11 Random’s

To be honest I’m not sure how to intro into this post because it’s just so random. Lately I’ve started following some very interesting bloggers one of whom happens to be @According2Jewls. This young woman is quite the writer. Funny and sassy and not afraid to tell it like it is, an attribute I really appreciate. While perusing her blog at According to Jewels, I came across her 11 Things post. I love these kinds of post. I enjoy randomness and jump a the chance at answering random questions because it gives me a chance to be witty and humorous, and since she asked for volunteers instead of  tagging people to participate I decided I’d jump at the request. Here’s go nothing.

Here are 11 random and totally true things about myself:

  1. My grandfather was Irish. I never met him but it explains a lot when it comes to my family.
  2. I’m the last of 14 children. It’s somewhat complicated, maybe I’ll write about it if enough people ask.
  3. I played college basketball, but quit in my first year. I have authority issues.
  4. I have climbed a volcano.
  5. I studied classical piano for almost a decade. I don’t play as much these days but I hope to buy a piano in the near future.
  6. I suffer from a rare eye condition called Keratoconus.
  7. Although I was born and raised in the Caribbean I dislike warm weather and much prefer the cold.
  8. I don’t like country music.
  9. I’m an aspiring film producer and hope to own my own production company.
  10.  I flirtatious. I love flirting. Most times I don’t even know when I’m doing it and more often that not it gets me into trouble.
  11. I speak and understand 2 different languages other that English.

Here comes the fun part. Answering Jewel’s questions!

  1. What side of the bed do you sleep on?
    My side.
  2. Do you believe in ghosts?
    Only the ones I can see.
  3. Would you be willing to go on a cross-country (driving) trip with me?
    Sure why not. As long as you’re paying for gas.
  4. If you could only watch one show for the rest of your life what would it be?
    Oh man that’s a tough one. Just one show? I think it would have to be Tosh.0, cause that show is incredibly funny.
  5. If you could only read one author until the end of time who would it be?
    Seriously? What’s with these questions? J. K. Rowling probably.
  6. If you HAD to get something pierced what would it be?
    I would say my tongue but that’s already pierced. So I guess my nipple? It has to be something concealable.
  7. Given a choice of a mystery meaning Chinese symbol, butterfly, or zodiac tattoo which would you pick? (You HAVE to pick one)
  8. Would you rather have sex with Wilford Brimley/Susan Boyle or give up sex for good?
    This is fucked up. Smh. Susan Boyle.
  9. What would you pay for a vaccination that prevents kids from being bitchy, sassy, dickheads?
    Nothing. Why would I pay for a vaccine when I can just give them a “random snuggle punch”?
  10. Would you rather serve a week in prison or try to survive for a year alone in a jungle?
    FUCK! Did it have to be a year in the jungle? It couldn’t have been 1 month? While I’m very capable of surviving in the jungle a year is a long fucking time. So I’d probably go for a week in prison. But I’d probably punch a guard or something so that I get put in solitary the entire week.
  11. What is it about nice people who attract total idiots?
    Beats me. I think everyone attracts idiots on an equal basis. Nice people are just more prone to dealing with it.

Now for my 11 random ass questions:

  1. What is your favorite Rock band of all time?
  2. If you could be any animal what would you be and why?
  3. If you could have a super power what would it be and for what purpose?
  4. What’s the most adventurous thing that you have done or would like to do?
  5. Star Wars or Star Trek?
  6. If your house was on fire what’s the first thing you would grab before getting to safety?
  7. Would you rather be naked in broad daylight in Time Square for 1 hour or blind and deaf for 15 minutes?
  8. Why is there a Mid-West in the US but not a Mid-East?
  9. What’s the one thing in your life that you regret?
  10. What would you do with $1,000,000 dollars?
  11. If your blue and you don’t know where to go to, why don’t you go where fashion sits?

Well that’s it for me. Some of these questions are totally random and retarded but I had fun with this anyway. Feel free to do a post of your own and answer my random ass questions. I’d be more than interested in seeing your responses.



My Mind In Turmoil

Two posts in one night/morning/day? This has to be some kind of a record. Anyway, like I said in my previous post. I can’t sleep. I have a shit ton on my mind and it’s starting to cause me some sleepless nights. What are these problems? Well without getting into specifics, my issues range from, money to stress to work to family and the list goes on and on. I tend to keep lots of things bottled up inside and it’s getting to the point where the pressure is building and the top is about to blow.

And I know what you’re saying, “You should probably talk to someone about it, it would help”. Yes, I’m sure it would help, but I tend to be a very private person and of the few people I would be willing to talk to about it, one of them I’m not allowed to talk to anymore and the other I don’t feel entirely comfortable sharing with because some of my issues involve them. I’ve found myself in a conundrum.

Just a few minutes ago I stepped outside to get some of the cool February air on my skin and it just so happened to be raining. Without thinking I walked in to the street lifted my face up to the sky and allowed the rain to dot my face. For a brief moment the cool drops of water seemed to clear my mind and everything sort of washed away. It was freeing to not care about who was looking at me from their apartment window or that they may thing I’m crazy. I allowed took a few deep breaths inhaling the cold air and allowed muscles to relax. I was momentarily at peace. If only it were permanent and that easy. My brief respite had to end.

If only I could really find a way to wash my problems and be happy again.


