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Vogon Poetry

I think I'm going to use THIS VOGON POETRY GENERATOR to write all of my poetry for now on.

Look at this masterpiece!

See, see the Troubled sky
Marvel at its big Day-Glow Orange depths.
Tell me, Donald Trump do you
Wonder why the Bernie Sanders ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel distraught.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your scabbrugulins facial growth
That looks like
A Rancid Orange Cheddar Cheese
What's more, it knows
Your pussygrabber potting shed
Smells of money.
Everything under the big Troubled sky
Asks why, why do I even bother?
You only charm Republican Policies.

The Ouch of Life

Back in January, right after filming "Bum Fit" for Welcome To Lovejoy, I woke up the following Monday with acute pain in my right knee. Now, that in itself isn't unusual, but it was significantly more painful than I had felt since I injured it playing sports in 8th grade. Of course, being a man I shrugged it off, and just fought through the pain for the day, assuming I could walk it off, and it would get better.

But it didn't get better.

And within a week, the pain had shifted to my hip, and my left knee. Then to my ankles. And after two weeks of ankle pain, my ankles, and feet began to swell, while my wrists, and elbows began to feel a very similar pain. I'm stubborn. Even at this point I hesitated to go to the doctor, but at the urging of my kids, and my girlfriend, and several friends, I relented. A full day of physical exams, blood work, and x-rays revealed nothing.

I continued to experience the pain, but was treating the swelling in my ankles. I decided to go back to seeing a chiropractor regularly. Julie discussed my situation, and mentioned she has seen many similar cases. Some she treated successfully, and others were a bit more challenging. We began twice-a-week sessions to see if we could correct whatever it is that was going on.

I missed about two straight months of going to the gym. I was struggling to get up in the morning due to the pain. Stairs were ugly, but I forced myself to take them at work. Walking was difficult; running nearly impossible. But with Julie's help, I started seeing improvements within a couple of weeks. It's amazing how much better I feel now that vertebrae actually move noticeably better in my neck, and back. Things crack when I move again, which many might not consider a good thing, but it means that I at least have better mobility in the joints. I realized that a while ago, all of that cracking stopped. Things were seizing up. Pressure was building on the nerves of my central nervous system. Small aches, and pains should have been my warning, but I ignored them, and as I usually do, performed through them, regardless of what I needed to do.

I can run again now. It feels so good. I'm back to a semi-normal (normal for me) gym routine, and making progress toward my goals. I put on about ten pounds just from not being able to move well, and now I'm dropping that weight. I have a goal of 30 more.

But with soccer season upon me again, I know I can run with the kids. Things aren't back to the right strength, and endurance yet, but I'm making good progress.

The recognition here needs to be that I cannot ignore a single part of my body as I get older. I especially have to take care of the control centers that manage the whole thing. Back issues, even when they don't seem like back issues, can cause so much grief....

Our Social Decay

It's still up to men to be the initiators of all things relationshipy or romantic, right?

Be the first to ask someone out.

Be the one to come up with the ideas.

Initiate intimacy.

But the general message across the board is, don't assume a woman wants you to, so if you do initiate, and she isn't into it, then you're a bad person for trying.

The caveat of the "if she isn't into it" part is the general shallowness that pervades all of humanity. Just about everyone bases those initial feelings, and judgments on looks. So for someone who looks like me, this day and age, I most likely would be seen as an unwelcomed advancer in almost all scenarios. Which would leave me with online dating, where someone can get to know me before seeing me I guess....

Awesome.

Not that I'm concerned right now. But the direction we're all moving in is a bit frightening....

Try For Me, Try For The Future

Only through the explicit sharing of our thoughts, feelings and fears can we begin to understand each other. Only through opening our minds and embracing our essence can we live a life of tolerance. Only through this tolerance and our want for a better world can we truly give our love to each other. But everything must start with communication and open minds.

Originally written March 15, 2010