cycles ....

Daily cycles; sun goes up and it goes down.Have breakfast go to work and come home. Weekly cycles; mow the grass and take care of laundry. Monthly cycles ; the moon waxes and wanes. New moon to full and back again 28 days. Yearly cycles; the spring thaw, the greening of leaves, warmth and growth , cooling and rains the the snow. Follow that again and again. If you close your eyes you will miss life going by. First by days then weeks and finally by years. The Cicadias are back again. They cycle every 17 years. I was 21 when they were here last. I knew everything then, or at leats I though so.I went out almost every day with my friends and life was good. 1990 was an interesting year. Life was changing and a new decade was upon us. Life was good. Life was less complex I though of me and me alone. No girlfriend, no family no kids just me and what happens for me. Where can I get my next beer and gyro. The simple life.
As I'm growing older im looking in to cycles that I did not see before. Now its birth , growth , adult and finaly death. Ive seen my friends grow in to men and women, marry and divorce, have kids and even bury a parent. Cycles are somtimes so short you will not notice them. I'm growing older and looking in to the long view now. I spooked my son yesterday as we played in the park. I told him that he and his brother had better get along. After I'm gone its just them two to take care of each other. I could see it in his eyes. He was afraid. It passed as we played in the park, but I know what crossed his head. ...... I guess that was too much of a long view.

I want you to close your eyes and picture in your mind the soldier at Valley Forge as he holds his musket in his bloody hands.

He stands barefoot in the snow, starved from lack of food, wounded from months of battle and emotionally scarred from the eternity away from his family, surrounded by nothing but death and carnage of war.

He stands, though, with fire in his eyes. ... He looks at us now in anger and disgust and tells us this ...

I gave you a birthright of freedom born in the Constitution and now your children graduate too illiterate to read it.

I fought in the snow barefoot to give you the freedom to vote and you stay at home because it rains ...

It's the soldier, not the preacher, who gave you freedom of religion.

It's the soldier, not the reporter, who gives you freedom of the press.

It's the soldier, not the poet, who gives you freedom of speech.

It's the soldier, not the campus organizer, who allows you to assemble and demonstrate. “It's the soldier, not the lawyer, who gave you a right to a fair trial.

It's the soldier not the politician, who gave you the right to vote.

It's the soldier who salutes the flag, serves the flag, whose coffin is draped with the flag that allows the protester to burn the flag!

Thank God for the sacrifices of those who have died, those who have served, and those who serve us still.

homemade...

what i would give for a home made meal. this week i have eaten fried, bbqéd cheese covered meals. im tired and i just want some soup and a good crusty bread. some ministonie (sp?). i want to make migas and a grilled cheese. i want to open my fridge and have a cold glass of milk and a chocolate chip cookie. i dont want to go out any more im tired of tiping and smiling. i'm going home tomorrow and i'm ready for it. my bed my house my kids my own backyard...... night all

in dreams...

Zombies, infected, runners with flakey crackley skin. Arrrg why do I watch those movies. I'm just waking up and wanted to put it down. I'm in a cabin a nice one thats set in an urban environ. A lot of my friends are there as it starts to go loopy. They did get Fred. He looked at me and smiled then his eyes got very sad as he realized what had happened. His skin blistered and split. The space in between turned black. I grabbed this homeless zombie that had bit Fred and kept banging his head against a red dumpster. Boom boom boom it echoed as it fell apart. I left and made it to the cabin back to shut the windows and kill all the lights. I could hear the moaning outside.... I don't mind those dreams some are better than the movies I watch but I wake up in a sweat with my heart pounding.

Working in a coal mine....

Well I'm off to the great state of Wisconsin for a week. I always view it as a working vacation. A chance for me to focus on work with out life getting in to the way. Don't get me wrong, I'll miss my family but time away is good too. The sad part is I do this more than I take time to have a real vacation. Plus its a feather in my cap twords management. We'll see how that goes as well...... Anyways good night and sleep the sleep of kings.

Clean your crotch.....Mmmm like pine!

Wrong on a million and one levels but I laughed at an actual ad for Lysol...... Click here for a better viewCLICK LYSOL

Boing.....

Ive been having trouble keeping my mind at work. With the warm weather alot of women have been in looking at cars. Skirts and busty shirts lots of skin. I want to take some on them and .... well I think you know what I would like to do. But that is for another blog. Its funny I've rached a point in my life that I just dont want to do a younger girl with a tight ass and young face, but I woulnd mind doing her mom. SOme of these women come in starved for attention. Tight jeans and tan skin. .... Arrrrg I wound up tight here. Ahhh spring is in the air and I have a raging hard on in my pants......

only 28%?....

Beers with a friend.

Well its set kinda sorta... Going down state to visit my friend. He's in the Navy and now going over there to be in a war. Fuck that sucks. So my self and a couple of friends are going down to have some beers with him. Somewhere deep inside tells me it might be my last beer with him. I hope and pray that I'm wrong.
- Work is work neither here nor their, but its good. I moved up at work and now am an official senior sales consultant.... yea for that. Now to get my self on track with management. That worries me. will I have to go out of state? I'm not sure I want that. Its a big company and its a big country. ..... who knows, I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.
-Had some sexy dreams about a girlfriend. This is a rare thing because I don't usually dream dirty dreams. As I grow older I think i'm starting the ability to dream at night.

The War has come home......

In the last 5 years the war has been very inpersonel to me. I didnt know any one I didn't care too much. All I knew is that we were in a war we didn't need to be in. Now I have 2 friends that are going in. One is my eldest sons god father. I'm pissed at the government , at gw bush, at the repiblican party at the whole world it seems like..... I really need to take a break. I'm frightened for him.