Arachnophobia

I am not really afraid of spiders as a matter of fact I know they are good for the ecosystem so I used to just let them be. What drove me nuts were the spider webs - they make a mess in the house and everyday I walk on the deck I end up walking one - ick, always gives me the heebs. Plus once I came a across a truly hideous spider in my bed which made it an unsleepable location for 4 nights!

This past Christmas while getting presents online for the kids I got for myself this cool bug vacuum for that is made for kids so they can collect them and study them. Knowing I can not live with spiders anymore and not liking to kill them - the crunch grosses me out, I was excited! Especially since it looks like some Buck Rogers kinda weapon - yay Carson of the 21rst century.

I was cleaning the bathroom this weekend and ugh a really ugly back one dropped down from the ceiling. I quickly ran for my protection and sucked it right up. Cleaning is such a hit or miss thing with me that when the feeling comes over me, I have to go with it. Well it was 10:30 at night so I did not want to set it free on the deck and have it jump on me in the dark. Instead of I left it in the little capsule on the bathroom sink til the morning. I tried to identify it but really even in the capsule did not like touching it or being that close to it. Of course when I go up in the morning and walked by it to go to the bathroom it scared me yet again - ugh.

Shortly there after I set it free out on the deck but have decided that the gun is now going to be kept in the nightstand next to my bed. I don't care what they are up to when I am not here but I want to be prepared in case they decide they wish to snuggle with me at night - ugh.

She is So Lovely

When I visited MA recently, my friend Lily was there on business. She extended her stay and her husband came to join her so they could see the sights in Boston. We used to carpool together and she is just lovely, really I am blessed to know people of her calibre and kind. We spent a sunny but brisk day in Boston - had lunch at Daisy Buchanan's and dessert at Finale and along the way a lot of laughs and a wonderful time. I had never met her husband before and so it was a treat to meet him in an area where I don't talk funny. I took this picture on the common just before we departed. This picture makes me chuckle over and over. Really Lily is just majestic.

Battle of the Bad Shirts

Here is me and my mom. She is very good to me and was so happy with my unexpected visit. Everyone says I am most like her in my family but I cannot believe that as she is nuts and we all not I am not at all - HA! I did obviously get her same great taste in loud shirts though.

And here I am with Jordan. She is a doll - so sweet and lovely, just a treasure. She is so loving with everyone and truly a happy kid. I love most of all though that she is already working the loud shirt gene at such a young age.

Color Test

It was so great to see Donna and Eileen during my visit - truly just lovely women. Donna actually too me to my first yoga class. I had not idea what to expect and truthfully I did not think much of it in advance, I just went with it. It turned out awesome. I liked it a lot, although what a work out. Of course meeting up with Eileen later was just icing on the cake - she is so creative, interesting and an absolute joy. What makes me laugh about this picture is that here I am the whitest person that I know but back east I am the tannest person I know :)

No Words

Lots of thoughts though, but those will fade. It's all good :)

Happy St Patrick's Day

Wishing you lots of love, laughter, but most of all luck!

Fitting

I came across this today which is perfect for my blog anniversary. I do my best to remain in the real world and look forward to visiting soon with many of you that are far in distance. But I did enjoy the chuckle this brought along to me.

2 Years Later and I Still Gab On

Ok so perhaps I am not Shakespeare, Dickens,

or even Graham Greene,
I prattle on simply about the highs and lows

in the life and mind of me.
A bit self indulgent I know so I'm glad

you enjoy my online diary.
Thank you so much for reading as I celebrate

my second year anniversary!

PS Not only am I not Dickens –

I am clearly not Dickinson either :)

Laughs Around Town

Today as I did my errands there were laughs everywhere.

Such a silly world.

I got an oil change and my soul saved - omg, Jesus rocks!

Is there really a large market for this?

Am I missing out on an opportunity here?

Well I dunno where #1 and #2 are but I must say #3 lives up to
the sub par hype of being nice.

Today's Chuckle

Last night my friend Kym referred to me as G Scott Blogger - I can't stop chuckling over that today. It is a combination of her wit and timing that are just perfect. Thank you so much Kymberly!

Right Around the Corner

I will be in MA soon and I am so thrilled. My siblings know I will be visiting but my parents do not know. My father will be happy but I really want to surprise my mother. I know how much she misses me and although they are going to come visit in May to just show up unexpectedly will just make her so happy. Coast to coast is a far physical distance but I do a great job remaining “present” in my family’s life because I want to and it is important to me. I think this surprise visit will help cement my happiness to be part of my family. Plus I cannot wait to see all the kids. I am so excited!

