Code Name D.A.D. … Defeat Anger Daily

July 31, 2008

Hate……..And the Damage it does

Filed under: Uncategorized

People like Micheal Savage scare me. He spouts some of the most damaging garbage at times, without anything to back it up. He claims to be enlightened, but all he is is dangerous.

This man claims that ADD and Autism are just lack of parenting. He states that the parents are not doing their job be noy telling the child to "Quit being a brat".

As someone who was diagnosis with ADD 25+ years ago, and with parents who loved me and raised me like they did, this man makes me sick. I will admit that life probably would have been easier if I was on medication. And trust me, my dad was on my case constantly. I cannot understand the number of time I was told to "think" or asked "what were you thinking". And we I did something wrong, I was typically properly punished. But I also know that parental involvement helps a lot.

Both my kids have ADD. My daughter is borderline autistic. This is not due to lack of parenting.

Bu tin no way was my "condition" due to a lack of parenting. This man is evil. Please, do your own research. And do not support the shit this man is spewing.

July 27, 2008

Being alone sucks

Filed under: da EX*Missus

Everytime I close my eyes I see her as she walks into that room in Little Rock…..I can remember the baby, blue sweater blouse she was wearing. It had 4 buttons and made her eyes shine. I remember her hair pulled back. I remember it all.

What is funny, is I have no idea if she still reads this or not. And in a way I do not care. As deperate as I may seem, these posts are not written to get her back, but just for me to get out the pain in my system.

Lifes ambition occupies my time
Priorities confuse the mind
Happiness one step behind
This inner peace Ive yet to find

Rivers flow into the sea
Yet even the sea is not so full of me
If Im not blind why cant I see
That a circle cant fit
Where a square should be

Theres a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Cant be filled with the things I do

Hole hearted
Hole hearted

This heart of stone is where I hide
These feet of clay kept warm inside
Day by day less satisfied
Not fade away before I die

Rivers flow into the sea
Yet even the sea is not so full of me
If Im not blind why cant I see
That a circle cant fit
Where a square should be

Theres a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Cant be filled with the things I do
Theres a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Cant be filled with the things I do

Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Hole hearted

July 24, 2008

Thoughts …

Filed under: Uncategorized

Suicide is Painless

(Theme from M*A*S*H*)

Through early morning fog I see,
Visions of the things to be,
The pains that are withheld for me,
I realize and I can see…

[REFRAIN]:

That suicide is painless.
It brings on many changes.
And I can take or leave it if I please.

I try to find a way to make,
All our little joys relate,
Without that ever-present hate,
But now I know that it’s too late, and…

[REFRAIN]

The game of life is hard to play,
I’m gonna lose it anyway.
The losing card I’ll someday lay,
So this is all I have to say.

[REFRAIN]

The only way to win is cheat,
And lay it down before I’m beat,
And to another give my seat,
For that’s the only painless feat.

[REFRAIN]

The sword of time will pierce our skins.
It doesn’t hurt when it begins.
But as it works its way on in,
The pain grows stronger…watch it grin, but…

[REFRAIN]

A brave man once requested me,
to answer questions that are key.
Is it to be or not to be?
And I replied ‘Oh why ask me?’

[REFRAIN]

‘Cause suicide is painless.
It brings on many changes.
And I can take or leave it if I please.

…And you can do the same thing if you choose.

The silence is my house is deafening. It rings through my head like the manical laughter of the ax murderer right before he crushes you skull. I know I can have the kids any time I want but, I cannot have them here full time in the life I want back.

I know I made mistake. I know I made plenty of them. I guess too much damage was done. She could not tolerate the misery of what our life had become, and now I cannot see anything but misery ahead of me.

I have never in my life known pain such as this. This is worse than when our first daughter dies. With death there is a certain finalinty. The pain is there and is crushing, but death is final. With divorce, the person you love is still there. And the "what if" game begins. The "what if’s" start to seep into every thought you have. They slowly crumble your brain. You start to doubt everything thought you have or and everything you are doing. You start to check the window, just to make sure the sun has come up.

