I just finished watching the season finale of Touch and it inspired a post of same name and tonight's episode inspired even more.
I know I was on this earth, in this Universe, to make a difference, a positive force in the world and for the last few weeks, I haven't felt that. In all honesty, I felt like I had no purpose or need to be in this world. That I was just going through the motions of living without really being alive.
It took a fire alarm and animal love paid in sloppy kisses from a pit bull to remind me of why I was here. It took a simple scene in a TV show to tell me I already knew why I was here.
I had fallen off the path and I had stopped listening to the Universe and the signs. I don't why I stopped, I just did and my heart and soul stopped with it. It happens every so often. I could blame being busy with work, family, friends, and so on but the only person to blame is myself.
I stopped believing and having faith.
I stopped looking up at the stars.
I stopped taking a deep breath just to enjoy the moment.
I stopped letting the lives of other touch me and my life touching others.
It's weird sensation to realize where you need to be but not knowing how to get there. It's even crazier to realize that somehow after all is said and done that things work out...by a margin, by a hair, by a few cents, by whatever thread of life it was suppose to work out.
We all stumble every now and then. We all take the path less chosen but it's not necessarily the wrong path. It's the journey we're suppose to experience. It's the flowers growing along side us or the crumbling building on the other side of the road we're suppose to learn from. And if the path we are taking leads to a dead end...I either climb over it, keep on going, or find a new route.
Tonight, I found the hope, the belief, and the faith again. To find it, I had to fall of the path and loose sight of what was important. Tonight, my eyes are focused again.
Tonight, I feel whole again.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Songs of My Life: May 2012
Going Down in Flames by The Constellations
I love, love, love this band. They are fun, rocking, and booty shaking. This song is from their Sold Out EP and is just dirty and booty moving. When I hear this song, I am reminded to do epic shit.
Bring 'Em Down by Lostprophets
This song is just a reminder that life is short and that I should never give up.
La La by Cab
I heard this song on WNCW and fell in love with it. It's catchy and a great summer song.
The Basement by Eric Hutchinson
I adore Eric. His music is toe tapping fun and this song is exactly that. I dare you not to dance to this.
Young, Wild, & Free by Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa
A reminder that I can always be young, wild, and free
The Little Things by Carlos Bertonatti
Another reminder song...life is short. Let's enjoy it.
Oh My Sweet Carolina by Ryan Adams
This version is from his iTunes Session and is just beautiful.
Chambermaid Swing by Parov Stelar
I don't know anything about this artist other than this song is in a commercial. I bought it because I heard it in the commercial and it sounded fun and bright. It just makes me tap my toes.
The Fighter by Gym Class Heroes
I just really like the lyrics to this song. Never stop fighting.
Three Little Birds by Karen David
This song is featured in the pilot episode of Touch. One of three shows I watch. I really just like how she covered this song.
I love, love, love this band. They are fun, rocking, and booty shaking. This song is from their Sold Out EP and is just dirty and booty moving. When I hear this song, I am reminded to do epic shit.
Bring 'Em Down by Lostprophets
This song is just a reminder that life is short and that I should never give up.
La La by Cab
I heard this song on WNCW and fell in love with it. It's catchy and a great summer song.
The Basement by Eric Hutchinson
I adore Eric. His music is toe tapping fun and this song is exactly that. I dare you not to dance to this.
Young, Wild, & Free by Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa
A reminder that I can always be young, wild, and free
The Little Things by Carlos Bertonatti
Another reminder song...life is short. Let's enjoy it.
Oh My Sweet Carolina by Ryan Adams
This version is from his iTunes Session and is just beautiful.
Chambermaid Swing by Parov Stelar
I don't know anything about this artist other than this song is in a commercial. I bought it because I heard it in the commercial and it sounded fun and bright. It just makes me tap my toes.
The Fighter by Gym Class Heroes
I just really like the lyrics to this song. Never stop fighting.
Three Little Birds by Karen David
This song is featured in the pilot episode of Touch. One of three shows I watch. I really just like how she covered this song.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Airstream Daydream
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| This is a perfect home to me. |
When I moved from 418 to 470, I got ride of 70% of everything I owned. Books, furniture, clothing, knick knacks, etc. The other 30%, if I could toss it all, I would have started from scratch.
