LO3R's blog: "Random Thoughts...In no particular order"

OK clarification, Bachata is a Spanish style of music, very popular in the Dominican Republic...It's really cool dance music, not very slow, but at a moderate tempo...ok, here's the real blog...Did you know that the Spanish word for WIFE, is also the Spanish word for HANDCUFFS!!!...talk about "Ball and Chain"...LoL...yeah that just popped into my head, it's very lonely in there...

What to say, what to say...First off my thoughts and prayers go out to the residents of Hawaii...living in Florida (Hurricane Hangout) I know first hand the devistation natural disasters bring..."Have you ever been close to tragedy Or been close to folks who have"..."The Impression That I Get"...Mighty Might Bosstones Everyone has had some tragedy in their lives, or have felt someone else go through it...we can all sympathize the pain and suffering, if not than the pain we felt at one time wasn't as bad as we thought...Tragedy is remembered, In Florida Andrew is often brought up...that was the hurricane that destroyed South Florida, Katrina will be remembered for many years...tragedy seems to be a marker for our lives, ask any one and they can tell you excactly what they were doing when tragic events happened...I was driving to school when Challenger exploded, I was getting out of lunch and on my way to band when Reagan was shot, I was in training at a new job during 9/11 etc. etc...hell in Puerto Rico, in the country a elder person age is usually figured out by how many years before or after they born after a hurricane...cataclysmic events happen all the time, and they are used as measuring sticks for time...what we need to do is remember, "Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it"...or something like that...and be compasionate, and even during regular days...don't judge a person by their picture, "you never understand a man (woman) until you walk a mile in their shoes"...or something like that...so all I'm trying to say is don't be critical, be compassionate, if you don't have anything good to say, don't say anything...yeah yeah yeah blah blah blah...that'll never happen but at least I put in my 2 cents

Today I reflect on recent events, and a quote comes to mind, one that causes me to stop and hold back the tears..."A parent should never have to bury a child"...I don't where it was I first heard it, it's a quote I unfortunatly say often, to often...I remember whispering it to myself at my cousin Willie's funeral, ha killed himself...fresh out of high school and kills himself...but I digress...amny know of the past weeks events of which I speak, the senseless killing of innocence...what was once considered the last safe haven for children all over the world has become the final destination for the children, schools...from the United States, to Russia,(brings to mind another Sting song "Russians"), France all over, so you see it's not just here...not only are children dying where they should be safe, but in the streets, there's the obvious war zones, but aren't they all...I am so disgusted, that I can't even think of solutions, and those officials chosen by the people to work for us...remember a government of the people, by the people, for the people...show that they are just as bad...this does not go to party lines it goes to CRIMINAL lines...I'm tired of the left and right politicizing...but that's for another blog...back to the children...some those who we trust to educate, in turn dehumanize them...the French hostage taker, an ex-teacher, from Delaware to Washington state there are teachers who would prey on children...more and more are women, and punishment runs the gambit from hard time Mary Kay Letourneau, to a slap on the wrist, actually not even that Debra LaFave...whats left, robot teachers, home school...I don't know, until a solution comes around, I say a silent prayer, not only for my children, but the children of the world...comments welcome

Another warm day here in West-Central Florida, If it wasn't for the papers declaring the end of Summer, I would have missed the entire thing...That's one of the advantages of living anywhere but here...I was raised up North, and after surveying many folks here seems that there aren't many "locals"...most moved here from there...the mornings are getting cooler, I HATE MORNINGS...I would rather work at night, I consider myself a vampire of sorts...so much in the news, it makes me question the decision made to have children, what type of world will I leave, I'm not talking about Social Security, which isn't, or even the enviroment...just wonder what my legacy to my children will be...my mother legacy was strength, will as she got sicker, I really hated the fact that it left her, I hope to never get that way...I want to be able to give to my children always, the strength they need, pick them up, and make them independant like my mother made me...she always said, my boy will never have to depend on a woman for anything, come to find out later that meant she never really wanted to me to be married, but she had shown me how to be on my own, and I think she may have felt betrayed when I got married, not once but twice...you see I'm a shy person, only really had 4 what can be called relationships, and in all of them the girl made the first move...those of you that get to know me better will find this hard to believe, but that is because like the Wizard of Oz, I hide behind the computer, the way he hid behind the curtain...I'm sure my ex's would say I was never shy, but if they had never made any type of advancement, they would have never found the other me...the one that jokes, with the quick wit...the one that says I was put on this earth to make people laugh...then there is the true me...darker than a person deserves to be, the serious one, the moody one, some have seen glimpses, but never the full picture...one day I may, as Pink Floyd said, "Tear Down The Wall"...till then be prepared to laugh, be touched, in a nice way, as you get to know the me I show the world, if you ever chat with me you'll notice "Mr. Happy-Go-Lucky"...But take a good look at my face, you'll see my smile looks out of place, if you look closer its easy to trace...the tracks of my tears...~PEACE~M1K3Y