They say that once you reach a certain point, there is no other place to go but up. I hope that is true……

P.S………

After further reading this, I need to let anyone and everyone know that this is NOT a suicide note, nor am I planning to hurt myself. This was just a form of emotional purging. If anything DOES happen to me, it is an accident.

July 22, 2008

Flowers for Barogelmon

One day, Barogelmon went walking. As he went through the town,  he came across a beautiful garden. There, in the garden, was a pretty flower. Barogelmon looked around and saw a sign that said “Free flowers”. So he took one and then continued down his merry little way. Soon the local legion soldiers, who were in charge of keeping up the local laws, found him and accused of stealing the flower. The owner of the garden decided that she did not like him having the flower, so she turned him in. Barogelmon was beside himself.  Eventually everything was settled and no harm was done. Or so it seemed.

Many moons later, Barogelmon was enjoying a day at his house. He did not have to work in the field. He did not have animals to attend to. He had a day to himself. He looked out, and there, in his own garden was a flower. It was the most beautiful flower he had ever seen, and it was a flower that had not blossomed in his garden in awhile. It was in full bloom and was ready to be trimmed.  He rushed out into his garden and YANKED the flower out of his garden. He was very happy to have the flower, but realized that he had not properly clipped the way he had always done in the past with his flowers. He saw no issue with having the flower, but a few days later, the legionnaire came again and chastised him about taking the flowers. Barogelmon was again devastated, but was beginning to come to a new understanding about flowers.

Much time had past and Barogelmon no longer had his garden to tend. He decided to visit a friend’s home. The hour got late, and Barogelmon ended up falling asleep. And as he slept, he dreamed of gardens and of flowers. He hovered in that place between sleep and awake. He could smell the flowers. He could even feel the flowers in his hand. This was a flower that he has never been able to cultivate in his garden, but would occasionally grow wild on his property. Barogelmon so wanted to wake up and tend to the flowers, but he became afraid. Flowers were not his to have, so he decided to slip back into a deeper sleep and not know if the flowers were for him or not.

When he woke, there was a single petal on his pillow. The flower was gone.

July 21, 2008

Over the Edge…

Filed under: Hobbies, Finding Myself

I want to climb to the top of a very tall building and jump off…..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Not suicidal, I just think Rappelling is COOL!!!!!!!!!

LONG LIVE BAROGELMON

Sometimes the best feelings in the world happen once your life has ended. Great clarity also comes at that point.

Many Many Many years ago, the Lord told Noah to build a boat and gather up all the critters because I am going flood this place. And Noah did just that.

Now, you may be asking what the point of that little Bible lesson. The point is simply this. God and Noah both loved each other. And were both dedicated to making their deal work.

Why did God pick Noah???? Because God knew Noah would work his ass off and get it done. And why did Noah do his part? Well, I am sure it was because building the boat was better than the alternative. (Drowning). Noah was a good and righteous man. It was a good match for both.

The point to all of this is both parties had to work. Both parties had to be dedicated. Both parties had to focus on what needed to be done. Love had nothing at all to do with.

 Today, revealed for the very first time, is the story of Barogelmon.

Barogelmon was Noah’s neighbor. And Barogelmon heard the whole conversation between Noah and God.  Barogelmon decided that he too was going to build him a boat. But Barogelmon had some issues. Barogelmom used to go to a lot of Ra’s dances. Barogelmon would occasionally light a candle in Hera’s tent when his luck was not going well with the ladies.  And everybody knew about the parties Barogelmon threw for his friend, Bacchus. But when shit come to shovem Barogelmon belonged to Yahweh. And because of that, Barogelmon busted his ass. He collected a bunch of animals. Barogelmon decided that he was going to pack up the unicorns, a couple Dwarves, a pair of Gold and a pair of Blue Dragons and many critter of that ilk. You see, Barogelmon loved the Lord, and wanted to do everything he could to help. The problem came down to the fact, while the Lord did love Barogelmon, and Barogelmon did love the Lord, The Lord had picked Noah. And that was all there was too it. Barogelmon was cut. Barogelmon was sent out to drown. The story of Barogelmon died.

