Start of the weekend

Went to work … grrrrrrrrrr and hate … not the job or aspects of the job but one person makes me physically ill to be around … I can not stand this person at all. I want to put a knife in my neck rather than see this person, talk to this person or associate in the slightest bit with this person. Argh and scream and stuff.

Enough of the work stuff

After work Stunt boy and I went to play mini golf and had a great time. He is getting a lot better at this. I got a hole in one on the last hole but we decided not to keep score to just have a good time. He is going to the beach with CPG’s family this week. He aunt is in from parts west of here and brought her two munchkins with her but not the husband. So I hope he has a good time and enjoys the sand and surf

My Saturday isn’t going to exciting at all.. In to work I go moments after posting this. Yay and joy even.

Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

The Cast - 6.0

As I have returned from being away and I’m promising to be more open and less cryptic I should post and updated cast page (Former versions still apply and depending on the version of the blog you view they may still be viewable in the back issues page)

For those of you who are new to the readership and for those of you who have been reading for awhile here is the updated whose who and what’s what that I refer to sometimes in my entries.

The Cast :
People and Places
ME, MYSELF & I
Invisibledon
C’est moi, me, myself and I, the one and only, the man the myth the legend in his own mind. AKA The King of the Bastards, Commander of the Invisible Army, the priest, Pope, Martha, Hey you, Machete, flea, goose, You’re not right, Deon, all around good guy and the main person in most of the entries.

Invisible Army –
The legions of the unseen, the minions of chaos, the reapers of havoc. Those who choose to serve at my behest and bidding. OK the IA is nothing to be feared they just occasionally play the silly games that I suggest each month which are by in like the harmless and not even pranks. However, the IA is not to be trifled with… yeah.

The invisible fortress
AKA the impenetrable domicile of doom – My digs, pad, place, dwelling, where I hang my hat, enclosed stuff keeper – my house. That’s right my house, this is my second house as evil person has the first one but that’s ok I like this one better.

FAMILY

Doodle – (one half of the dynamic duo)
Daughter and eldest child of invisible don and primary tormentor in the life of Stunt-boy. She is a Teen soon to be an 18 year and I can’t believe how quickly that time as been going: she is a smart kid, she is logical in most of her arguments which is more than I can say for most kids her age. I know there are things I don’t know about her and she is currently not speaking to me. She is living with the beta unit at the asylum.

Stunt-boy – (one half of the dynamic duo)
Son and youngest child of invisible don. He is a tween now younger than Doodle - all around fun kid and my PS2/3 buddy. Xbox master and Halo 3 killah… Nothing much bothers him at all and probably one of the politest kids in the world. Stunt-boy even says he is sorry when he upchucks - as if you need to say you are sorry when you are sick. You know you’re sick but he does.

The dynamic duo- Stunt boy and Doodle together

Rockhead
AKA: The yard cat, The late kitty No longer able to leap buildings or slay Aliens, not so smart kitty – she has gone to kitty heaven the dynamic duo and I miss her.

Mouse - Now the one of the pet cats of invisible don and the dynamic duo and former house romper pal of Rockhead.

Tony –The girl mouse a real mouse even… also in pet heaven we shall not discuss the demise of Toney

Seven – former DAS HUND, my dog, chaser of squirrels and barker of approaching cats, birds, and everything else but won’t bark at CPG when she walks into the yard. We’re working on that issue. We are not exactly sure what happened to her but she came up missing about a week after daisy I’m not sure what happened put up missing pet flyers which generated no response, even check the SPCA to no avail.

Daisy - former Siberian Husky of invisible don … rescued by Doodle and her posse of friend from an idiot who was going to shoot the dog. Someone stole her from the back yard while at work, I’m not sure what happened put up missing pet flyers which generated no response, even check the SPCA to no avail.

The Asylum – The home of the beta unit

The Parental Units - These are the biological life forms that are responsible for my being on the planet.

The Alpha unit - is the senior parental model. The model was recalled (ie he died) in July 2003. While we didn’t have the best relationship between parental unit and offspring he is missed and I’m glad that our last transactions together were free from static. I’m sorry that he is gone and still find it a bit odd that he is not around.

The Beta unit - has a new production date of the alpha unit model. Her primary functions seems to be seeing to her own needs and creating two other life forms which are my siblings, the function and purpose of the beta parental unit appears to be to systematically cause turmoil, strife, unpleasing feelings and also attempt to control everyone. However the beta unit has mellowed and things were getting better between us but her prime objective seems to have taken over all other functions and is now seeing to her own needs

The Asylum annex - The home of the Peacemaker

The Peace Maker – The second offspring of the parental units and self appointed diplomatic emissary to the parental units and the asylum. CPG’s brother from another mother. He still continues to have contact with CPG. He is the peace maker because he always tries to keep the peace with everyone but isn’t very good at keeping the peace and always takes the opposite opinion of the person he is trying to get to make peace with someone else. Famous Quote from the peace maker “I don’t care what the truth is, just except that you are wrong” He also gave me the name King of the Bastards.

