Where Did My Crazy Go?

I can remember when My crazy and I first met. It was the summer before Senior year of High School and I was working in a small hardware store for 8+ hours a day. My Crazy showed me how to deal with the delinquent employees, rude customers, and OSHA condemned work environment without being drained each day. My Crazy didn't stop there, when school started again, things had changed in me. "He" helped me break away from the peer pressures of High School and the norms of society and just be happy. Thanks to My Crazy, I didn't worry what people thought or said about me; I was liberated to live!

Then I dont know what happened. Like so many of my friendships, over the course of the last two years, My Crazy and I started to drift apart. Now instead of being the bestfriend I cant live without on a daily basis, My Crazy is the childhood friend that only stops by once in a while and usually just to say "hi". Where our interactions used to be meaningful and effortless, they now seem trivial, forced, and strained. I need My Crazy some-kinda-bad right now; I need "him" to help guide me down the right path; I need "him" to liberate me again.

All I want for Christmas is My Crazy back.

The Absence of Thought in Life, Cruising on Autopilot...

I have spent the last 5 or so months of my life just enjoying what has come to be and worrying little about what its bearing was in my grand scheme. Reaching cruising altitude and sitting back with the plane on autopilot has its own set of benefits, not all of which can easily measured or described, nor is it important that it be done so. However, it is inevitable that we all have to come back sometime and take back the reigns, turn off the autopilot and start figuring out where to head next.

My warning light came on this week, its time to turn off the autopilot, come down from my cruising altitude and get back on track...

Yeah, I Got an Opinion!

Can someone please explain to me why the hell traffic was so screwed up today?!?! Do area commuters suck that much at driving in anything other than perfect weather?

Commute time from Office door to Apt door: 33mins
Time of that commute spent waiting for the bus: 11 mins
Walk home cause bus was full when it arrived at my stop, the third one on the line: 22 mins
Reason my bus was full: every LARGE person that works for the Fed Govt was catching the bus less than a half mile to Farragut West or Farragut North Metro stops

Here is where my opinion comes in; Metro should institute the following requirement:
All bus trips should be of .75 miles or longer. Any trips shorter in length than .75 miles will be triple the advertised rate.

Obesity is an epidemic in this country and Metro would be doing its part to combat the problem by encouraging people to walk short distance. Mostly, im tired of having to walk home because the busis too packed with fat people going 6 blocks up the street for me to fit.

On a scale of 1- 10...

IM JUST FUCKING ANNOYED!

Further Proof...

that white people are just different than the rest of us.

(if you are confused, yes, that is white people hiking butt naked in the snow!)
My apologies to my white friends and followers for this sweeping generalization, but aint no way in hell u gonna see black people doin this, let alone fighting for it.
I wont even go into how little this does for the male "ego"...

LOL... HAHAHA...

I know my blog has divulged into a reposting machine as of late, but its all that appears to be truly funny in my life. Take this gem for example...

Somethings Never Change...

But somethings have to. We elect our first black president, but somewhere, somehow someone thought it was okay to run a cartoon like this. Why?


We have come so far, yet is apparent we still have a long way to go...

Nothin Like a Remix

Thanks to Christian Bale's recent tirade on a movie set we get some good music from DJ RevoLucian



I could dance to this. Or at least make a really bad attempt

An Asshole, This Does Not Make Me...

Three Facts:

1. You decided 16 months into our 24 month lease it was necessary for you to get a car.
2. You knew at the time of this decision that part of our agreement when moving in together was, you would pay more for the room 3x the size of mine and I would get the parking space.
3. You knew at the time of this decision that parking in our neighborhood was hard, especially on a Friday, BECAUSE I WARNED YOU ABOUT IT!

So then why does it make me an asshole when I say you can't park your newly acquired car in my parking spot just because my car was not currently occupying it?
Why does it make me an asshole when I dont want to "discuss this issue" over the phone?

You got mad when I wouldn't give and let you live in your spoiled little bubble and hung up the phone on me. I got annoyed and let the whole incident bother me. Were it not for the bloodlines attached I might have called you all kinds of names, hung up the phone on you first, and then found all sorts of ways to display my annoyance and anger passive aggressively. Instead I chose to be an adult; what does being an adult mean in this situation

• Not calling everyone I knew would empathize with me just to sully your name
• Not confronting you passive-aggressively
• Fixing a nice strong Vodka and Cranberry; taking that to the head; fixing a nice strong tequila, cointreau and Lemonade; drinking myself to tranquilty
• Ordering pizza and mozzarella sticks
• Watching TV with a friend till I passed out

Mighty grown up of me, don't you think? So do me a favor... remind me again why you felt the need to call me an asshole?

A Nation Rejoiced Today!

It would be nothing but an understatement to say this weekend was one of celebration for the United States and its citizens but I say it nonetheless.  

A nation rejoiced today.

As Barack Hussein Obama took the oath of office and became the 44th and 1st black President of these United States of America.  

A nation rejoiced today.

