Back After a Brief Intermssion

I had about 15 bad things happen to me today. I'm done.

The kids are going to the beach next week with their mother and I am thinking about taking that time and getting out of town for a while. 

I may or may not ever write here again. If I made the decision right now then I would probably not continue this. 

I have everyones emails and you all have mine. I will keep in touch regardless of what happens.

See you all soon,

W

The Things We Do For Love

I've been talking to a friend of mine about music and playlists. Playlists for those who aren't in the know are a group of songs that usually follow a theme. In the old days I use to tape songs off of records (way back in the day) then give the tape to whatever girl I was crushin' on at the time. A good playlist might score me a kiss and a bad one well, we won't go there.

ANYWAY

While going through some of my music for this new playlist I'm working on I came across this song. It made me think of Arte and Lola and so I dedicate it to them.

They Stood Up For Love


Naked lovers feel the blood beneath their veins
Electric nerves comunicate
With tiny explosions through our brains
Who is this energy that never left or came?
Give rise to passion the only glory
Of this human story

I give my heart and soul to the one

We spend all of our lives goin out of our minds
Lookin back to our birth, forward to our demise
Even scientists say, everything is just light
Not created, destroyed but eternally bright
Masters in everytime lord in every place
Those who stood up for love down in spite of the hate
In spite of the hate

Who put the flower in the barrel of that gun?
Who lit the candle, started the fire,
Burnt down the fortress, the throne?
Who could house all the refugees in a single shack
Or a lowly bungalow?
Who lives in a different dimension, free from the
Struggles we know?

I give my heart and soul to the one

We spend all of our lives goin out of our minds
Lookin back to our birth, forward to our demise
Even scientists say everything is just light
Not created, destroyed but eternally bright
Masters in everytime lord in every place
Those who stood up for love down in spite of the hate
We spend all of our lives goin out of our minds
They live in the light

We made it to the moon
But we cant make it home
Waitin on a rescue that never comes
Made it to the moon
But we cant make it home
Maybe home is where the heart is given up
To the one, to the one

We spend all of our lives goin out of our minds
Lookin back to our birth, forward to our demise
We spend all of our lives goin out of our minds
They live, they

They stood up for love
Stood up for love
Stood up for love
They stood up for love
Stood up for love
Stood up for love

We spend all of our lives goin out of our minds
Masters in everytime
We spend all of our lives goin out of our minds
Stood up for love

Honky Tonk Women

Give it up for Billy

Power Windows

There is a story behind this song. Maybe I'll get around to talking about it someday.

Ok so I find myself out on that old familiar ledge again. I believe that trepidation can kill a mans soul faster then any bad woman can. Luckily, at least in my experience, the good women outnumber the bad. HOWEVER let us not forget the bad ones are out there. And god give us the wisdom to see 'em coming. Our fears are what screw us up. I wish I could remember that.

My problem, among the many I have listed here already, is that I'm too sensitive. Well rephrase - I'm too sensitive for society's view of men. Too sensitive, too emotional, too open. And the last week or so has made me very conscience of this fact. But you all know that right? I figure most of you who read this knows what's going on in my life at this moment.   No matter how together I may sound (hey, in my head I sound together) I'm really not so much. So I think I throw people off a bit. But I don't want to be like other guys really. Most guys suck and they far outnumber the good guys. Not that I consider myself a good guy but I like to at least think that I'm not one of the bad ones.

...and I wish I could just come out and say stuff on MY blog without worrying because I am so sick of having to mail out decoder rings to everyone who reads this. This blog is beginning to make me feel worse not better. I don't do the holding back thing well. I guess you all know this too. Maybe I should just stop for a while.

In other news, a friend of mine is considering jumping back into the marriage saddle. All I can say is that I wish him all the best. I hope the woman knows what a great guy he is and I hope she says yes. And I truly hope that we can get together one day and have that beer we keep talking about.

Night Guys

I Want it All and I Want it NOW

Tonight I feel happy, I would dare say bordering on schoolgirl giddy. It's been a good night.

In other and totally unrelated news - 

The other day I received an email from a professor from a college in Texas. He asked me to fill out a survey on a study he is doing about stay at home fathers. I checked him out on the web and he seems to have a strong interest on the subject of us stay at home fathers as he has already written a couple of papers on the the subject. I hope the info I gave him helped. Stay at home dads need all the attention and support that they can get.

Ok, I'm off to resume being giddy.......

Night :)

Big City Nights

I'm feeling soulful.

I hope everyone who is reading this understands why I can't talk about a bunch of stuff. Everything is moving towards the courts now and the less I say about things the better. Well, better for my lawyer that is. For me it kinda sucks.

Like being able to open up here. My own virtual Confessional. If you aren't writing your stuff down then maybe you should think about starting. We all have stuff.

My dad writes. He will write and write then throw it all away. Not sure why he does that exactly but it works for him. I'm not really sure why I put it all out in this blog. I mean there are way more personal ways of doing it. But whatever, here I am.

The kids are doing ok. I will be having them here Tuesday and Wednesday. Jessie seems to be doing better than Nikki. Nikki concerns me a bit. She a thinker. I don't think she gets it yet, but then I don't think I get it either. We talk about it and I've been doing my best to help her understand but she's stubborn and if it's not 'her way' then it makes things difficult. 

As for me, my life is getting......interesting. Complicated but interesting. But then those two seem to go hand in hand with me. It's all good though, I'm starting to see some light at the end of this tunnel. I hope to be able to be less cryptic later.

Bye.

Sometimes a backyard fireworks show is better.