A serious post...really...

Hello/Bonjour!

Good day all

  

I just read a NY Times opinion by Prof Margot Mifflin regarding her personal opinion on accepting death and learning how to do it properly. No, I am not in a somber mood nor am I dying. Is just that for some reason death has always s fascinated me, its origins, its aftermath whatever it may be, the repercussion of it. Perhaps because I am weird, because my brain has been wired differently than the general population but I know that everything, and I do mean everything, has an expiration date. Everything! Stars, plants, animals, people, relationships, you name it and it will “die”; it's just a matter of time.

Granted we do not know if plants, animals or any other “thing” goes through the same agony as humans do or even if they have the same void that exists when we lose some one. What Margot Mifflin is touching in her article is the fact that her mother’s death seems to have been perfect and how, in a weird way, she left an example of how to properly die.

You can find Margot Mifflin’s opinion here.

Take care folks

The moon and it's magic

Hello….

Did you see that moon last night? Gorgeous! I caught a break because the person who puts me in bed had never seen something of that nature… something that the creator had made. She’s a JW, s she was mesmerized and I felt like a professor explaining what was happening…. She on her side was talking on how everything was perfect and how she sometimes felt lonely…. Yeah, I tried to by step the comments but she was throwing as a way to test the waters; I did not bite….I’m okay how I am right now, maybe one day, but not now; not yet…..

Well the night was magical….

One of those going to hell post...

Hello!

So yeah, I am a firm believer that sometimes the Universe is trying to send you a message. Well, today it was religion.I know nobody listens to me; I don’t care about it: been there, done that. But it was weird and I couldn’t keep it dark, I had to share it with my cynically incline daughter who had a good laugh. 

I told her that as the guy who got me up from bed opened the door and there was the lady that keeps giving me pornography books  (like if she was stalking me)… religious books… she even asked my name so that she and her church group could pray for my salvation… weird, I would have thought that the big guy would have known me already.. But that wasn’t the only sign, no sireee bob, I got a friend request on FB and I not caring who she or he was  accepted it without hesitation. I started to get religious stuff from this person and well, I felt bad. I feel bad because I have to be nice to these people; they mean well. They are not going to convert me, I am a cynical bastard who does not believe in religion; I believe in something bigger than me, I just don’t know what..

Any hoot, I wish them well…

PS… the other sign was my mother informing me that pope Francis was coming over for lunch tomorrow and to give her the prize for the most charitable person in the world…. The woman has done her time on Earth and now her head has left her…. God bless her…

PS PS... just in case Francis comes, I better tidy up...

L.A. stories...

Hello!

A North America night cap for you…..

Well one of my kids and her mother are in L.A. today, they call me from the car of Julie’s uncle and they were stuck in traffic for over an hour…ouch… And here I was thinking of moving to California, nu beeping way…. I prefer the snow…They went to a quinciañera’s party and let me tell, Mexicans are locos in the cabeza my friend. Julie’s cousin tabbed up a pretty penny for the event here’s hoping they have fun. I know that my kid and Julie will find their stay quite brief since they will be back by Sunday.

Any hoot, just wanted to shoot the breeze before they put me to bed….That reminds me, I need to cancel my Sunday’s getting up since I will be doing breakfast with Julie’s mom and her granddaughter…I know what you’re thinking: FREE BREAKFAAAST! Yessssir, I am thinking the same..

Good night folks….

Days like that day...

Hello….

Top of whatever to you….

Life is grand, can’t complain except…..

No really not much going on lately and if there is, I am missing it.

Last week I had the Friday of hell. Since every day now I have somebody from the CLSC that gives me a bath, clothe me and sits me at around 10AM, I was surprise that it was 11:30 and nobody had shown his/her face. Well the bath guy came at around 12:00PM just as the bathroom on the main floor was giving shit; literally! If anybody on this floor was flushing their toilette, it was coming out through my bathroom stall…. My oldest and her mom were doing a fine job of containing that shit; again, literally. 

Needless to say that calls were made left and right and I told my guy just to dress me up and go, there was no need for his services that day….what a way to start the celebrations of September 19, 39 years in this country that started out promising but somewhere along the line in went south like there is no tomorrow; but I’m fine….

Adios folks…

Life can and will get worse

HELLO!!