M-squared –
former spouse of the peacemaker and former relay agent to CPG.- the last time she was seen was at the funeral of the alpha unit.

Rancho de Sade Home of the The Other one

The Other one –
The third offspring of the parental units. Generally a neutral observer in the on goings in our dysFUNctional family. The other one has found refuge at Rancho de Sade and in a life far away from the Asylum. The other one is from anyone back around the asylum who knows the three of us, my brothers and I, would always assume that any story I told about a brother was about the peacemaker. So I would say no the other one. Famous Quote of the other one “Dude my trip buddy left me can I sit here in your room” He has left those days behind him now.

Dice – Spouse of the otherone – she is cool, and has made the other one really happy about his life and put him in a good direction and now expecting the second child of the other one.

Mini-monster – the otherone and dice’s kid

Mini one - the other one and dice’s other kid

Dog – the former pet cat of Invisible Don - AKA psycho-kitty -- all around good guy cat and former morning shower inspector -- he would say yeah it's wet and then leave rather quickly. He now lives with CPG.

FRIENDS - people I know

Jonzo - worked with him once upon a time.
One blue Green - worked with her once upon a time
Buddha - she was married to Jonzo once upon a time
Former Smoking Buddy - worked with her once upon a time and now we listen to records from time to time at Pops
Brand A - Happy Hour Crew
H K - Happy Hour Crew
Jare - AKA Head Nod - Brand A’s man
Braff - Happy Hour Crew
The Hat - Happy Hour Crew - with Budda now
New York - didn’t work out - oddly it would have been fun to skate with her the rink below Top of the Rock
Steven the girl - used to talk some times say hi via e-mail now and then
Lacy - see her about once a year now
Alexis - once upon a time friend who still calls now and then but can’t any longer I keep secrets like no other person and if you ask I won’t tell you.
Rachel - first real pain
Hippy Chick - most recent heartbreak

More to come I’m sure but if you ask CPS I don’t have any friends

OTHERS who may be CREW
– Assorted miscreants that I hang out with or them with me. Work with or know by some random encounter … the names are changed to protect the guilty or the innocent however you would like to look at that glass. … these people include, The girl wonder, goofy guy, Skier gods/goddesses, buddies, military pals, the ACC, and Frat boys - No, the ACC does not refer to the college ACC – this would be Assorted Childhood Chums – the Real VI (village idiot) VI’s brother, Tweety, Lizard, skip, T, E-Z, etc.

Sir Arthur Guinness – His Holy of Holy and first maker of the very best in liquid refreshment GUINNESS STOUT

DIARYLAND PEOPLE I’VE MET - not that this matters much
Soverycherry She is really cool, and hung out with Jonzo and I at the CI once upon a time – I see her occasionally like once in a blue moon while I’m out – cool chic sums it up about her and now soon to be mom
lilsnowpixie She sat for the dynamic duo the summer before last – very nice person
Crnflkgirl
Steve the girl
Chubbychic She did the lay out for me I didn’t even have to ask she is the coolest person
Courtneymay AKA Chronic, former smoking pal, used to work here in the building but she moved away. Hopefully we’ll keep in touch and maybe go to some ACC football games with Jonzo in the Fall. Who’s House?
Nicole Price Texas- flew here good person to talk to about things
Firstthought Cool chic
IfIknew HDBLT – cool friend of Firstthought I met in NYC – saved her from many beers at McSoreley’s Ale House
amalthea23 almost met her while I was in NYC a while back but she was majorly ill so that didn’t happened but we talked on the phone

I’ll update this if I’ve forgotten anyone

WORK PLACES, WEHRE I LIVE & PLACES TO HANG OUT

The Sit Tay - number one work place of invisible don but mainly I can’t talk about my work because it’s classified.

The Museum – former number one work place of Invisible Don

The College – number two work place of Invisible Don – yeah I actually have a Master of Science degree – scary huh

Roanoke – The star city of the south, the big lick, the ‘Noke, The city in which I currently live. Hey I didn’t give the place all those names I’m just a transplant I moved here against my will and now I’m trapped here. Send help PUH-leeze.

LIMBO

The Golfing and Fishing Buddies – assorted mix of former friends of Invisible Don -- kinda like the planters assorted mix -- you'll get it in a minute -- there you go – They don’t hang out with invisible don anymore not really a bad thing but we still see each other in public places catch up with awkward hey how are you doing conversation and then won’t see one another for several months.

