Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Time and Place




There are times and there are places.
Sometimes the two converge and a memory is created
A neuro-cellular
Electro-chemical
Recollection that begs the question
What? Where? When? Who?  How?
And Why? Always...WHY?

My question is consistent.
It is so repetitive that at times
Past,  Present
And future
Converge into a state of continuous Déjà vu.

I knew you.
We were the best of friends.
Inseparable.
The priest…
Skilled like a plastic surgeon performed a miracle by creating Siamese-twins joined at the hip.
We consummated, Procreated, Substantiated,
Then separated…

The scars are still there and will always be a part of me going forward.
I show where the flesh was torn…
It’s a badge of honour.
Everyone thinks the scars are cool...But they don’t know my story.
It’s still a sore spot for me.

There is guilt…
I feel like I gave up too soon.
I feel like I’ve left you behind.
I feel sad when we speak, because there are glimpses of our past.
Memories of the you before the day you fought to live, but lost your life.

Here we are…
In this time and place.
Not of my choosing…
Guilt made me stay… I had to stay…
We meet, hug, touch and talk.
Our words are imbued with emotions that are intimate, yet alien to us now.

New memories are made in this time and place.
And I’m confident that,
Sometime, someplace where the path diverged and disaster was averted we are happy together.
I dream my doppelgänger memories…

Friday, October 7, 2011

You're Doing Everything Right


As I glance in their direction…
I see motions and action…
I sense emotion and reflection…
The oaken glow of the polished pews is a distraction…
The murmurs I hear sound like a plea or petition...
And then the invocation...
A sombre transformation...
A sooth saying revelation...
The sounds around me evaporate like a chemical distillation...
I can only read the lips of my voyeuristic victims...
I can see their lips tremble with trepidation...
Then the moment of revelation...
He mouths the reason…For his mental bifurcation…
“The only thing you're doing wrong…is that you're doing everything right”
Silence...as if the instantaneous materialization of a vacuum...
I feel the tension…The fight or flight inclination…
It harkens back to a personal recollection…
Of loss, betrayal and exasperation…
The priests procession breaks my mesmerization…
I turn my gaze to the open book and focus on my redemption…


Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Thank you, Obi Wan Kenobi...



My father never really gave me any real life advice.
And the little “training” for life that he contributed to my evolution as a pseudo mature adult was how to defend myself.
My life lessons have all been learned through trial and error and or mimicking those around me or parroting the things heard on television.

It’s sad but I actually miss the awkward conversations that should/could have occurred as I grew up.
You know the ones about drugs, or girls or god forbid…condoms…LOL
I wonder how I would have reacted…
Would I have been embarrassed…??
Would I have been appreciative…??
Or would I have stared blankly in my fathers general direction hoping that he wouldn’t make eye contact and would shut up just so I could use the line…
You know… “the line” that every guy wants to throw back at his dad…

“Thank you, Obi Wan Kenobi”

In all seriousness, it always deeply wounded me that we never had any of those father-son conversations where he would counsel me about life and give me lessons that might provide a road map for how to live my life.

Needless to say, ever since my kids were born, I've been bombarding them with advice on a near-daily basis. It's almost pathological.

My list of lessons that I want to pass down to her is virtually endless and constantly changing but I thought I'd write some of those lessons down here.

Some of these lessons are humorous. Some are serious. However, all of them are true...

1.    When posing for any photos, assume that the only people who will see them are me, your mother, your boss, and the dean of admissions.
2.    Life is too short not to order the fries.
3.    Never date a man who is rude to waiters, doesn't say "bless you" when you sneeze, or won't offer you his jacket when you're cold. 
4.    Never order drinks that are pink or come with an umbrella in them.
5.    Don't worry about being popular. The "weird" kids are much more fun and will end up being your most interesting friends. Also, when it comes to friends, you can't trump quality with quantity. Choose wisely. Who would you call to drive your white Bronco?
6.    Give charitably, generously, and anonymously.
7.    Crocs are for people who have given up on life.
8.    Never cheat. Not on exams, the crossword puzzle, or your boyfriend.
9.    If you love someone, tell them. Don't hold back.
10. It may be a small world but it's a huge planet. Grab every opportunity to see as much of it as you possibly can. Most people don't.
11. Keep your eye on the ball and follow through, both in sports and in life.
12. Its only when you cant walk it off or limbs are dangling that you go to the hospital.
13. Speaking of sports, pick a team and stick with them. There are few things more important in life than loyalty. It's a dying trait currently in short supply. Trust me. I'm a Mets fan.
14. Never regret staying home alone with a good book.
15. If you feel the need to reinvent yourself, at least be original.
16. Learn from the bad as well as the good. Fall down, make a mess, break something occasionally. And always remember that the story is never over.
17. Sometimes making a scene is OK
18. Learn how to entertain yourself. Close the door; crank up the stereo, and dork out. Invent new dance moves. Play the air guitar. Practice your touchdown moves. Too many people are self-conscious even when they're alone. Don't be one of those people.
19. Learn how to laugh at yourself.
20. When you realize that everyone comes from a dysfunctional family, life gets a little easier and you feel a little less crazy.  The only normal people are the ones you don't know very well.
21. Thank you notes are to be written promptly.
22. Remember that nice guys do finish first. If you don't know that, then you don't know where the finish line is.
23. Learn to cook one thing really well.
24. Happiness is not fame, money or power. The key to life is finding your sweet spot.
25. In the end, everything will be OK…If things aren’t OK it’s because you’re not at the end yet…
26. Take every piece of advice anyone ever gives you with a grain of salt.

And finally…I’ve recently added this one to my repertoire…
(thanks to the movie Horrible Bosses)

Life is a marathon. And you can't win a marathon without putting a few band-aids on your nipples…

Rules are meant to be broken...


I have changed the names locations and catch phrases in order to protect the identities of those included in this posting. Resemblance to any persons alive or dead (mmmmmm…dead girls are squishy…LOL) is purely coincidental…
We’ve already established that I’m stupid…
And neurotic, and well…lets call a spade a spade…
I’m an asshole.
But if it makes any sense…I’m a cute cuddly asshole. Who for the most part goes through life trying to apply the golden rule. “…Do onto others before they do onto you…” Ha! Just Kidding… “It’s not you…It’s me…”
Whatever…
OK…I don’t live by any rules. I just stumble through life and try and connect with people and not get too hurt in the process.
Actually that too is a lie…Cuz, I think I do have some rules.

The simple fact is that we all (whether we admit it or not) have rules…
Here are some of my rules (relationship and other):
·      I can’t leave the house without having looked in the mirror.
·      I have to leave the house before noon or else I say home all day.
·      I drink water from a clear glass, never a mug or totally obscure vessel.
·      Breaking up can be done via text or email.
·      I can’t break wind around people (except my kids).
·      I can’t wear white pants after Labour Day.
·      If a woman hits my arm…sex is guaranteed.
·      Special things are for special people NOT special days.
·      No sex with friends if they are involved with people.

Lately
I’ve come across a few rules that others have applied and that have perplexed me…
·      Never lick a steak knife.
·      I only date for about two weeks…then it either gets serious or I dump him/her
·      You can’t break up via text or email.
·      Don't make a scene.
·      You should feel embarrassed if you have a skill set that sets you apart.
·      I don’t have sex on the first date cuz I have to guard my honour.
Here is a doozy…
·      I like you too much… That’s why I wont have sex with you.

I would love to get some feedback…
Tell me some of your rules.

Ciao