A SHOWER...

Holy *@T?$^* Batman! Its been a long time. After sincere reflection, I'm re-emerging on the Blog Scene. Why would I do this since certain people predict the end is near? 10 days from now? REALLY! Come on... The answer is simple: FREE THERAPY. Ha! When I express my thoughts, prayers and rants here, I feel like I've had a shot of eppi to the heart ala Pulp Fiction style. Bare with me as I wash off the cobwebs in my memory warehouse.

• What has happened to Obama? I know America still approves of him, but I'm so disillusioned. Watching him as he addresses the nation, I instantly want a root canal. His muddled messages are lost and does he NOT understand that the President of the United States of America should not use the word "um" as his message is broadcast globally? Really? Listening to his words that follow "let me be clear" leaves me uneasy. I was once ridiculed for supporting this man and his vision of CHANGE. Maybe now all those nasty people were right? SHAVING AND BRUSHING TEETH...
• Usama Bin Ladin is dead. Fine. Al-Qaida is not. But as we all rejoice, I still think we should put all that jubliant energy to securing and increasing a sustainable food and water supply for ourselves and neighbors. Watch each way lil'chicks as you cross the road. TURNING ON THE WATER...
• For those of us who are so fortunate to live in KingPin Ron Moore's domain, it's time for a major ass scrubbing of the Buncombe County Courthouse. WATER STILL COLD...
• What in the hell is the APD and BCSD up to? Are they all running around using misplaced evidence and snorting dough? Please check out this new blog: apdaccountabity.wordpress.com. LUKE WARM - STEPPING IN THE STREAM...
• Mother's Day 2011. I reread my post two years ago here. So much misunderstanding and despair but mingled with grief and love. Clarity reigns now. Momma is proud. :-) DON'T DROP THE SOAP...
• I decided these humble dwellings of mine needed an update. Paint and lots of it. Think now up to 6 gallons with two-thirds of the house to go. Bye bye 70's sunshine yellow and welcome milk chocolate and red. Painting is therapeutic except when one of your pets decides he wants to paint also. LATHERING...
• Reading a really intriguing novel now. Nine Days In Heaven. I agree with critics, and the novels' re-teller, every1 on the planet should pick this up and absorb it before they meet their Maker. Re-told by Dennis & Noleen Price. SCRUBBING...
• Still unemployed. Still receiving unemployment benefits. Still job searching. My one year "Anniversary of Separation" is on this Thursday, 5/12. Ideas on how to celebrate would be welcomed and possibly awarded with a prize for the most fitting. DON"T FORGET BETWEEN THE TOES...
• My knees. So sick of talking or explaining. Sick of being scanned and prodded. But, LET ME BE CLEAR, my knees are healing and I have adjusted to a certain amount of discomfort. Can anyone say arthritis? CONDITIONING & RINSING...
• I have been away from my worshiping family at Breakthrough Church for too long now. I have not waivered in faith, but have intentionally avoided one of the main body's focus: bringing people anywhere there to worship God- no patty cake claps allowed. BUT, it starts with me. Speak Words of Life not Death. Go. Get involved. Worship. Check it: btchurch.cc. WHEREZ THE TOWEL...
• As I was contemplating my next entry, I thought of one of my journals, chronicling my life June 1, 1987-February 14, 1994, nearly seven years of my life. I wanted a quote Maggie Lauterer wrote on the inside cover just before she gave it to me the night of my high school graduation. From the moment I opened this book, I've been transported back to some good, and a lot of bad. Here is her inscription from Oliver Wendell Holmes: "Some trees grow very tall and straight and large in the forest close together. But some must stand by themselves or they won't grow at all." SATISFIED...

As I roll over in my mind that last point and this book, I'm dumbfounded and speechless. And hey, if you know me, I am never without words. I'm going to pick it up and read it cover to cover. Its a strange feeling like I'm being taught by my minds' reflection in a mirror. As I study, I will remain clean or perhaps put it away and take a shower and wash it all away.

W

The Soup

Winter without snow sucks. Short days, cold winds, dry skin and chapped lips - and still no snow. I watched the news this morning and saw the 200 or so people camping out for Phish tix at the civic center. I know they're feeling the cramps and bone chilling temps. One question: why not use TicketMaster? It makes little to no sense to me.

Decisions. I'm really scared about a choice I'm getting ready to make. In the state of our economy, is it wise for me to swith jobs? And it is always fun when the PAST intersects the NOW. I have to believe someone is getting their rocks off watching me squirm and fret.

I know when it is all said and done, Pack Square will appeal to many. But downtown is such a mess right now. Traffic detours, construction barricades, etc = ugly Asheville. And another Bele Chere will be disrupted by this Asheville eye sore.

I'm down to only one WiiMote now. During his visit last weekend, my friend N decided the WiiMote he was using would somehow perform better with a baptism of tonic water. Alas - he has promised a replacement.

Super Bowl Sunday: having a big party at the church Breakthrough World Outreach Center. Chili cookoff should be good, but I'm going to set this competition out I think. After my last bruising, maybe I'll judge.

Can you believe a diehard Cowboys fan is pulling for the Steelers?

In the beginning...

Today is a new day. Very similar to yesterday - but not quite like tomorrow will be.

I have been intently scouring local blogs lately. You talk about people letting it all hang out! I knew immediatley I had to part of this earth shattering medium!

Chaos drives me. I'm 39 and single. Been single for 3 years. I date occasionally but after the emotional crash of 2005, I think I'll pass on commitment for a while. I have but 2 earthly masters: my 11 year old sheltie LUCKY (cause he was born with 7 toes) and my ever enigmatic cat STORM. Both hold the keys to my kingdom. I'll throw up some pics sometime.

I hate the heat. Supposed to be 95 today. Can't take it! I keep my house a constant 69 degrees. Then when I got to work this morning, the assholes thought it would be funny to have the lobby of the hotel I work at sweltering at 88! A hotel is supposed to be an inviting CLIMATE CONTROLLED oasis - not a sweat lodge! If our warming trend continues the next few years, I'm entertaining the thought of leaving my beloved city and retreating farther north. I love Spring & Fall - it just seems like we skip those seasons now.

I hated Bele Chere this year. I love a party but the HEAT was unbearable. Hats off to the Sky Bar. I felt like I was floating - or was that the Patrone? Fried oysters were good too!

Time for a Aquafina break - Peace!