Month: February 2017

Bumped Up

I found a bump on my body today. A terror washed over me and as I toweled off I caught my reflection in the mirror. All a sudden I looked frail and I lost trust in my body. 
Then I thought about my wife and then my kids. Right after that I felt guilt of not having thought of them first. How terribly selfish of me. I did a lot of mental math and considered answers to short term concerns and quickly pondered what I could miss. My mind always goes for the worst.
 Now after visiting and talking to a doctor I found that this bump is a common condition. The MD joked that I’m sure to see a whole lot more sunrises in life. 
That’s a good thing…I’d hate to miss checking out more rainbows with those I should have thought of first.

State of the State

Drove circa 800 miles north to go on holiday and visit some of our best friends. Along the way we saw dozens of license plates from nearby & far away states. I know this because the kids diligently took track of it all, including two New Yorkers. Most of the drive included some form of rain but on occasion it was light enough that we could look outside and what we saw was grand and a switch to what we witnessed in horror on our last drive up. 
With all that said I can pronounce folks that the State of the State IS green. The way I remember it and how it should be.

Mane Issue

If my son chose to he could sport a Classic Crew or a short pompadour. I may let him try the Caesar Cut and I’m partial on the Side Part. He could also look great with it Slicked Back and its certainly long enough for the Shaggy short. There’s a chance he could get away with the Fringe Crew and I know he’d look dapper if it was Swept Up. The Faux Hawk is a remote option along with the Asymmetrical w/Short Sides. Not sure about a Blow-Out though he can certainly pull it off and/or any cut the delectable Skeet Ulrich has chosen to brandish.
The point is that unlike me…my son has styling options because his mane is still SO generous where as mine is not. He chooses not to style though.

Hair is wasted on the young.

Go See Cal

I have friends in low places and also from all over so I get it that these next sentences won’t make much sense to a good portion of folk BUT…I grew up knowing that when you needed a car you went to Cal Worthington and his dog Spot.
Or didn’t you feel bad for Larry’s accountant? I mean, Larry WAS killin’ him. 
Also you knew you if you got in a scuffle with the Law you should see the the other Larry (H. Parker) because he’d fight for you and you’d might walk away with 2.1 million. Of course…you could also trust them or any other local spokespeople in my old hood if they bragged how they “Hablamos Espanol.” 
I miss my old TV friends but we watch most shows off the Internet nowadays and also us city folk just don’t get it!

Mario Carp

If I close my eyes, listen and recall I’d be transported to my parents house on Eastman Ave. 
From the front room the sounds of Mario climbing down a Green pipe to Watery depths would be annoying my dad and in second he’d be carping at me to turn it down. 
Now I open my peepers and have to walk over to my boy who is challenging himself on the Nintendo and has the volume up a bit too high.