Pro baseball player – was a very good friend of Invisible Don - however his wife is a very good friend of CPG so PBBplayer and I don’t hang out at all anymore. He wussed out and didn’t stand up for being my friend – oh well

Mouth Breather – gives me mean looks when he sees me - not sure why I didn’t tell CPG to dump him

Others

CPG - Former spouse of invisible don. The Ex. . No the letters CPG aren’t her initials. I could give her a really mean and hateful name but she knows what she is I don’t need to label her. I could also say something really nasty, mean and ugly and all that but what good would that do really. Nope not getting any tattoos that say rot in pieces either.

Insane former brother in law (IFBIL)- The eldest sibling of CPG and is clinically diagnosed – refuses to take his medications because the doctors are trying to kill him with poisons. Used to Live in the apartment building next door to me but I moved. Happy Happy Joy Joy

DARia – Spy that visits the page she has an undisclosed relationship to CPG.

Stalkers – Extremely absent now but were several of CPG’s former boy toys have felt the need to follow me around from place to place. Look boys I’m not hanging out with her if she isn’t sleeping with you she sure as hell isn’t sleeping with me check the local meat market bars- you know the ones: Cornbeef and Company, Awful Arthur at Towers, and a few others. I’m sure you’ll find her there if she hasn’t already got her another catch and release from the penis stream.

EVIL
Current Supervisor - all I will say is that this person is Evil and being any where near this person makes me physically ill.


More to come I’m sure…


Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

Still as clear as mud

I’ve noticed that when ever you write or comment to a friend that you are or have been soul searching or have been reflective about things that immediately the reaction is self pity isn’t helpful or why are you wasting your time dwelling on things.

Why can’t you look back without it being a bad thing … even nostalgia has gotten a bad rap as living in the past or clinging to things or conditions that don’t exist any longer.

In my life I have made a lot of choices and a lot of mistakes, I’ve learned from most of them and some I’m still learning. The thing is I know I’m not perfect and I don’t blame anyone for my choices those are mine.

Other people make choices as well and those choices do affect others. I can emote how I feel about the choices of others and be me without it being a negative. How I feel may not be how you want me to feel, but it is my feeling about a situation or condition.

If you eat a shrimp and you break out in hives is it anyone’s fault? Nope. If you know you have this reaction to eating shrimp and you eat them again, where does the fault lie now? What about a third or forth or fifth time? Definitely not the shrimp.

Life and relationships are like that as well. If someone is cruel to you every time you are with them speak to them or are around them, continuing to participate in that relationship is not healthy and it is not wise.

I think most people would agree that if someone is critical of everything you do and fails to recognize any positive in your life you aren’t going to hang around that person much at all. Is this holding a grudge? Or is this really a healthy response to a negative situation.

It is the proverbial line in the sand. Cross this and you have gone too far. That does not make me or anyone else a prude or unpleasant or difficult. Standing up for you own self isn’t always bad. I can’t make a blanket statement that says all things are beneficial because I’m sure there are situations or condition where it is negative.

You can decide that just because you no longer want to suffer by continuing a relation and not hate that person.

I am wrestling with my own issues here and trying to see both sides of the same coin. One where I am one side with people and then another where I am on the other side with a different person.

The perspective is eye opening but I know in the first there is no doubt in anyone’s mind why the situation is the way it is. The other however is not and I am convinced that other people are interfering where they have no business interfering they really have no legitimate reason to say one thing, but they do and continue to interfere and meddle. I’m left to believe that this is petty, selfish and another in a long line of things to make life difficult for me in any way possible. Enjoy your pettiness.

While none of this makes any sense at all in a real sense to anyone reading it has been a good release for me. If you continue to read things may become very much clearer and you may decide that you don’t really like me. It is your choice as always and if your choice is to not like me and read by all means come enjoy the rants, misspellings, grammatical errors, thoughts, reviews ponderings. You can even leave messages positive or negative. I promise that whether you hate me, like me, love me or just amused or baffled by me, I am me. I’m just trying to make sense of the time I have and the things I do and that are done with, to and around me.

Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

I live here I know what the street looks like

I am perplexed as of late. I look at my life and for the most part I do not have any regrets about the choices I have made and would probably make them all again. I made choices because at that time in my life it was what I wanted and justified all of it.

The things that perplex me are the thing in my life which effect me but I was not part of the choice. It is frustrating because it effects that choices that I can make from that point on.

I wonder too why people think the things that they do about me. I hear them and I try to understand why… what have I done to deserve this or that label.

Some I understand I really do others I don’t

I am imperfect but I am me

I wonder why does it matter that I have long hair and tattoos does that some how make me less of a person that the person who doesn’t

Because I feel that it’s important to be honest even if the truth is not what the other person wants or even needs to hear.

