Monday, July 30, 2012

Button Bustin Proud - Literally

"For he strengthens the bars of your gates; he blesses your children within you." Psalm 147:13

I've been thinking of starting a new blog.

In trend with a new beginning.

Here are some of the name's I am mulling over.


"Nobody Told Me There Would Be Days Like These"

"What The F*ck Is Happening to My Body?"

"Peaches N Scream" (Although that would be more of the same)

"I Just Threw Up Another $6 Smoothie."

"My Peach Pit"


The choices are limitless really, so for now I'll just proclaim the obvious.

I'm having fun spelling with shells and we're gonna have a....



Friday, July 27, 2012

Brewing Storms of Change

Last Night in NYC...





The Last Love Letter

Maybe it was my overwhelming amazement of the climbing Freedom Tower or the abandoned sadness of the empty seats of a once raucous Shea Stadium.  Could it have been the sheer wonder of midtown's building's standing with straight backs in allegiance to their leader on 34th Street. Possibly it was one emotion or a sum of the city's parts, but something grabbed my heart as I scanned the island's landscape and it didn't let go.

 I am sorry New York. I really do owe you an apology. I've let my waves of nausea, sickening reflect my feelings about you. I have left the empty ache in my belly be filled with contempt towards exactly  what makes you great. I have spit bile into the bowels and let the metallic taste in my mouth leave me with  the ill thought of your existence and my place in it. Please forgive me.

I love you. I've adored claiming you as my own, my way. And as I close the door on the incessant, towering  madness,  I realize I've forgotten the longing once endured to be a part of you. A part of it. How silly of me.

So I need to say this out loud.

Or I fear I'll watch the elusive genie go back in his bottle and I will be left wishing he grant me that last chance to give homage to this grand illusion known as the greatest city in the world.

Thank you New York.  Thank you.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Eat More Altruism

"Only let your manner of life be worthy of the gospel of Christ, so that whether I come and see you or am absent, I may hear of you that you are standing firm in one spirit, with one mind striving side by side for the faith of the gospel." Philippians 1:27

This is my choice, not your suggested mantra.

You know what the problem is with the liberal definition of tolerance? 
 They are intolerant of everyone who does not give license to their lifestyle.
This is hypocrisy.

Chick fil A is not force feeding their beliefs down your throat, so why are your filled with contempt?

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Lunch Hour

"But when the sun rose they were scorched. And since they had no root, they withered away." Matthew 13:6
Everyone can blow out the stale breath they've been holding and enjoy a sigh of relief. The stifling mind crazed heat that brings out the demon even in the sanest of us has broke.
The hot child in the city can draw in a lightened air, thinned from idling cars, bus steam, and cigarette smoke plumes lofting in the thick clouds that cover New York's valuable real estate.
Just when the street walkers had reached a frenzied fever pitch of heat exhaustion, we were thrown into the cold showers to melt away the heavy rage that was cooking on a cement stove.
 I sit at the park's edge counting raindrops and and observe the chronic shielding the storm under an awning.

Over a Cesar Salad, I watch not one, but three men unzip their pants and piss all over the base of a littered light pole.

Thankfully the smell of urine can't compete with the newly cleansed summer air.

I put this notion in the win column and ask for my check.

*Photo from Bobby Williams
**I didn't bring my phone.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Cannabis Can Can Can

"If Marijuana were unknown, and bio-prospectors were suddenly to find it in some remote mountain crevice, it's discovery would no doubt be hailed as a medical breakthrough. Scientists would praise it's potential for treating everything from pain to cancer and marvel at it's rich pharmacopoeia; many of whose chemicals mimic vital molecules in the human body." -The Economist