whatcha ona bout girl??

whatcha ona bout girl??
A retrospective on the inner workings of love, flying pancakes, mensa disasters, dandelion cookies, number bending, super salt, bubblegum oysters, chicken spit, crystal kidneys, guerilla carrots, polychromatic tofu, paraphysics, tender vigilanties, black sand, phillastine placebos, wood soup, buttered shuttlecocks, apostrophe training, fish whips, bleeding speed, plastic fantastic lobster telephones, venus drug rehab, clowns on fire, kiosks on a leash, marshmello overcoats, bottled light, fried blood, unbridled hyperthyroidism, folding wine, amygdula tickling, fainting in coils, hamburgers for the apocalypse, plastic memes, and conjugal fritters.....well...the love parts true

Monday, June 29, 2009

diets, fish and a place at the table

its hard to find you a place at the table when you say youre on a diet. The big dog still has to eat. Does a toy get to decide if it wants to play? My batteries run low........
Untouchable fish...small pond. I like to hunt but fishing is for the birds..somehow shooting you in a barrel isnt much of a thrill. Getting close with those eyes makes me hungry but I dont leave bread crumbs for fish anymore. They dont seem to pay attention in a classroom so I dont teach them anymore.
Ill only bite if you bring it. Does it matter whether youre meal or prey? Maybe.... What matters is what you bring to the table.

silent applause, glass houses, and valentines day

Its awful to speak from your heart and not be heard, so im not given to pouring my wine out on the rocks for all to see.. but I rather applaud romantic seuls unapologetic openess about herself even with little audience or fanfare. Im more reserved....looking for connection (not to say she isnt) validation, wearing a thin mask that cant be seen but lets in all the light that touches it. She has my respect. She might very well say "so what?" Balls are nice to have. I have a feeling she would show you all she has...but you would have a troubled time getting close to her. (not going to throw stones in a glass house..I might hit my mirror.) Chances are we see some of the same things when the lights go out.
Enough heavy stuff. we lost (again) to pittsburgh. My game was good in spite of that. Nobody rocked me and ive decided to up my game in the gym. I like having targets that are hard to hit. Remind me of that come valentines day.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

sand, a showdown, and ear candy

Gonna take a break for a few days....going to the beach..see some old friends.....stay out late......so i wont be on till next monday i would think... I went to the boat last weekend which was fun but i need to feel the sand with my toes, have a corona, play some volleyball....and see paige.....

Not that people will notice my absense but I got some new ipod eara candy to sweeten the trip and put up a pic of Laidly field....I cant wait for that showdown.....I shall return....

Monday, June 22, 2009

an apology???

I got an apology the other day from an ex and I have my own thoughts about it. But its nice to hear what others think. Can I get a reaction from you on this? She messed it up, bad. (in front of my children). I get an email a year and a half later. An email. “I’m sorry it didn’t work out for us”. I get one or two other emails . Basically one or two short sentences and that’s it. whats your first reaction to that?

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

speaking up , an ex, and third time is not a charm

I have a friend whos getting married soon…… You know how no one seems to speak up and say “ uh.this could be a mistake…” ….I spoke up. Now don’t get me wrong. Theyre a great couple. I had a conversation with an ex girlfriend just in passing and she said something though that hit it right on the head. “I don’t understand how you can take two educated, smart, normal people, in love------- but you cant make their marriage work.” I just realized something funny. That quote came from a girl whose getting married AGAIN! This is her third marriage! (Boy Im glad I didn’t marry her!). Maybe my girl radar isn’t so busted after all!

Monday, June 15, 2009

warhawks, tears for fears, and bus rides

I’m always happy to be shown something of value even in the face of loss….We had a long bus ride to Pennsylvania to play the Warhawks and I was really jacked up to play……. We lost…just barely. So the bus ride back was somewhat subdued. Trey Logan played ok……but me myself and I really dug deep after the game to look at my mistakes. There’s a tears for fears line that says “turn a loss into a gain”……The team lost but I got something worthwhile even then. Kinda like letting go of a bad relationship and learning how to make the next better.