I want the above. Right on or near a beach in Australia. Any beach will do. And if it can't be Australia, I'll take Key West.
My goal in 2012 was to pay off debt and be done with it. I realized today it's going to be more like 2013 and that broke my spirit. All these glorious and grand ideas I had, I'm having to shelve or put on hold. I may even have to pull some of my days in Key West, but if not, I will go broke doing the trip and I am actually okay with that. It's like Australia. I won't regret going. I have to go. There is no choosing of do you need it or want it. It's a need. Addicts have their drugs. My soul has travel.
Of course, I would like my fairy Godmother to come and wave a magic wand, have my lottery numbers hit, or get a killer bonus/raise at work...
Those things...I no longer wish for...
I just wish for the simple things in life...for me, it's ocean water and travel.
It gets me through...
Someday I will be living in an airstream by the beach with my dog and my laptop. That's all I need.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Young, Wild, and Free
"So what we get drunk. So what we don't sleep. We're just having fun. We don't care who sees. So what we go out. That's how it's suppose to be. Living young and wild and free"
That's how this weekend was. Another epic Memorial Day Weekend with some of the best, funniest, and entertaining friends on the planet.
Weekends like this are a reminder to me that life is short and that I don't have to validate anything I do because I am young and free.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Good Time Activist Drinking Rules
In honor of Memorial Day and the Mojito Memorial Madness Party of 2010, I give you drinking rules for Memorial Day.
Drinking Rules
.5 Drink Mojitos (or whatever your drink of choice is)
1. Hyrdate while you dehydrate
2. Never drink on an empty stomach
3. Keep drinking
4. Point with your elbow
5. Pass on the left. Watch out for the gimp.
6. Don’t apologize for partying
7. Pour oneout for your dead homies
8. Sharpie is TOTALLY legal…especially if your ass passes out!
9. Rule 8 does not apply to Mark Gray
10. Rule 9 is for BITCHES
11. Quit being a vagina and take the shot!
Drinking Rules
.5 Drink Mojitos (or whatever your drink of choice is)
1. Hyrdate while you dehydrate
2. Never drink on an empty stomach
3. Keep drinking
4. Point with your elbow
5. Pass on the left. Watch out for the gimp.
6. Don’t apologize for partying
7. Pour one
8. Sharpie is TOTALLY legal…especially if your ass passes out!
9. Rule 8 does not apply to Mark Gray
10. Rule 9 is for BITCHES
11. Quit being a vagina and take the shot!
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| From Mojito Madness 2010 |
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
John Tortorella: He Is Who He Is
There is something fascinating about John Tortorella. I love his "fuck off" attitude toward the media and I love the "no fuck you Torts" attitude the media has towards him.
He says what's on his mind. He answers truthfully or just doesn't answer at all. He's passionate about job and his team.
He is who he is and he doesn't apologize for it. That is something I can respect.
He says what's on his mind. He answers truthfully or just doesn't answer at all. He's passionate about job and his team.
He is who he is and he doesn't apologize for it. That is something I can respect.
Monday, May 21, 2012
Hockey Superstitions
If you're a hockey fan, there is 99.9% chance you have a hockey superstition just like many of the players that play.
Some tape their sticks from left to right or right to left. Some put their right skate on first, lace it up, and then the left.
Watch a goalie when he enters the crease...he of course scratches up the ice and stretches out, but what about the tap of the crossbar over each shoulder? Superstition or Habit?
Being a fan, I have my own superstitions. Heading into Round 3 with the Rangers vs Devils, I carried a sweatshirt one my best friends wore during the Game 7 against the Caps. I listened to the radio broadcast vs the televised broadcast in Game One. They won. In Game Two, I wore the jersey and watched the game. They lost. In Game Three, I returned to Game One vibe...carry jersey, listen to broadcast. They won.
Deep down inside, I know that where I sit, what I'm wearing, what I'm doing, etc has no effect on the game. I don't control it through some white or black magic. I, in fact, have no outcome on the game, but I can't help but feel that dedicated to my team(s).
And if the listening vs watching the Game tonight changes, I'll change my habit as well.
It's just the way us sports fan think.
Some tape their sticks from left to right or right to left. Some put their right skate on first, lace it up, and then the left.
