Saturday, April 10, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
This is the worst or one of the worst things I ever wrote.
This makes absolutely NO sense:
As you lay sleeping
Your head on your pillow
Dreaming in colors
Of crimson and blue
You walk hand in hand
Alone with your lover
Your holding the one
That you never knew
Somebody needs you
Somebody wants you
Somewhere there's someone
That's dreaming of you
As you look in her eyes
You see a reflection
A glimpse of a story
The story of you
She whispers your name
As you kiss her so gently
You long to be with her
But your dreaming is through
As you awaken
Still drunk from her memory
Your hearts beating faster
Because you know it's not true
The drifters come calling
They're holding their hands out
Begging for something
They'll never return
The summer belongs
To those all around you
But you can not touch it
It's no longer yours
Now it's your turn
To walk down the mountain
Into the mouth
Of the sinners below
You reach all around
As you call out to your savior
Searching for poison
To help you get through
You kneel at the cross
Deep in the valley
To find only silence
And no way to choose
Delivered from nothing
And salvaged from nowhere
The river consumes you
And winter is through
_______________________________________________________
Why did He make me this way?
Why am I afraid of life?
Why can't I live?
Why must I dream?
I do not want hope anymore.
I only wish to sleep for it is there where I am most alive.
As you lay sleeping
Your head on your pillow
Dreaming in colors
Of crimson and blue
You walk hand in hand
Alone with your lover
Your holding the one
That you never knew
Somebody needs you
Somebody wants you
Somewhere there's someone
That's dreaming of you
As you look in her eyes
You see a reflection
A glimpse of a story
The story of you
She whispers your name
As you kiss her so gently
You long to be with her
But your dreaming is through
As you awaken
Still drunk from her memory
Your hearts beating faster
Because you know it's not true
The drifters come calling
They're holding their hands out
Begging for something
They'll never return
The summer belongs
To those all around you
But you can not touch it
It's no longer yours
Now it's your turn
To walk down the mountain
Into the mouth
Of the sinners below
You reach all around
As you call out to your savior
Searching for poison
To help you get through
You kneel at the cross
Deep in the valley
To find only silence
And no way to choose
Delivered from nothing
And salvaged from nowhere
The river consumes you
And winter is through
_______________________________________________________
Why did He make me this way?
Why am I afraid of life?
Why can't I live?
Why must I dream?
I do not want hope anymore.
I only wish to sleep for it is there where I am most alive.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
My scooter, my scratchpad!
First: I want to say is that Thursday I had the biggest scare of my life. Seriously.
Russ and I were at lunch at in an instant I felt an unusual amount of pressure on the center of my chest, kinda like someone put a 500 pound weight on me. At that very same time my left shoulder started tingling and aching. I became dizzy and was gasping for air. My first though: heart attack?. I was scared and told Russ that I didn't know if I should go to the hospital or not. By that time my neck and left shoulder started hurting as well. I drove back to the shop and called my family doctor to tell him what was going on. He asked me a few questions and told me to come to his office, now. I told him I was afraid and he told me that he would get me in right away. I drove there immediately in fear of my life; for my life. I walked in, signed in and sat down. Since the first sign of my symptoms until the time I got to the doctor's office about 30-45 minutes had passed. At the very moment I pulled in the doctor's parking lot all the pain had subsided. I decided to stay just to make sure I didn't just have a small heart attack. After almost two hours in the waiting room and still not being able to see the doctor I decided to leave.
Did I do the right thing? What should I do?
Next: Friday I went with Russ to Scooter Superstore in Norcross to quote a price on recovering a scooter seat. Now those of you that follow me on twitter or facebook already know that I've been considering buying one for several weeks. I initially looked at a 150cc Honda and almost bought it on the spot, but I promised myself to never make ( any more ) " seat of the pants " decisions. I instead went home and did some research. Three weeks worth of research as a matter of fact. In between that time Russ had mentioned going to the Scooter Superstore to quote the seat and suggested I wait to purchase a scooter until I talked to a former customer of ours whom happens to be the manager of the store. I went home and googled the store and fell in love. I saw the most beautiful scooter ever! It's an Aprilia Sportcity 250 cube. I did a lot of snooping around in forums, YouTube, manufacturer's websites, etc. and decided that this may very well be the one for me. To make an already long story short I ordered my Scooter Friday and it's supposed to be here Tuesday. For a total price including financing; the bike will have cost me $5,700 by the time it's paid off in three years. In my opinion that's not bad to have a cool scooter that will easily achieve 80+ miles an hour and get an average of 70mpg. I'm VERY excited!
