An earlier time

An earlier time
My autographed "Bobby Seale" copy

Thursday, January 19, 2006

In Trouble Now!

As my boyz age they enter into the normal stages of development but I am never ready. Just the other day they were allowed to pick out the calendar they wanted. My youngest, Lennon, picked out a "Sponge Bob" one but my oldest, Zak?....He picked the "Sports Illustrated Swim Suit" one! Yes, he is more than just interested in the opposite sex. Ordinarily I wouldn't worry at all...but at age 11?...I remember my own past and I don't remember girls being anything but there until I was 13. Yeah, yeah, I know it's only 2 years difference but I am still trying to get this boy settled in middle school and girls seem to be an added distraction. I also have taken notice of the type of girls he's going to encounter this day and time and that too is cause for worry. I started raising kids later in life than most my peers so the kids of today are actually the bonehead grandkids of the bonehead kids I went to school with (this is where the study of brain cell decay and genetics comes in handy!)...Now you see why I worry! Oh well! you do what you can do and hope and pray for the best to come out of it. All I can say is that when my youngest becomes interested girls of today will have their hands full! He is a complicated individual and so much like his Dad that my worries will include him being able to find someone compatible. I have always had problems finding someone that connects with me on enough points to believe that there is a chance for a decent relationship. Only one time did I ever find that one special one and I am convinced that she was my soul mate but as usual there were stumbling blocks and I let her go and have regretted it. So I wish better judgment for both my boyz and hope that I can be there to help guide them through it. Parenthood is not for the faint of heart!...always remember..."Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened!"...Love to all, Jeff

Saturday, January 14, 2006

And This is Your Brain on Reality!

I have never considered reality to be enjoyable entertainment. Wasn't the purpose of stage and screen to provide a chance for man (or woman, to be politically correct!) to escape the bonds of reality? No matter how burdensome life was, just breaking to see a movie or a TV program could provide a brief period of deliverance. Many times my response to the actions of characters in a TV show was, "See? Nobody would really do something that stupid!" Then, along came the reality show and my response oft times is "See, You just knew they were going to do something that stupid!" Reality shows have made stars of people that you once wanted to place on death row. Those shows don't afford me any time for rest and relaxation. They only serve to deteriorate my health by raising my blood pressure as I jump to my feet screaming "IDIOTS! THEY'RE ALL IDIOTS!" Shows like "Growing Up Gotti, Hogan Knows Best, Who Wants to be a Hilton, and The Osbournes" only serve to strengthen the need for my proposed "Euthanasia for stupidity" law. Just let me go insane, embark on a killing spree and watch me head off into TV land! Maybe then they'll do a reality show about me and my prison life. Perhaps they could call it "Lethal injection for Jeffrey." Flip on the TV, get my sidewalk star ready, and give me time to reload! Love to all...Jeff

Saturday, January 07, 2006

So Predictable!

Often times I am thrilled at the fact that some things in this world are so predictable. My children's behavior in certain situations can be accurately foreseen thereby saving me undue embarrassment and stress.(Although most times the masters of manipulation will still use and abuse you! Frustrating as it is, the American public's reactions are extremely expected and I assume much to the business world's delight. By far however, the most disheartening prognosis is the fibromyalgia that constantly keeps me in such pain. If only it's predictability could lead to it's avoidance!
Doctors are unaware at present as to what actually causes "fibro" but they do know some of the things that trigger episodes of it. One such trigger is the weather, or more accurately in my case...humidity. I can look at a weather forecast prior to bedtime and predict what time I will awaken in pain. My levels of pain and energy can change in an hours time as the humidity changes. The only beneficial outcome of paying attention to weather forecasts hour by hour details is the ability to plan housework around the fibro. My children are slowly learning how forecasts can aid them in knowing my overall demeanor which should help them if only they used working brain cells! boyz react like a pack of wolves often which causes many battles. A tortured old man clutches his throat in protection as he wades in to the valley of pain warring with two snarling animals who spew forth get the picture! Ah! If only the old man were blessed with the same degree of accuracy in predicting major world events! At least then he could be famous and in pain instead of enduring it in such anonymity! Amazing how situations in life can oft times be so predictable...and so inescapable!...Love to all...Jeff