Watch a goalie when he enters the crease...he of course scratches up the ice and stretches out, but what about the tap of the crossbar over each shoulder? Superstition or Habit?
Being a fan, I have my own superstitions. Heading into Round 3 with the Rangers vs Devils, I carried a sweatshirt one my best friends wore during the Game 7 against the Caps. I listened to the radio broadcast vs the televised broadcast in Game One. They won. In Game Two, I wore the jersey and watched the game. They lost. In Game Three, I returned to Game One vibe...carry jersey, listen to broadcast. They won.
Deep down inside, I know that where I sit, what I'm wearing, what I'm doing, etc has no effect on the game. I don't control it through some white or black magic. I, in fact, have no outcome on the game, but I can't help but feel that dedicated to my team(s).
And if the listening vs watching the Game tonight changes, I'll change my habit as well.
It's just the way us sports fan think.
Let's Talk Hockey Love
We're in the 3rd round of playoffs and I haven't blogged at all.
Though hockey is my passion, writing about hockey falls behind it. Sometimes way behind my love of hockey. I'd like to say I'm knowledgeable in all things hockey, but I am far from it. I'm often in awe of the random facts, statistics, etc that announcers and other writers know.
I started The Hockey Maven so I could just talk and tweet about hockey with out alienating my friends who follow my personal blog and Twitter who don't give a rats ass about hockey. (Yes, I blog about hockey on personal site too, but this site is all hockey, all the time).
Today, as I had a moment to actually write a small post for work about hockey, I realized what a joy it is to talk about hockey or even write about it and that I don't do it enough. It makes me happy, and who doesn't want to be happy.
So this is my promise to myself and to anyone who may follow this blog, I'm going to write about hockey more. I might not be able to throw 1001 random facts or statistics at you but I can research it, quote verified statistics, and so on. I also might not be the best hockey writer out there, but I will give you my god's honest opinion and if you're okay with that, then this journey will be fun.
Though hockey is my passion, writing about hockey falls behind it. Sometimes way behind my love of hockey. I'd like to say I'm knowledgeable in all things hockey, but I am far from it. I'm often in awe of the random facts, statistics, etc that announcers and other writers know.
I started The Hockey Maven so I could just talk and tweet about hockey with out alienating my friends who follow my personal blog and Twitter who don't give a rats ass about hockey. (Yes, I blog about hockey on personal site too, but this site is all hockey, all the time).
Today, as I had a moment to actually write a small post for work about hockey, I realized what a joy it is to talk about hockey or even write about it and that I don't do it enough. It makes me happy, and who doesn't want to be happy.
So this is my promise to myself and to anyone who may follow this blog, I'm going to write about hockey more. I might not be able to throw 1001 random facts or statistics at you but I can research it, quote verified statistics, and so on. I also might not be the best hockey writer out there, but I will give you my god's honest opinion and if you're okay with that, then this journey will be fun.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Working Out
I hate working out. I hate everything about it. The aches, the pains, the act of it and so on. I do enjoy the benefits of it, so I put myself through the torture of it all. And to me, it is torture. Some people enjoy working out. I am not one of those. No matter how much endorphins are released, the very thought of working out makes me cringe.
Yet, I do understand the need to work out.
Today, I went on a walk/jog/run for the first time out doors since April 21st...I've done a couple of walk/jog/runs on the treadmill and it's not the same. I realized how out of shape I was from my last run or how out of shape I felt.
It motivated me.
It put a fire inside me again. One to take care of myself physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually.
I may not like working out but as I said, the benefits I do like.
So here I am, once again, making the world knowledgeable of my goals...
4-5 days walk/jog/run
3-4 days of strength
7 days of yoga
Now, I just need to stop making excuses.
Yet, I do understand the need to work out.
Today, I went on a walk/jog/run for the first time out doors since April 21st...I've done a couple of walk/jog/runs on the treadmill and it's not the same. I realized how out of shape I was from my last run or how out of shape I felt.
It motivated me.
It put a fire inside me again. One to take care of myself physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually.
I may not like working out but as I said, the benefits I do like.
So here I am, once again, making the world knowledgeable of my goals...