Millions gathered in the bitter cold to be a part of the experience; countless more watched from the comfort of their homes, the streets of their local communities and the churches they use as worship grounds.   

A nation rejoiced today.  

And when all was said and done, when the man had been sworn-in, and given a speech to invigorate a nation weary and downtrodden the crowds cheered and church bells bang.  

A Nation Rejoiced Today!  

Yeah, You Crazy...

Let me get this straight,

1. You can't sleep
2. You can't eat but are still gaining weight
3. You have zero free time
4. You cry twice a day
5. You hate your job
6. You hate school
7. You're taking prescribed mood-stabilizers so that you can deal with all this?!?!

Yeah, You Crazy!

Metro: Opens Doors...

Apparently open doors aren't welcome in every community.

The long talked about (little acted upon) "Purple Line" is moving closer to fruition these days, but par for the course it is receiving some opposition. Because the route of the proposed light-rail or busway system would connect rich and poor neighborhoods, the "haves" are none too happy.

There are two sides to every story and for this one I sit square on the fence. I LOVE METRO. It gets me where I need to be and for the most part its pretty reliable. (Dont believe me? ask the people who use BART or Filthadelphia's rail system) I can at lease see the argument that is made about providing easier access to potentially undesirable people.

When all is said and done, I am sure there will be some compromise on both sides and the purple line will open sometime after 2010. Its quite ironic that the opposite is felt when it comes to rail to Dulles.

May The South NEVER Rise Again...

Because I am not ignorant I know that racism still exists in this country. Last weeks election results mean that we have taken one more step towards a brighter future, but we are within eyesight of a dark and ugly past. If you needed proof of this, take a look at this article from the NY Times. While the article is about the importance "The South" once played in national politics, it can't help but cover the prejudices and ignorance of some of the people who populate this region. Some of the more telling quotes come from page two of the article where a city employee said

...anyone not upset with Mr. Obama’s victory should seek religious forgiveness. “This is a community that’s supposed to be filled with a bunch of Christian folks,” he said. “If they’re not disappointed, they need to be at the altar.”

Another lovely young lady was quoted as saying

"I think there are going to be outbreaks from blacks,” she added. “From where I’m from, this is going to give them the right to be more aggressive."

My only hope is that more good than bad will come of this momentus occasion. That these people who have only limited knowledge of black and other minorities can get an unfiltered view, not something played "over and over again" on the country music radio.

Lord Help Us!

HAHAHHAHAHA

OMG, LOVE IT!

Truer Words Could Not Have Been Said...

One of my favorite portions of the endorsement speech, and believe there are more than a few, is the following quotation by Gen. Colon Powell:

"...'Well, you know that Mr. Obama is a Muslim.' Well the correct answer is he is not a Muslim; he is a Christian. He has always been a Christian. But the really right answer is, what if he is? Is there something wrong with being a Muslim in this country? The answer is NO. That's not America..."

I'm glad somebody of prominence has the gall to say it but the ignorant are going to completely miss the point of this statement.

What Should I Do...?

"Sittin in the staircase holdin back tears. Lookin over mad years worth of photographs. Pictures of some places I'm never going back. Some people I used to love, why I aint show'em that?....."

I reflected Sunday with a friend, at brunch, over Margaritas. I cried. Again. I knew you were important to my life for a long time now, but in the past 8 months the future grew murkier. "I know that life took us apart, but you're still within my heart. I go to sleep, and feel your spirit next to me" but its hard. Maybe I needed the space as much as you. I possibly had become too dependent upon you for support and forgotten how to stand on my own two feet. You helped me find my way to prayer and I will keep you and yours in them always. The bookstore, Chipotle and Coldstone never will be the same without you. But if all I have are the memories, then they will have to suffice. Go forth restless wanderer, and if this is the end, it has been more blessing that I ever could've asked for.

"...and when my life is over, remember when we were together...."

Staring out the window at the world as life races past me
Glued to my seat on the bus
Its cushions and walls graffiti-ed with the pointless trappings of previous empty minds
My window so covered with grime
The view is all things
Clear is not one of them
The air in here is thick and stale
It is heavy with "settling" "wallowing" lives "unfulfilled and hallow"
Outside the sun shines bright and a breeze gently blows
It is all a tease because I cant enjoy the expereince
My Window barely opens a sliver
Down the street the bus roars
Stopping occasionally to collect more passengers
More restless souls
A destination in mind but only acutely aware of the journey
Collectively we have the power to help each other
But separate we remain
Almost numb
Ignorant of the experiences and knowledge that abounds in us all
In my seat I remain
Out my window I stare
Eyes following the scenery
Life races on
Without me

Dear Sir,

Dear Sir,
Though I know the vagaries of it, I cannot claim familiarity;
It has been said, many times over the world around, that life is hard.
Accept not this fact without some fight
But wallowing in the pain of hardship does not move you out of them.
I am not in your shoes, and I cannot see through your eyes nor can I carry much of your load,
But I try and that is all I can do.
See me not just for what I am, but what I could be;
A beacon, a shoulder, an ear, a hand.
Take not your frustrations out on me;
I am no punching bag, no whipping boy.
My patience is long, but it too grows thin
Dear Sir,
Pick up your chin and open your eyes
On this road alone, you do not travel

THIS JUST IN!!!

