They make such a difference in our lives...peace to all...John :-)
I was a little down
I was feeling despair
I was wearing a frown
seemed like nobody cared
my daughters weren't calling
my friends did not write
seems that all had forgot me
there was no hope in sight
I was lost and alone
I felt so out a place
when a trip to my mailbox
put a smile on my face!
was a letter awaiting
from Columbia Gas
just a friendly reminder
my bill's due date had passed!
and a letter from Cap One
sent from a place afar
I'm 3 payments behind
they'll be taking my car
Universal Water
the source of my showers
demanded a payment
within twenty four hours
Now I'm feeling much better
I was so wrong, you see
there are lotsa fine people
who care much about me!
yes what they say is true
feeling lonely and ill?
think that nobody cares?
try not paying your bills!
Monday, September 27, 2010
Death Becomes Him
"Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start
And they may not want it to end
But it will, it's just a question of when"...Lyrics from "A Matter of Trust" by Billy Joel...
I'd heard stories similar to her's on at least 2 other occasions. They had met on a website. They chatted daily by text, exchanged emails, and had eventually spoken by phone. Over a period of time, the bond grew stronger. The "L" word was spoken and they'd agreed to meet. Then it happened...his "brother" contacted her while on her cyberlover's account. Her friend was deathly ill and was not going to make it. The brother wished her well and abruptly logged off.
She was hurt but suspicious. She had run a successful business for 15 years, she was nobody's fool. She had his phone number, his real name, and the city where he resided. His obituary never appeared, so she wrote to him, confronting him via email. He admitted that he was alive and well, although he never gave reason for his behavior.
We come to the internet thinking that because we are truthful, others are as well. Sadly truth is often the first casualty in online relationships. It is so easy to twist the truth while hiding behind a computer. Some lies are innocent, others are done with malicious intent. The number one negative regarding virtual relationships is that in most cases, we have nobody to vouch for our friend. In cyberspace, trust is earned, not given. Peace to all....John :-)
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start
And they may not want it to end
But it will, it's just a question of when"...Lyrics from "A Matter of Trust" by Billy Joel...
I'd heard stories similar to her's on at least 2 other occasions. They had met on a website. They chatted daily by text, exchanged emails, and had eventually spoken by phone. Over a period of time, the bond grew stronger. The "L" word was spoken and they'd agreed to meet. Then it happened...his "brother" contacted her while on her cyberlover's account. Her friend was deathly ill and was not going to make it. The brother wished her well and abruptly logged off.
She was hurt but suspicious. She had run a successful business for 15 years, she was nobody's fool. She had his phone number, his real name, and the city where he resided. His obituary never appeared, so she wrote to him, confronting him via email. He admitted that he was alive and well, although he never gave reason for his behavior.
We come to the internet thinking that because we are truthful, others are as well. Sadly truth is often the first casualty in online relationships. It is so easy to twist the truth while hiding behind a computer. Some lies are innocent, others are done with malicious intent. The number one negative regarding virtual relationships is that in most cases, we have nobody to vouch for our friend. In cyberspace, trust is earned, not given. Peace to all....John :-)
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Peanut Butter Sandwich
" there's a food goin' around that's a sticky, sticky goo..peanut, peanut butter....well it tastes real good but it's so hard to chew." Lyrics from Peanut Butter by The Marathons...1961
I blog a lot and I'll freely admit that I do a poor job of marketing my blog. I've researched successful blogs, most operate with a theme such as " new moms " or " recipes." I'm not new and lack the proper equipment to be a mom, so I've decided to go the recipe route. What follows is my first attempt, targeting other single males who may lack culinary skills and have a distaste for cleaning pots, pans, and baking dishes. Today you'll need the following:
2 slices of bread
a jar of peanut butter
a knife
paper plate
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place 2 slices of bread on paper plate
open jar of peanut butter by twisting lid counter clockwise ( for those of you South of the Mason-Dixon line, twist lid to the left )
apply peanut butter generously to one slice of bread ( I've found a good rule of thumb to be if right-handed, apply to the slice on the right, if left-handed, saturate the left slice...and if you're ambidextrous, use both slices, you lucky son-of-a-gun).