Send In the Clowns

I am going to see John Leguizamo tonight over in La Jolla and am so excited! I have seen him before and it was great. I love John’s insight and point of view but I especially love his wit. I look forward to a lot of laughs tonight! I have been so crabby with myself lately but I’ve moved past that. Is my world perfect? Am I perfect? NO not at all. But I choose happiness. I am not forgetting the things I want to work on and areas to improve myself but I certainly don’t have to be miserable to myself the whole time I am doing it. I have only one life and I want to smile.

For Laughs

All of last weekend it was rainy and overcast so I stayed in all weekend long. I was sorting through my endless supply of boxes and stuff but really although I make it sound like I am a hoarder, I am truly not that bad. Of course cleaning though is a constant area of improvement. But I did come across this picture and oh man did I laugh. How could you do anything but laugh. This picture is from Halloween 1983 and I was dressed up to go to a party at Bldg 19 with my sister. She worked there at the time but I did not. I have no idea why I went in drag or even better, why I thought it would be a good idea. But I post this picture to gather laughs. Life is not that hard, life is not that complex and it is good to laugh at yourself or have others laugh at you, every so often. I have humility and I have a sense of humor. How groovy is this dress! Check out those ham hock hairy legs. The accents of jewelry and a scarf topped off with braces on my teeth is precious. Oh this is a howl because it is just disturbing, flat out disturbing and I cannot stop laughing.

What Do You See?

I went to see Shutter Island recently. It is not a horror movie per se as they made it seem, although it is terrifying. The only horror is that other people in world cannot accept the reality created by the main character for himself. When it comes to reality there truly is no such thing. Humans know we all have the same exact reality since it begins and ends precisely the same as any other animal. Although humans have hubris and so are compelled to feel there is a greater existence to their being. I certainly think humans are capable of things above the standard animal world such as compassion, kindness and understanding. These things certainly feel superior during the human condition but again the real story is just the same, thus people create their own reality.

What the main character in Shutter Island fails to do is make the rest of the world suspend its disbelief and so they deem him crazy. It is amazing since we do it all the time like when reading a book you can suspend your disbelief very easily. Or when being hustled by a con when you know it is too good to be true. Bottom line whatever an individual sees, thinks and feels is their reality. This is not a bad thing at all as a matter of fact it is a very necessary thing. It helps getting over the truth of the human experience and inspires us to temporary moments of greatness for ourselves and to give to others.

What is my reality? My reality is that I clearly accept I am not a perfect person although many times I kick myself incredibly hard for not being one. I win, I lose. I laugh, I cry. I can be kind, I can be mean. I am not evil and I am not saintly. I am simply everyone one that has ever walked the face of this earth – no more different, better, or worse. Since my reality is mine and its creation is up to me, I choose to see my reality as happiness and experience it regardless of other’s perception of my reality. I am just a man living his life that I see as an honorable one which means I have a good one. Am I really that far off the mark?

Breath Taking

In order to be alive you need to a breath. Seems so simple and basic but with that breath comes excitement, wonder, thrills, and a feeling like it will always be like that. Of course we all know the downside of inhaling is that you need to exhale. Everything inside you blows away and disperses into the world until it is so diluted you doubt you ever had it in the first place - but you did. However there is no need to get stuck on the downside as all you have to do is take another breath. With that I exhale and say thank you. You will be great in this world and I will be somewhere, smiling. Cuidate siempre.

The Smell of Heaven

Recently while out I left my jacket behind. It is kinda like a sweat coat or perhaps better described as a hoodie without a hood. My friend Jesus sent me a text to say he got it and would hold it for me. Jesus is awesome - so aptly named too since he is so fine he is divine. I just got it back after about a month. I was out tonight with Russell and was wearing my jacket for the first time and all I could smell was Jesus. I am not sure if it is cologne, or soap, or detergent, or just his smell, as everyone has one, but there was no denying it was Jesus and I was in heaven!!! He always smells soooo good. I tried to be subtle - not a strong suit of mine - and and finally after repeatedly sniffing my jacket Russell finally caved and was like what the hell are you doing. "I smell Jesus!" was my emphatic reply. But I forgot to say it with a Spanish accent and so poor Russell was even more perplexed than ever with me. He said, "Dude I don't know what that means?" I replied, "It means I am in heaven!". Of course since I am my most favorite audience of all, I then burst into a fit of laughter. I finally calmed down enough to tell him all the back story. Russell rolled his eyes, which made me laugh more. He is a good man.

Funny

This made me laugh today. It is all too familiar not to get a chuckle out of LOL.