Dangers Of Insomnia

Why the hell I’m up so late is beyond me. Maybe it has to do with the fact that this has been an emotionally rough week for me with the tons of things I’m dealing with mentally. In either case I find myself up after midnight mindlessly flipping through the channels on the TV hoping to find something to entertain me until the Sandman pays me a visit. Here’s the thing. I think watching the tube this late at night can be a double-edged sword and I’m about to tell you why. On one hand there the chance that you may find something to watch that will numb your mind long enough for you to drift off into dream land, be it an old sitcom, a semi-decent movie, or random infomercials. THEN there’s the all to possible chance that you can run across Skinemax or in my case Real Sex.

I’m usually not up this late like I said earlier, but tonight I just couldn’t get to sleep. So browsing the channel guide I happened to stumble across Real Sex. I haven’t seen this show in FOREVER! I usually don’t watch it(not like I’m usually up to see it anyway) but my curiosity and obvious lack of sleep got the better of me. I don’t have anything against the show personally. In most cases it’s just exploring the different characteristics of sex in our society in a very non-judgmental way and most times it’s quite interesting. However I am flesh and blood human and I’d be lying if I said that it wasn’t arousing in some cases. In the episode they were showing tonight, the bit that I caught was about this woman who had a sex workshop for couple in her home. There were 5 or 6 couples engaging in sex while taking tips and advice from this lady walking around the room critiquing them. To be honest it was actually quite impressive. These couples has broken down the barriers of privacy and modesty to engage in love-making knowing that others were watching and probably being aroused even more by the thought that they were being watch. I’m sure the experience was quite freeing. It was innocent, honest sex without any pornographic elements involved. It was pure. I admire them.

Sigh. My insomnia continues.


Happy Valentine’$ Day!

“I don’t understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine’s Day.  When I think about romance, the last thing on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon.”  ~Author Unknown

Initially I intended to write a poem for this festive day, but decided to go in a different direction.

Today, February 14th, is known around the world as Valentine’s Day. It is a day celebrated by giving our significant others greeting cards(originally called Valentines), flowers, and confections. On this day people are prompted to reflect on the love they have for a special someone or someones and as such express that affection. However, over the years this day has also served as a reminder for many single individuals (mostly women), of how alone they are and as such this day can be quite bitter-sweet. But has anyone actually stopped to think about how this day originated?

Valentine’s Day got its namesake from one or more Christian martyrs whose name was Valentinus. For those of you who aren’t familiar with what a martyr is you can click here. Any who, Saint Valentines was persecuted and killed because he refused to convert to Roman Paganism. That’s it. End of story. There were no romantic elements associated with him whatsoever. He wasn’t killed because he “believed in a thing called love” (hehe score for The Darkness reference. Over 1000 years later however, a man by the name of Geoffrey Chaucer(maybe you’ve heard of him), got the crazy notion to associate this day with romantic love in a poem he wrote in 1382, and because people usually don’t do their homework, they were bamboozled into thinking this should be a customary practice.

Here we are centuries later and this holiday has turned into a billion dollar business fleecing many for their hard-earned dollars. Please don’t misunderstand, I’m not bitter about today in any way. To be honest I think the initial concept behind this idea is a very noble one, but like most other holidays that we celebrate I believe it has lost most of its meaning in favor for commercialism. Sites like Proflowers, FTD and Hallmark are making a killing today (average sales ranging between $50 and $150) because people are spending 100’s of dollars on flowers, candy and jewelry. Think about this, I’m not sure what it’s like in any other state, but here in Maryland on any giving day I can drive by a little Mexican man selling a bouquet of flowers for only $5. Greeting cards are always on sale in most stores and chocolates and sweets are never in short supply. So what’s stopping us from showing our love each and every day? Don’t you think your significant other would appreciate the gesture on a regular basis instead of one misinterpreted day a year? I guarantee that if people put as much effort into showing love to their significant others all year round like they are doing today, the idea of Valentine”s Day would become obsolete.

Happy Valentine’s Day!


A Chat with Love

“Hey Love, is that you? How have you been?
Me? Oh, I’ve been around, you know, just chillin’.
It’s really good to see you, do you have time for a chat?
Really? That’s great! We have so much to discuss in fact.”

“What have I been up to? Oh, not much really.
I spend some time with Stress these days, and you know how that can be.
Heartbreak seems to come around a lot more than I want her to.
In fact the last time I saw her I mistook her for you.”

“Loneliness drops by at least once a day,
I try not to listen to anything he has to say.
And Life is still a bitch! No lie.
You know the only way to get away from her is to die.”

“Enough about me Love it’s your turn, what’s good?
You don’t seem to come around as often as you should.
I’ve been trying to get a hold of you now for some time,
But even when you weren’t around I’d just think of you and smile.”

“Quite a bit of people have been trying to reach you Love,
Although all they seem to find are just imitations of.
I even have a friend that doesn’t believe you exist.
She feels that you’re imagined, a dream, fantasy or myth.”

“She thinks she may have glimpsed you once,
But it was Heartache in disguise,
I could feel her pain from miles away,
I could see it in her eyes.”

“You really need to meet her Love,
She’ll be hesitant at first, a little.
We can have a menage-a-trios,
With you right in the middle.”

“Actually Love, please stick around,
And stay as long as you like.
Point in fact, we wouldn’t mind,
If you stayed for the rest of our lives.”