Does it make me strange or weird that I like different things than most people?

I think it just makes me, me and not you

I don’t like that no matter where you are, basically it’s all the same. We live in the homogenized plastic world where everyone is starting to think look talk and act the same. We insist to do any work you have to be pidgin holed into some mold and nothing else is acceptable. That may be true with heart surgery but does it really matter with problem solving? Helping in a non-clinical setting.

The constant insisting and limiting and molding everything to be the same we slow die

And to quote Hancock .. “you all do you and I’ll do me… K”


Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

Redemption Song

Redemption Song

It’s sort of odd that those who love, folk, peace, reggae, hippy etc type music think say they hear the message in the music. Odder still that some of the people who write this type of music are worse than the fans. Delivering messages of peace love and happiness in the words the sing loud or under their breath. Songs they often know by heart to sing along anytime they are played.

Yet if you haven’t already heard of the band or the song the fans will tell you - well you won’t understand. Or if you don’t practice some lifestyle choice you can’t understand. If you have a job making over 50k you can’t hear the music

Really, or if you don’t think that 3 hour folkie renditions of a 5 minute song are worth tromping out into the forest to listen to well you are just too corporate to understand the message.

Can’t peace, love and happiness be understood by everyone? You just have to put aside your own prejudices and you all have them. You just have to listen to your words of hate when you are frustrated to see that if you or any of us really understood those songs you, we could perhaps see all the foot paths to peace and not just the one you or me or we happen to be standing.


Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

follow the rules

Well as Steinbeck penned, “the best laid plans of mice and men oft go awry“. Mine especially so, or so it would seem. I’m not sure why that is though. I have the whipping boy theory, which is that Karma like anything else has a whipping boy and I fill that role for Karma. Now see it would be so delicious if it were by choice and I was a masochist and enjoyed such things. However I’m not and the only one deriving any pleasure from this is the sadist. So I ask for happiness karma says sure but it will cost you double in pain.

The other thing is just bad timing. No fate, no karma, no divinity influence just pure by chance bad luck.

And it’s not that really horrible things happen all of the time, just things that are stumbling blocks, closed doors, locked windows, jammed up streets… barricade after barricade in the way. Frustration mounts. Simple tasks for anyone else become 12 step programs and on and on.

I know I’m not perfect, nor is life perfect but it seems, at least from the outside that many other people get a pass. Especially those who ignore the rules. Now I’m all for some disobedient behavior when it is necessary. However, the world tends to work better when there is order rather than chaos, well at least it did once. Now the looking glass world rule and chaos wins. Every one who doesn’t play by the rules is rewarded and those who do are punished.

Look at the world mess we are in now, who wins those who squander and waste, the losers are those who followed the rules. The grasshopper has locked the ant out of the house and is allowing him to freeze because the rat bastard has the music up too loud and can’t hear the ant knocking on the door. So then if the ant breaks down the door to get in who looses the grasshopper or the ant?

They say you make your own happiness, that is true but too many other people are trying to ruin that good time because they think you should be responsible for them having a good time.

I don’t know… just follow the rules… seriously is that too much to ask?


Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

lost and found

I should start a lost and found for my voice or at least a metaphorical all points bulletin for it. I find it I loose it, repeat … just like the shampoo bottle. That could be a never ending process for someone who took things extremely literal. I digress…often.

The point is that I loose my voice … well more to the point I let the outside voice stifle my voice. I pre edit and censor myself from what other people may think about what I have to say. There is a large part of me that says to hell and be damned those who see things differently than I do when I know I’m right or even right by how I choose to live my life. Albeit by a sometimes lax set of moral principles they are my own. So no more I know I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again most likely.

So I will do what I can to write what I think and forget the pressures and voices of peers when I write. If you misunderstand something ask me what I mean. If something offends you, ask I probably did not mean it to offend or if I did I will be blunt about it and you’ll know when I mean to offend you because I will say to your face what I think about you. Unless of course you have anything at all to do with my paycheck, then I’ll keep that to myself as decorum dictates. It still doesn’t mean that I don’t think what I think but those are my thinks to think and not to taint anyone opinion about said person or persons with my own opinion. Because when it comes to money in this economy it’s all C.Y.A and truth be damned. Makes me wish for a world order as Rodenberry stated where the accumulation of wealth is not the function of mankind but the betterment of humanity. Truth in a world order like that makes sense even when it is unpleasant but not in our own cash above all other gods if you please truth is down on the lower rungs of that ladder.

So I’ll end my random mishmash of thoughts with this I’ll be writing and you may not like it or you may but I will be writing. I do hope you’ll be reading. Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,