Friday, June 12, 2009

sobering thoughts, no companion and being on the move

The Charleston game was sobering. Being intoxicated might have helped. Live and learn. One more week before Pittsburgh…… I think once the season is over I’m going to move. I’ve really been giving this some heavy thought and there’s NO reason I should be companionless indefinitely. Being here has been good for solitude and I can deal with that…but I think enough’s enough. I know its not just me too. This place is on the top 10 cities to NOT find a partner…. Ok so..maybe the polls are right for a change! Hehehe

Thursday, June 11, 2009

marriage, wrenches, and a good whip

I had a great normal childhood that did NOTHING to prepare me for marriage. The fact that all men are way behind women on this issue is a great source of frustration for those brides who weren’t aware they were marrying a thorough idiot. So it’s somewhat of a surprise that after a few years women realize the hubby is forgetful, selfish, and controlling. Coming soon to a fairytale near you? The big D…….
Men never sign up for second place …let alone last…… so its really a source of frustration for us to be told “the kids come first”. That’s very much a given for women who have been playing babies and house since they were young and dreaming of all the gifts a home brings. While your doing that , know what were doing? Throwing rocks, throwing footballs, learning to be aggressive and take charge….. my instructions on marriage consisted of “son….hand me that wrench”.
Hehehehehe I can laugh about it because I’m lucky. I understand that being in control doesn’t mean control your partner. Being in charge makes a woman feel safe and secure and that doesn’t come from telling her where she can go and what she can do. That’s a sign of insecurity.
Kinda like a whip. You could really hurt someone with it but used the right way it just might do some good. We are told to take control over our emotions, our bodies, finances, work......you get the idea? The problem is that some men dont know how to use the whip the right way.....Go easy on us......you mature faster than us and I rather like the thought of young untainted love.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

mexican fishermen, harvard, and sleeping late

I love this story !!! (and not just because I went to harvard)

The Mexican fisherman
An American investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.

The Mexican replied, "only a little while."

The American then asked why didn't he stay out longer and catch more fish?

The Mexican said he had enough to support his family's immediate needs.

The American then asked, "but what do you do with the rest of your time?"

The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full and busy life."

The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."

The Mexican fisherman asked, "But, how long will this all take?"

To which the American replied, "15-20 years."

"But what then?"

The American laughed and said that's the best part. "When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."

"Millions.. Then what?"

The American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos."

Monday, June 8, 2009

the forest, the lake and the trees

Lately I’ve been overly concerned with the empty space on my chest where a girlfriend’s face would be sleeping. so its nice to be reminded that sometimes I get it wrong. I got to spend the weekend with my son at the lake and watch him play baseball. I couldn’t have asked for a better time and having a partner there would have just been a distraction. Sometimes the forest looks like a bunch of trees. It would be nice to have both things though and who is to say they can’t both live in my heart? Truthfully, the forest is made of trees and which one you see is all down to your perspective. Its nice to be able to see both.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

limousines, trains and marriage

I decided to sell the Limousine a few weeks ago but never got around to physically getting it clean and finding a place to put it out but did so last nite…hehehe I sold it in 10 minutes!! So that was good…. It served its purpose….. Got some jet skis out of the deal too!! Normally I don’t like trading things like that but it was kinda like my bad marriage…why hold onto something that doesn’t do you any good?? I see a lot of people in bad relationships…hanging on…..like I did……then wonder why they’re miserable. People change….even you….even me..fix it or be miserable. …or…………………….let it go. I don’t fancy train wrecks. But I get the feeling people feel like being conductors but not engineers…. When the train wrecks they act surprised even though they were driving. And whats worse they cant find the resources to put the train back on the tracks. So what was a bad train ride turns into a heap that goes nowhere. My friends it takes 2 to tango. Fix your train or ride the bus.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Bogart, laying tile and sports

There is a great line from favorite album of mine “when in doubt ….Bogart”. Which means take charge. I have to laugh because I have heard a woman’s response to those actions in the line “are you sure you know what youre doing?”
I get confused when I see guys sit and watch sports all the time. I’d rather play than watch. Besides, a woman wants a man that can do not watch others fix the car, lay tile, or clean the bathroom. I think women work especially hard these days…..they have a lot on their shoulders. Why would they want a slacker for a partner? It just means they have to take care of a loser in addition to managing their own affairs.
I like being in control. Not controlling.

Monday, June 1, 2009

losing, drinking games and sinatra

Well the weekend wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Got all ready for the game and ……we lost…....granted it was the national champs we were playing against but they basically handed us our ass. Once the thrill of losing was over the rest of the weekend didn’t exactly satisfy. I spent the rest of the weekend (literally) in the gym (surprise, surprise). Played a few drinking games by myself (I won those) and bemoaned the loss of an ex girlfriend. You know how all those thoughts creep up that your ex is on a yacht somewhere off the coast of Mexico having the time of her life with some guy that doesn’t deserve her but loves to drool on her body anyway. On the upside I got a real kick out of listening to Sinatra. Man old blue eyes could really do it!! You know? That would have been great to share with someone…top down…. going to vegas…ahhh…. a dream in waiting.