And I don’t know about the rest of ya’ll out there in Blogland, but I do miss those Dragons

Love is pointless. Feelings are immaterial.  Dedication is everything. It is pointless to continue to fight a losing battle. One can do everything they can to solve, fix or make it right, but if another party has made up their mind to go a different direction, all the hard work is just running around in a hamster wheel.

Pass along the story of Barogelmon, I would love to see it make it around and onto other blogs……

July 13, 2008

Cuz it caught my eye

Filed under: Uncategorized

“Someone” reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they’ve printed. It’s not the Big Read though — they don’t publish books, and they’ve only featured these books so far. In any event . . .

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you started but did not finish.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own blog so we can try and track down these people who’ve read 6 or less and force books upon them.

1. The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
2. The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
3. The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood
4. Lord of the Flies - William Golding
5. Life of Pi - Yann Martel
6. The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett
7. The Color Purple - Alice Walker
8. Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
9. Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte
10. To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
11. Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte
12. Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell
13. His Dark Materials (trilogy) - Philip Pullman

14. Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
15. Catch 22 - Joseph Heller

16. The Hobbit - J.R.R. Tolkien
17. Catcher in the Rye - J.D. Salinger
18. Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
19. Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
20. Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll

21. Chronicles of Narnia - C.S. Lewis
22. The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – C.S. Lewis

23. Winnie the Pooh - A.A. Milne
24. Animal Farm - George Orwell

25. Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
26. Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
27. On The Road - Jack Kerouac
28. Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
29. Charlotte’s Web - E.B. White
30. Hamlet - William Shakespeare
31. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl

32. Complete Works of Shakespeare
33. Ulysses - James Joyce
34. Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
35. Les Miserables - Victor Hugo
36. Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen

37. The Bible
38. The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
39. War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
40. Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
41. Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
42. The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
43. One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44. Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
45. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon

46. Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
47. The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery
48. A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
49. The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien
50. Harry Potter series - JK Rowling (Do not know if I should underline the or not. There were a couple I did not like…..While others I thought were awesome

51. Little Women - Louisa M. Alcott
52. Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
53. Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
54. Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
55. Middlemarch - George Eliot
56. Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
57. Bleak House - Charles Dickens
58. The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame
59. David Copperfield - Charles Dickens
60. Emma - Jane Austen
61. Persuasion - Jane Austen
62. Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres
63. Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden
64. The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
65. A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
66. The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
67. Anne of Green Gables – L.M. Montgomery
68. Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
69. Atonement - Ian McEwan
70. Dune - Frank Herbert
71. Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
72. A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
73. The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
74. A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
75. Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez

76. The Secret History - Donna Tartt
77. The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
78. Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
79. Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
80. Bridget Jones’ Diary - Helen Fielding
81. Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie
82. Moby Dick - Herman Melville
83. Dracula - Bram Stoker
84. Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson
85. The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
86. Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
87. Germinal - Emile Zola
88. Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray
89. Possession - A.S. Byatt
90. A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
91. Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
92. The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
93. Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
94. A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
95. The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
96. The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
97. The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
98. Watership Down – Richard Adams
99. A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
100. The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas

July 12, 2008

Who IS this guy????…Oh yeah…..Same old Guy he has always been

Filed under: Dating, Finding Myself

So when we last saw our hero, he was very excited about the date he was going to have this weekend. He had a rather impressive dinner planned that included Chicken Kiev and a home made Chocolate Marble cheesecake. Did I ever tell you I make kick ass cheesecakes????? I do, but I digress……

So approximately 2 hrs before work shift ends I comment to my date about this weekend, and she apologizes profusely, but a girlfriend of hers was coming into town and she was spending the weekend with her.

So sport’s fans, let’s look at the scorecard……

This weekend…………Stood up

Last Weekend…………Spent with da Missus and da Twinsies.

Weekend before………Stood up

Weekend before that…Stood up

 Doing pretty damn good!!!!! Outside of the weekend with the family, I am a perfect 100% on the FAIL SCALE!!!!!! OK….there was one spur of the moment evening or two with someone in there, but hey…..She is the one standing me up THIS weekend. Guess she got to know me well enough to know better.