Finally: Today has been a very magical day for me. To me this very day is a day of celebration that only comes once a year. For me today marked the beginning of summer. So why has summer officially started for me? Today was the first day this year that I did what is to become my weekly ritual, yard work. There is always so much to be done in the warmer months. Any of you that own a home know this is no exaggeration. But the first several weeks are the hardest, but most rewarding.
I started the day by getting gas for all the various machines and then went to work. Fortunately for me I had no trouble starting any of the machines that lay dormant all winter because I use sta-bil, which is one of the best things God has ever created. I edged, mowed, trimmed, spread weed killer, blew off the sidewalks and driveway and raked up a few leaves and limbs. I even managed to get a little sunburn. What a great day. Sure the work is hard, but the results are far worth the effort.
In the coming weeks I'll have to continue my usual weekly labor of love with some added bonuses. I'll have to pressure wash the concrete, plant some flowers, shape some bushes, do a little touch up painting, balance out and clean up the pool and rke up the rest of the leaves before I can get back to autopilot. I'm not looking forward to a lot of these chores, but it sure will be nice when my yard is once again the shining star of the neighborhood and my backyard is my own private paradise.
Again, this is just another one of my personal blogs to myself.
Enjoy your summer. I know I will!
Russ and I were at lunch at in an instant I felt an unusual amount of pressure on the center of my chest, kinda like someone put a 500 pound weight on me. At that very same time my left shoulder started tingling and aching. I became dizzy and was gasping for air. My first though: heart attack?. I was scared and told Russ that I didn't know if I should go to the hospital or not. By that time my neck and left shoulder started hurting as well. I drove back to the shop and called my family doctor to tell him what was going on. He asked me a few questions and told me to come to his office, now. I told him I was afraid and he told me that he would get me in right away. I drove there immediately in fear of my life; for my life. I walked in, signed in and sat down. Since the first sign of my symptoms until the time I got to the doctor's office about 30-45 minutes had passed. At the very moment I pulled in the doctor's parking lot all the pain had subsided. I decided to stay just to make sure I didn't just have a small heart attack. After almost two hours in the waiting room and still not being able to see the doctor I decided to leave.
Did I do the right thing? What should I do?
Next: Friday I went with Russ to Scooter Superstore in Norcross to quote a price on recovering a scooter seat. Now those of you that follow me on twitter or facebook already know that I've been considering buying one for several weeks. I initially looked at a 150cc Honda and almost bought it on the spot, but I promised myself to never make ( any more ) " seat of the pants " decisions. I instead went home and did some research. Three weeks worth of research as a matter of fact. In between that time Russ had mentioned going to the Scooter Superstore to quote the seat and suggested I wait to purchase a scooter until I talked to a former customer of ours whom happens to be the manager of the store. I went home and googled the store and fell in love. I saw the most beautiful scooter ever! It's an Aprilia Sportcity 250 cube. I did a lot of snooping around in forums, YouTube, manufacturer's websites, etc. and decided that this may very well be the one for me. To make an already long story short I ordered my Scooter Friday and it's supposed to be here Tuesday. For a total price including financing; the bike will have cost me $5,700 by the time it's paid off in three years. In my opinion that's not bad to have a cool scooter that will easily achieve 80+ miles an hour and get an average of 70mpg. I'm VERY excited!
Finally: Today has been a very magical day for me. To me this very day is a day of celebration that only comes once a year. For me today marked the beginning of summer. So why has summer officially started for me? Today was the first day this year that I did what is to become my weekly ritual, yard work. There is always so much to be done in the warmer months. Any of you that own a home know this is no exaggeration. But the first several weeks are the hardest, but most rewarding.
I started the day by getting gas for all the various machines and then went to work. Fortunately for me I had no trouble starting any of the machines that lay dormant all winter because I use sta-bil, which is one of the best things God has ever created. I edged, mowed, trimmed, spread weed killer, blew off the sidewalks and driveway and raked up a few leaves and limbs. I even managed to get a little sunburn. What a great day. Sure the work is hard, but the results are far worth the effort.
In the coming weeks I'll have to continue my usual weekly labor of love with some added bonuses. I'll have to pressure wash the concrete, plant some flowers, shape some bushes, do a little touch up painting, balance out and clean up the pool and rke up the rest of the leaves before I can get back to autopilot. I'm not looking forward to a lot of these chores, but it sure will be nice when my yard is once again the shining star of the neighborhood and my backyard is my own private paradise.
Again, this is just another one of my personal blogs to myself.
Enjoy your summer. I know I will!
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