4-5 days walk/jog/run
3-4 days of strength
7 days of yoga
Now, I just need to stop making excuses.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Spontaneity
spon·ta·ne·i·ty noun \ˌspän-tə-ˈnē-ə-tē, -ˈnā-\
Definition of SPONTANEITY
1 : the quality or state of being spontaneous
2 : voluntary or undetermined action or movement; also : its source
When it comes to vacations, I am not spontaneous. I am a planner when it comes to vacations. I research prices, hotel, etc. I planned Australia for a year. Even though I go to Key West every year and stay in the same place, I start planning the trip about three weeks after I return for the following year.
Today, in a fit of spontaneity, my dear friend and travel partner in crime, Amy and I booked a trip to Montego Bay.
Why is that spontaneous?
We were presented with a rare opportunity and the decision had to be made by midnight tonight.
Decision made. We were taking the trip and with in fifteen minutes had a Caribbean island narrowed down to a select few and even further narrowed down moments after that.
By the way, did I mention, Amy is a planner too. More so than me.
But here we are, on a Friday afternoon with 2 flights to Montego Bay booked. We have no hotel booked. I don't know a thing about Montego Bay except the word Montego is in a Beach Boys song and that it's in Jamaica.
But in November, I'm going for my birthday.
I told Amy that this is how I will treat the rest of the trip. Fly by the seat of my pants. I have no doubt it will turn out to be one of my best birthdays ever.
I mean, come on, I'll be in Jamaica with an ocean breeze in my hair, a fruity cocktail in my hand, and laughing at the spontaneity of two friends who love to travel.
It's a win, win.
Definition of SPONTANEITY
1 : the quality or state of being spontaneous
2 : voluntary or undetermined action or movement; also : its source
When it comes to vacations, I am not spontaneous. I am a planner when it comes to vacations. I research prices, hotel, etc. I planned Australia for a year. Even though I go to Key West every year and stay in the same place, I start planning the trip about three weeks after I return for the following year.
Today, in a fit of spontaneity, my dear friend and travel partner in crime, Amy and I booked a trip to Montego Bay.
Why is that spontaneous?
We were presented with a rare opportunity and the decision had to be made by midnight tonight.
Decision made. We were taking the trip and with in fifteen minutes had a Caribbean island narrowed down to a select few and even further narrowed down moments after that.
By the way, did I mention, Amy is a planner too. More so than me.
But here we are, on a Friday afternoon with 2 flights to Montego Bay booked. We have no hotel booked. I don't know a thing about Montego Bay except the word Montego is in a Beach Boys song and that it's in Jamaica.
But in November, I'm going for my birthday.
I told Amy that this is how I will treat the rest of the trip. Fly by the seat of my pants. I have no doubt it will turn out to be one of my best birthdays ever.
I mean, come on, I'll be in Jamaica with an ocean breeze in my hair, a fruity cocktail in my hand, and laughing at the spontaneity of two friends who love to travel.
It's a win, win.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Doing Nothing
It's be a week and some days since I posted last. May is crazy. It's the 16th and I feel like I've had my ass kicked all across the month of May. I still have 15 days to go. If I can make it to next weekend without snapping, I'll be all right.
It's crazy months like these that I can withdraw from the world even thought I'm busy as hell with work, friends, etc. On the days I don't have anything, I can just sit on my couch in one of my favorite hockey team shirts and do nothing but watch hockey.
I desperately need what I'm doing right now: sitting in a Rangers, laptop with me, and watching the Rangers vs Devils Game 2.
I am so exhausted. Actually, exhausted doesn't even begin to describe how tired I feel.
I can't wait until next weekend where I can do nothing for 4 straight days.
It's crazy months like these that I can withdraw from the world even thought I'm busy as hell with work, friends, etc. On the days I don't have anything, I can just sit on my couch in one of my favorite hockey team shirts and do nothing but watch hockey.
I desperately need what I'm doing right now: sitting in a Rangers, laptop with me, and watching the Rangers vs Devils Game 2.
I am so exhausted. Actually, exhausted doesn't even begin to describe how tired I feel.
I can't wait until next weekend where I can do nothing for 4 straight days.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
930 Road Miles
Last week, I put on 930 road miles onto my traveling adventures. Some would gawk at that many miles, as a traveler, I revel in it.