Let’s look at the big picture though. We cannot look at 4 weekends and make a determination of success or failure, right????? We have to look at the big picture!!!!

In the last 18 months, I have lost my wife, lost a girlfriend, been stood up in real life by two different women (one of them more than once), and been accused of rape twice. Hell of a year!!!!!!!
 

I won’t even mention all of the girls that have just said no or ignored my advances.
 

Of the rapes??? Yeah…..on two separate occasions, a lady I have been with accused me later of forcing myself on them when they did not want it. Both of them did not like it when I referred to it as “rape”, but by definition……
 

I won’t even mention the fact that my daughter is refusing to talk to me right now.

Hell of a slump I am in. Well, kids, I here some alcohol calling my name……I do not know if I will be blogging much in the near future. I may…..Or I may just drop of the face of the Earth for a while.

July 9, 2008

Who IS this guy????

Filed under: Dating, Finding Myself

A young lady friend and I went out this evening. I do have some interest in her. No clue if she has it in me. A lot of signs point to yes though. Cool thing is, is that I am not stressing over it. If it happens, it happens, and if not, WHO CARES???? Nothing ventured, nothing gained.emoticon

Embarrassing part is that I nearly started hitting on one of her friends…..Whoops, slow down stud. Remind me to screw up one relationship at a time. It has been a long time since I was in the dating scene. Right, now I remember one of the many reasons da Missus dumped me. I am an ASSHOLE. However, eing taken out and introduced to friends is still considered a good sign, right?emoticon

I am still getting used to the concept of this being "my house". While da Missus left in March or so, she was still coming back occasionally. Well, barring some sort of extreme situation, she will probably never live here again. I really need to get in gear and start packing up / putting away her stuff. I am not trying to shove her out, nor am I trying to erase her existence. And truth be told, I wish in many ways that we could get back together and try again. Fact is, I do not know if I can and I am pretty sure she will not. But the cleaning is more of a cathartic move for me. It is too easy for me to start to wallow in self-misery / self-pity (self-destruction) with all of her stuff around. emoticon

Hope everyone is enjoying the “emoticons”

Enough for tonight. More tomorrow

 

July 8, 2008

TMI….#141. Will do THIS weeks later.

Filed under: TMI Tuesday

1. Do you believe in marriage? WOW. What a tough question. But looking at it, yes I do. I see my parents who have been married 40 yrs and are still giddy over each other. I see othe people like them. I know it can work. AN with my religious beliefs (Basically Catholic) I sort of have to.

2. What is marriage to you?
It is supposed to be a partnership. It is supposed to be two people cleaving into a single unit

3. If you are married, why did you do it? If you are not, why have you not married?
Why?  Truthfully, we got married when we did because da Missus was pregnant. Now we went on to lose that child. But we were already planning to get married. We wanted to show our commitment to each other, to God and to others around us.


4. Do you believe in divorce?
Funny to say this seening how I am divorced once and currently seperated, but I really do not believe in divorce except for extreme circumstances. Obviously, if you spouse turns into some who an alocoholic, drug user, rapist or beats you, of course I think divorce might be the only option. But I also think that divorces are to easy to get. I believe that too many people look as that as the easy option. A lifetime commitment is work. Hard, hard, miserable work at times. But with the work some rewards should come. If both partners are willing to give and work.

5. If you are divorced, why did you do it? If you have not, are there certain circumstances under which you would agree to a divorce?
Why did I get divorced? Well, I just figured it was a good idea once she kicked me out.

Bonus (as in optional): [ed note:I am not trying to spark a get political debate, I am much to superficial for that] Do you believe that same sex marriages are a threat to traditional marriages?

*SIGH* This is tough for me. And it is probably a matter of semantics, but I do not like the term "marriage" used for same sex couples. While I support their unions, and beleive they should have all the same rights as "traditional" married couples, it is just the use of the word "marriage" that bothers me. It is probably my religious up bringing on that one. But to answer the questio, no, I do not think that they are a threat to traditional marriages. The only thing they are a threat to is bigotry and closed mindedness.






















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