Apparently, Obama is the reason we are dependent on foreign oil and I just missed the memo....



LMAO....Republicans make me laugh soooooo, hard! Do people actually believe this ish?

I like what Mitchell Bard of the Huffington Post has to say about it.

...And Now Back To Your Regularly Scheduled Program

I know I did a blog a couple weeks ago where I mentioned how crazy my life had been as of late and there was a direct correlation to this and why I hadnt been blogging much; in that very same blog I promised things would be getting more regular on here, like a geriatric on metamucil, and then things got crazy again.

Well like Brett Farve, I'm back again and hopefully this time will be for a sustained period of time.
Not cause I feel obligated to be, but because there is so much to talk about, but no one wants to hear my voice all day.

Watch out world!!!

Managing

Part of living is learning to manage different things. Most people consciously focus on managing their time, space, emotions, health. The problems we face in life are usually associated with one of these four factors. Different people focus on different issues, but for the people I know very few focus on managing their health. Often times we move about this earth with reckless abandon, "thinking the faster that [we] go, faster [we] will reach [our] goals" and its not until we take a wrong turn do we operate otherwise.

The first realization of vulnerability cause different reactions. Some people believe it was random and do not change course of operation, they believe odds are in their favor it or something similar will never happen to them again; others learn from their mistakes and change course completely, they vow to never make the same mistake again.

The second group are the prudent ones and while they may not have as much "fun", they will continue to live largely worry free lives; the first group has a gut check and must learn to live with the results of their actions. They must learn to manage.

The problem with managing is that it can be draining, its a constant psychological war taking place inside the head. One minute you're fine with nothing but sunshine ahead, the next you're full of regrets and posturing of "what if".

We all want more than just to manage, but for me, that is good enough right now.

Mi Amigo Mejor/Mi Angel

I know the words have been said more than once before
But in this case I cannot say them enough
And while 1-4-3 may not be accurate to what I feel
The emotions are just the same

I remember when we met
what seems like not so long ago
I remember the things I did, the things you said
I am glad we have matured together

I knew it not then, but I am certain of it now
You were sent to me by Him to guide me
You were sent to me by Him to help me cope
He knew back then that I would need a friend like you

I know that nothing in life is forever
Relationships always change
I want the best for you in every possible way
And I pray that you can spread your love to others

So for the present we are in
and the future ahead
I hope friends we can stay
but should things change
I praise Him for your presence in my life

I LOVE YOU!

Tennis @ The Olympics

This might be shameless, but alot of the pictures are really cool. I am pumped for some Olympic competition!

All Drama Aside...

I dont know why for the longest time I wanted to pretend like I wasnt dramatic, but I am. Now that I have accepted taht fact I can continue living some symbolance of a normal life. All is good in Dom-Land and my sanity has returned to normal levels. This doesnt mean I stop counting my blessings or asking for miracles, but it does reflect a me that will be closer to the center I was a little over a month ago.

So much has happened in the last 6 weeks I havent even had time to really sit down and reflect on things. Gonna put some time into doing that over the coming week, the nice long weekend should help as well.

I think I will do an A-Z list of the last 6 weeks soon.

I Need An Angel!

I have been on a religious tint of late, because when its hard to stand its only second nature to look for support. I know that Christ is my Pillar, my Rock, my Shield, and my Strength, and HE will love me regardless. Today's inspirational gospel song is:

I Need an Angel

I've run out of answers I've run out of time
And im so confused that im loosin my mind
Its gonna take a miracle to help me this time
Im traveling a road that has not one sign

Help me...Have mercy on me...Set my soul free...and let the bell in my heart ring....oooo

This is my cry, hey, this is my plea, ya see

I need an angel, Im callin an angel, send me an angel down [2x's]

Im carryin a load thats to heavy for me
Have no where to go so im down on my knee
Im tryin to see the forest but theres this one tree
Cant understand why im sinking so deep

Help me (Help Me Help Me) have mercy on me
(Wont you have mercy on me) Set my soul free, and let the bell in my heart ring

This is my cry, this is my plea

I need an angel (I need an angel) Im calling an angel, send me an angel (Send it on down)

Here Me Now

I need an angel (I need an angel) Im calling an angel, send me an angel (Send it on down)

Oooh something inside me telling me the morning will come (Morning will Come) Yes it will
Oooh sometimes its hard to face the truth so we run (We Run)
God if you care at all please dont let me fall by the wayside (Oh No)
Please be my guide, would you light my path...
Take Me, Shape Me, Mold Me, Change Me, Teach Me, Fill Me, Save Me

I need an angel (I need an angel) Im calling an angel, send me an angel (Send it on down)

I need an angel (I need an angel) Im calling an angel, send me an angel (Send it on down)

I know its gotta be some kinda angel out there for me

Send a angel down right now Send a angel down right now

God be with yall!