place one slice directly on top of the other
Time of preparation....2 minutes
once one has mastered this, one can add jelly ( one needs a jar of jelly AND another knife, especially when entertaining )for a change of pace, thus doubling the number of dining choices...the best thing about it is that everything is disposable, much like online friends ; P Peace to all.....John :-)
I blog a lot and I'll freely admit that I do a poor job of marketing my blog. I've researched successful blogs, most operate with a theme such as " new moms " or " recipes." I'm not new and lack the proper equipment to be a mom, so I've decided to go the recipe route. What follows is my first attempt, targeting other single males who may lack culinary skills and have a distaste for cleaning pots, pans, and baking dishes. Today you'll need the following:
2 slices of bread
a jar of peanut butter
a knife
paper plate
_________________________________________________________________________
place 2 slices of bread on paper plate
open jar of peanut butter by twisting lid counter clockwise ( for those of you South of the Mason-Dixon line, twist lid to the left )
apply peanut butter generously to one slice of bread ( I've found a good rule of thumb to be if right-handed, apply to the slice on the right, if left-handed, saturate the left slice...and if you're ambidextrous, use both slices, you lucky son-of-a-gun).
place one slice directly on top of the other
Time of preparation....2 minutes
once one has mastered this, one can add jelly ( one needs a jar of jelly AND another knife, especially when entertaining )for a change of pace, thus doubling the number of dining choices...the best thing about it is that everything is disposable, much like online friends ; P Peace to all.....John :-)
Monday, September 20, 2010
6 Year Old Girls, Tight Skirts, and Booty Shaking
“Our backs ache, our skirts are too tight, we shake our booties from left to right…”
I coached 3 different girls' sports as my daughters were growing up, perhaps the most gratifying feedback that I ever received came from the mother of a young lady. " John, the girls had fun playing for you and more importantly, you never damaged anyone's self esteem." This brings me to today's commentary....
Did you see the story of the 6 year old girl who was kicked off a cheerleading squad in Madison Heights, Michigan? Her mother raised concerns over a cheer that the squad was doing which included the line at the top of the blog. Now I'm a live and let live kind of guy, a social liberal who often finds himself in agreement with Michael Moore ( we bespectacled, fat guys have got to stick together). But any coach or adult that supports young girls performing this cheer ( and the majority of the organization did )is, in my humble opinion, a FREAKING MORON!
At age 40 I found myself suddenly single and thrust into the dating game. Many is the night that I sat acrossed the dinner table from a lady who bemoaned the fact that most men wanted her for " one thing." I can't help but feel that some of the 30ish mothers who saw nothing wrong with the sexually suggestive cheer will be single in the future, verbalizing the very same thing about men.
There are so many cheers kids could do that would be more age appropriate. There is already far too much objectification of women in our society. It certainly does not need to start at age 6. Peace to all...John :-)
I coached 3 different girls' sports as my daughters were growing up, perhaps the most gratifying feedback that I ever received came from the mother of a young lady. " John, the girls had fun playing for you and more importantly, you never damaged anyone's self esteem." This brings me to today's commentary....
Did you see the story of the 6 year old girl who was kicked off a cheerleading squad in Madison Heights, Michigan? Her mother raised concerns over a cheer that the squad was doing which included the line at the top of the blog. Now I'm a live and let live kind of guy, a social liberal who often finds himself in agreement with Michael Moore ( we bespectacled, fat guys have got to stick together). But any coach or adult that supports young girls performing this cheer ( and the majority of the organization did )is, in my humble opinion, a FREAKING MORON!
At age 40 I found myself suddenly single and thrust into the dating game. Many is the night that I sat acrossed the dinner table from a lady who bemoaned the fact that most men wanted her for " one thing." I can't help but feel that some of the 30ish mothers who saw nothing wrong with the sexually suggestive cheer will be single in the future, verbalizing the very same thing about men.
There are so many cheers kids could do that would be more age appropriate. There is already far too much objectification of women in our society. It certainly does not need to start at age 6. Peace to all...John :-)
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