Monday, April 23rd - 486 round trip miles
Destination: Atlanta, GA
I drove down with my friend JJ and his sister, Sarah to see Rammstein (one of my top 5 favorites bands). Last year, I flew to Las Vegas to see the band, and the year before, I flew to NYC to see them, so traveling to see a band all the way from Germany isn't a crazy idea for me. I remind myself, how often can I see this band? I never thought I'd be able to see them 3 times in 3 years. I missed the band when they were touring the US in the late 90's/early 00's. As Jimmy Buffett sings, "someday I will," see them in their homeland of Germany.
Rammstein played a magnificent show. Too short for this fan, but with 20 songs, 2 encores, light show, enough pyro and exploding fire pots to make any military jealous...they rocked out Atlanta.
Friday, April 27th - 444 round trip miles
Destination: Isle of Palms, SC
My dear friend, Amy, threw her birthday celebration in IOP for a weekend. Friendship, beach, sunny skies, and laughter...count me in!
Saturday, I spent the day acting like a 5 year old with a 5 year old. We raced around a pool, built sand castles, buried each other in the sand, and so on. Those who don't like kids will never understand the undeniable fun you can have as an adult when you release your inner child and stop caring about adult world problems. Kids don't care if their weight is showing and they don't care they have sand up their shorts. They care about the water knocking the castle down or if they can demolish the castle with their tiny feet. To let go of everything in my mind and to be a kid again without a care in the world was a much needed release.
Sunday, we went on sailing cruise of Charleston waters on the lovely Prevailing Winds catamaran. Is was an absolutely gorgeous day and according to our wonderful captain, near perfect winds for sailing. If you have never been on a sail boat on the water, please do it when you get a chance. There is nothing like traveling on the water by mother nature blowing you in the direction you're suppose to go.
When you travel on the road with friends or family, you must always make sure you're compatible. Traveling with an incompatible road trip companion will make a short drive the longest drive in your life. I've been lucky to have great companions on 99.9% of my road trips.
When you travel on the road by yourself, make sure you have everything you need. For me, it's great tunes, a map or GPS, water, and something sweet to munch on. Every mile I'm closer to my destination is a celebration!
Travel often friends...if you don't, you'll be on your deathbed regretting it.
Monday, April 23rd - 486 round trip miles
Destination: Atlanta, GA
I drove down with my friend JJ and his sister, Sarah to see Rammstein (one of my top 5 favorites bands). Last year, I flew to Las Vegas to see the band, and the year before, I flew to NYC to see them, so traveling to see a band all the way from Germany isn't a crazy idea for me. I remind myself, how often can I see this band? I never thought I'd be able to see them 3 times in 3 years. I missed the band when they were touring the US in the late 90's/early 00's. As Jimmy Buffett sings, "someday I will," see them in their homeland of Germany.
Rammstein played a magnificent show. Too short for this fan, but with 20 songs, 2 encores, light show, enough pyro and exploding fire pots to make any military jealous...they rocked out Atlanta.
Friday, April 27th - 444 round trip miles
Destination: Isle of Palms, SC
My dear friend, Amy, threw her birthday celebration in IOP for a weekend. Friendship, beach, sunny skies, and laughter...count me in!
Saturday, I spent the day acting like a 5 year old with a 5 year old. We raced around a pool, built sand castles, buried each other in the sand, and so on. Those who don't like kids will never understand the undeniable fun you can have as an adult when you release your inner child and stop caring about adult world problems. Kids don't care if their weight is showing and they don't care they have sand up their shorts. They care about the water knocking the castle down or if they can demolish the castle with their tiny feet. To let go of everything in my mind and to be a kid again without a care in the world was a much needed release.
Sunday, we went on sailing cruise of Charleston waters on the lovely Prevailing Winds catamaran. Is was an absolutely gorgeous day and according to our wonderful captain, near perfect winds for sailing. If you have never been on a sail boat on the water, please do it when you get a chance. There is nothing like traveling on the water by mother nature blowing you in the direction you're suppose to go.
When you travel on the road with friends or family, you must always make sure you're compatible. Traveling with an incompatible road trip companion will make a short drive the longest drive in your life. I've been lucky to have great companions on 99.9% of my road trips.
When you travel on the road by yourself, make sure you have everything you need. For me, it's great tunes, a map or GPS, water, and something sweet to munch on. Every mile I'm closer to my destination is a celebration!
Travel often friends...if you don't, you'll be on your deathbed regretting it.
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