turned my life around.
You gave me the strength to carry on,
and find what I thought could not be found.
To begin again and start anew,
I just opened my heart,
and accepted you.

All I have to do is call,
and you are there standing by me,
because our love conquers all.
And I will always be there for you,
Forever faithfully

Thursday, July 06, 2006

A simple request...

So there I am enjoying some conversation, and a few Guinness, with my friend KB. We are conversing about old times, jobs, families, and this really odd couple behind us. They were either listen to our conversation intently or they had run out of things to say to each after numerous years of being together. Who knows...just weird.

I mentioned to her that I had started a blog..and then came the request. So, here it is:

My friend KB is heading to the big city, that's right, NYC!!! She'll be working for the CDC at JFK airport. So if you decide to have SARS, Avian Flu, pertussis, IBS (Irritable Bowel Syndrome), Chlamydia, or any other gaggle of three letter diseases you will not get by her...don't even try!

There now I have told all 10 people that read this blog about her next exciting endeavor. Am I jealous...a little, I always wanted to live in the city..especially the home of the Yanks. But don't worry, I will visit and show her about the theater (no, KB, not where they show movies!) and what real culture is all about.

HAVE FUN KB. I know you'll do great things down there.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Men and their sick fascinations...

I was lucky enough to get an early release from work the other day, which is rare, and couldn't wait to get home. No, not for what most of you may be thinking...not to go play golf (though that would have been fine), go fishing, watch the ball game, or anything relaxing. I couldn't wait to get home to mow my lawn!! I have not had the desire, EVER, to mow any lawn. I repeatedly was badgered as a child to mow the damn lawn, as my father would say. It was a passionate hateful relationship between Craftsman and myself. Fortunately, at least, I used to get paid for this chore. However, now, it is just plain expected. For some strange reason all that was about to change...

There I was just gazing out the windshield of my car...Sun shining, little muggy, and the slightest of breezes and all I could think about was the smell of gasoline on grass. This smell is what most refer to as the smell of freshly cut grass. Pulling into the driveway, I hit the garage door opener and parked the car in the little turn around. And as I gazed into the garage there she was....imagine bright lighting and choir of angels brand new riding lawn mower. Oh and she is a beauty too!!! A body as green as the fields of Ireland, a great set of headlights (bad pun), tons of horsepower, brand new blades, fresh set of wheels, and a nice cushy draw back, no cup holder, but that's ok! Oh Crafstman, how you can tease a man and appeal to his most primitive senses; which is located probably somewhere in the lower third of the backside portion of the right hemisphere of the brain, or right next to the part that makes me enjoy Guinness and Kristi McNichol so much.

(Side note: Why to we (men) refer to items we like as "she"? My opinion, I don't know, maybe it's because of the inherent beauty or that particular item. Kind of like the same way we marvel at a beautiful woman, thus, the "she". Maybe it's because most of the items we call she, we are driving in some fashion. And, unless you are homosexual (not that there's anything wrong with that), we mostly like to "drive" women. Oh God, that was horrible...did I just write that. WOW!)

For the next forty-five minutes I gleefully sat atop this grass destroying beauty, spreading clippings far across the fruited plain. Listening to my MP3 player, 80's hair metal of course, and relishing in the fact that I shall never push a mower again. I shall ride upon my chariot and groom the backyard to look like the fairways of Augusta National (where the Masters tournament is played for all you non-golfers out there). Oh how forty-five minutes can pass so quickly!! Once I was done, I gave her a bath and made sure she was well taken care of and put her back into the garage. She had earned it, she worked hard and deserved the restful peace of a week off. That is, until the ravages of growth and photosynthesis make my lawn become unbearable to look at once again. And she will be there, as will I, to conquer the ill effects of over grown grass that bring shame to any respectable home owner.

Wow, I need to get out more. Ok then, I am off to play some golf!