No, I am not a happy camper! Here I was ready to post on my blog my two cents on growing up and how my oldest is doing her transition in a very educated manner when I decided to click yes on a Chrome question and POOF! System reboots, lost all my cookies in Chrome and in real life, no more save data or useless passwords…!!!.... I hate my life!

Take care

The retarded Dorito...

Hello…and yeah, I wrote that title!

Before you start gong all politically correct on me hear me out….

Those are not my words, no; those are the words of a 14 year old interchanging comments with her older sister in the bathroom walls. Remember that I had blogged about how they were putting graffiti on the bathroom walls prior to their mother putting an end to it? Well, that picture was sent to me as proof that the kids are running amuck upstairs without the presence of an adult.

Which leads me to part “B” of my story; subletting that room

I presented the plan and the viable candidates to fit the scenario; told them the usual mumbo-jumbo on how anywhere from four to five hundred dollars a month would help us go out to the movies or restaurants more often… the usual bullshit… the kids were opposed to such shenanigan ideas, they did not agree with someone that wouldn’t fit with their lifestyle, the hoarding type, to come into this house. If anybody was going to move into this house, it had to be family; for respect to their mother I will omit more details on this matter... it was my turn to throw a tantrum: “NOooooooo” No way, no how I said!

So we have agreed to keep the Status Quo for right now pending them moving out or me dying….

Stupid kids….

The Lake house revisited....

Hello!

…bitches be crazy…. My kids that is….

Why I am stating this fact to you (because it is a fact)? Well, have you ever heard or saw the movie “The Lake House” with Keanu and Sandra, yeah where they interchange messages via a mailbox?

 Well my kids were doing this until yesterday when their mother went into the bathroom, yes the bathroom, and saw the messages that were being interchanged back and forth between them! They were turning the bathroom into a public one were you usually find messages such as “For a good time call…” they were admonished and told that this wasn't the proper thing to do…. So they bypass the rules by putting a book in the bathroom were they can silently communicate their thoughts and insults to each other and whomever uses the bathroom can have a good chuckle while doing their thing…

Kids, they will always amuse me…

Take care folks..

Labor day in a shell

Hello!

Happy Labor day folks….

Today here in my neck of the woods is a “scratch your ass and vegetate” type of day. Everything is closed! I know you could do outside shit like ride a bike or go play catch or plan an indoor activity like pin the tail on the donkey…. Yeah well, outside is super-hot I am talking nobody is out there type of hot, and inside there isn’t much happening either… sooooo

I watched old movies in the Movie Network Encore, kinda like some classical movie channel

in the USA. I saw Robin Hood Prince of thieves with Kevin Costner and right now we just ordered Chinese food with my girls compliments of their mother….YAY! Can’t wait to taste the peanut butter sauce raviolis…..

Happy AFL-CIO to everyone…

Danger is my middle name....sort of...

Hello!

Happy Friday folks….

So yeah, I briefly, very briefly, touched the subject of being saved from the flames of fire that broke out last Sunday.. Tragic story really!

It was hell people, hell!

On Sunday I was taking the sun outside when suddenly a couple of trees in front of my domus (and pretty close to it) caught fire and I did the heroic thing to wonder off to the neighbors besides the fiery flames and warn them. Needless to say they were not there but by the time I was turning back I was engulfed by the fire. Dam, I said to myself. Hope the girls are okay and that they know that even if their dad won’t make it home today, he loves them very much.. So I brazed for the worst and just then the hand of the big guy spread water over the fire saving me to tell this story. It was really this big guy with a humungous bucket of water that was able to put off the fire…..

I made it folks…..

PS okay, so it was a couple of bushes that caught fire…… still, I almost died, almost.

Wanting to believe...

Hellooooo and WTF?!

What is wrong with me that people need to push their religion on me constantly?!

Yesterday while resting in the sun a lady came over and asked me if I spoke English, after affirmatively answering she asked me if I believed in God. I told her I did believe in a god and she told me that I should join her church because shit was happening there; alright she didn’t say shit but miracles. She started by telling me how her sister was in a wheelchair and now she could walk. When she saw that I was skeptical she told me that she had been in a wheelchair too and now she could also walk……!!!???...I told her I was impressed and asked her what was her ailment…..Silence is all she could mustard… needless to say that today she didn’t even say hello when I saw her… 

and here I was ready to be saved and give thanks from having been saved from the fire….(I’ll tell you that story some other time)

Cya later folks…