January 3, 2009

  • Oh This New Year

    Ah, the New Year is upon us and what has transpired so far?

    If there are any resolutions they are surely gone by the wayside –

    change means change and we cannot simply wish that.  Goals are

    a more attainable way of moving on; I’ve bought a loaf of great

    bread after I’ve resolved to reduce my bread intake – go figure!  No Starbucks

    so far and I haven’t even thought about reducing my wine intake.

    But change is change and time is what change is steeped in.

    Now where did I place those goals?

    A wonderful Christmas, visiting friends and relatives –

    a trip to Rochester, NY – yes I did get sick and as of now I

    have transferred it to Carol; what are husbands for?  A down

    key NYE – I was still sick and  Boston was 10° and after the snow

    storm we just had we just hung in.

    And now my honey is sick on the couch and we are hunkering

    in for a long winters night …

December 21, 2008

  • First Day of Winter

    The first day of winter and in the North East and we got buried!  We were going to go and listen to the Back Bay Chorale Society in Boston University’s Marsh Chapel.  Unfortunately old man winter has decided a little dumping was in order and 12″ of fluffy white stuff now sits in my driveway.

    Well we made it out to a brunch with Carol’s parents and saw their injured Dachshund at the veterinary hospital.  But I just couldn’t keep us out on the roads until 7PM after the concert would have ended: the wipers froze up on the windshield twice on the way home.   After Carol’s parents left we hunkered down with the fire drinking Mimosas reading the paper and listened to the plows in the street.  The thump of the plow and growl of the diesel giving us comfort that the roads will be clear in the morning.

    Sometimes just being home, safe and warm with your loved one is the best thing in the world.  I hope you all are having a great Sunday.

December 19, 2008

  • The First Site

    And the first delicious drop of Sunshine touches the US here: Mt. Cadillac on Mt. Desert Isle., ME.
     

  • All Good Deeds – Punished Brutally – The Night Before Christmas

    So the Northeast is receiving 12-18″ of snow.  As part of my good guy soul I said to myself “Self, get thy butt into work early and thy will be rewarded with the divine leaving early.”  And I do.  And by 9AM I’m in a meeting that requires my manager to say “everybody take a deep breath.”  This is actually kind of funny because I was just out of breath from screaming at the resident obstinate who, for reasons known only to him and the rock that served as his hatchery, could not get past the past and move forward to get us to where we all need to be.  I know this is all very vague and nebulous but the moral of the story is when you waste four days of my time because you can’t drop X to get to Y I get a little …. cranky.  The interesting part of the story is … boy Mr. Obstinate seemed to have an attitude adjustment after my, albeit over the top, explosion.  So look, I don’t manage the guy, and unfortunately neither does his manager, so stay out of my way and definitely don’t waste my time because you need to be “large and in charge.”

    And yet, it gets better.  So our hero, who is really me of course because we are all the protagonist in our personal story, is diligently cranking away with sugar plumb faeries named “leaving” and “early” dancing in my head – almost getting ready to put on my boots in fact – when, what to my wondering eyes should appear but an email so lively and quick that it must be from my boss; that prick!  More rapid than eagles his courses they came; and they whistled, and shouted and called me a nasty name: Now, Dirtball! now, Dingbat! now, Pinhead and Vermin!  Why are my transactions failing?  Why did they fail oh why did they all!

    I’ll stop slaughtering the Night Before Christmas now that I’ve vented and ranted and raved.  I left work in the teeth of the storm.  And now I’m home, with my love one; happy, safe and warm!

    Have a great and safe night

December 14, 2008

  • River Fire

    Oh to see the fire in the River,

    its’ glittering flames, sunlit ripples guttering,

    our chapped lips licking.

    The breezes are blowing the mallards,

    an emerald head dips, in their wake,

    bottoms up!

    The old New England farm is burning,

    the late fall sunlight waiting,

    waiting for


    next seasons wind, its white and cheerful bite.

        

October 20, 2008

  • The Mighty Papi has struck out!

    Oh! somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;

    The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light.

    And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;

    But there is no joy on the Muddy River – mighty Papi has Struck Out.

    Written By Ernest Lawrence Thayer, circa 1888 – Adapted by R-n-C

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October 14, 2008

  • Cheers!

    I’m not quite sure the glow has worn off; it has been a little bit over a month and I still have this smile on my face.

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September 23, 2008

September 4, 2008

  • Time is Fleeting

    (63 hours : 30 minutes : 55 seconds)

    Time Warp
    Riff Raff

    It’s astounding
    Time is fleeting
    Madness takes its toll
    But listen closely

    Magenta

    Not for very much longer

    Riff Raff

    I’ve got to keep control
    I remember doing the Time Warp
    Drinking those moments when
    The blackness would hit me

    Riff and Magenta

    And the void would be calling

    Chorus

    Let’s do the Time Warp again
    Let’s do the Time Warp again

    A counter on my web page ticks down the hours until I will be married.

    A friend of mine told me that before your wedding time expands, each perceived day is really three. This explains my lack of memory for most of the month of August.

    The trouble with this is now that it is here, after 18 months of an engagement, I want to enjoy it so much!!! I want to grab the reins of the charging steeds of time and yank back with both fists. I want to sip each chaotic, wonderful, ridiculous and sublime drop rolling each joyous tear in my mouth and holding off “I do” until “we can’t wait” anymore. I want to play the next 72 hours like a symphony full of tempo changes and feel the pianissimo crescendo to the double forte!

    Bring it on – Slowly.

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September 2, 2008

  • Checklist Check

    Ready for the Big Day?  Let’s see

    • Cashier’s check for the reception hall … check (Cha-Ching).
    • Limo Rental ……………. check.
    • Tux Rental ……………..check.
    • Declaration of love written and practiced so I don’t cry …… well, written anyway …….check.
    • Phone calls to mom to try and stave off her forthcoming nervous breakdown ………..check.
    • Play list for the DJ, first dance “What are you doing for the rest of your life”, ………….check.
    • Extra $50 to the DJ if he doesn’t play “Electric (Pathetic) Slide” ….. double and triple check.
    • Extra 6 Gb Memory card for camera, Santa Fe requires it ….. check.

    Getting through the ceremony without collapsing ……… priceless!

    Now if Hurricane Hanna doesn’t crash our party we’ll be O.K.  Just my luck to have another woman arrive and piss of my new bride .

    One of the reasons we are together is because we will get through this together. 

    Have I told her I love her today? ……. check.