Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Pikachu Grandma

My hair is standing on end the closer she is to me
I can see my arm hairs standing at attention
These little soldiers on my arm are just waiting for it
Waiting for the command, and the lightning to fly
Rosy cheeks seemingly innocent and tame but I know better
I know the potential. The build up is immense and the release...
Beyond mere shock. Past the subtly of the electric chair.
This release is pure energy. Barely imaginable power.
From such a frail frame the pink cheeks turn bright red,
The air feels charged and dust, hair, every molecule shudders,
stops and then...
The bolt hits me square, grabbing my cheeks,
messing my hair and filling me with pure, electric
Love.

Dragon on the Ledge

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Feed the Fur

Was that the last day? What? When was the last time? Yesterday? Last night? Wait...what the hell happened last night anyway? You don't know, can't tell me so why do I even ask? Last time I did you told me this was the last time but I don't get it. I can't understand what you mean because this was the last time right? The last tear, the last focus on me moment right? Whatever, the last second I just saw was my 'feed your head' moment. The last time I voluntarily jump down the gods be damned rabbit hole. All I saw was fur anyway...

Dragon on the Ledge

Friday, April 18, 2008

Vacation Aftermath

"Back to the old grind" as my dad used to say. I had an absolutely amazing vacation and I plan on giving some reviews and details, as well as post some awesome pics in the next week or so. I feel like vacation takes at least four days to recoup from. I was relaxed, excited and tipsy for days and now that I'm back at work and back to the books, I can't help but feel utterly exhausted. The sun down south was really what I needed. I love the heat and So Cal had it, especially last weekend. Those who know the central valley will probably scoff at this next remark but I really miss the 100 degree summer days sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I would never live there again, but wearing shorts for the first time in what feels like years, (I had to buy some just before I left because I guess I didn't own any), and slipping on a tee shirt at 7AM was just awesome. My wife and I seemed to grow even closer, (I wasn't sure that was possible but whatever), and for the first time I felt that I did everything I wanted to do during a vacation. Anyway, much more to come, but I need a long shower and a nap...

Dragon on the Ledge

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Lighter is better...for me anyway...

The last time most of my people saw me I was roughly 180-184 pounds. At a hair under 5'7" I could feel that it was about time to do something about it. Considering, as of this coming Tuesday I will be one year away from the big 3 oh. Trying not to think about that, my wife was also wanting to loose a couple pounds (although she already looked fabulous!) The long and the short of it is that we started to diet together, and implement our own work out routines. This all started the week before the Super Bowl. (Why do I remember this? Because I really wanted to drink like a fish that day and I wasn't totally pumped to be on a 'diet' during one of my favorite drinking holidays.) Anyway, as of this morning I weigh 157 pounds! Looking down at my belly and love handles before, I never thought that I could ever lose almost 30 pounds period, let alone in such a short time. Needless to say my wife looks absolutely amazing and I've trimmed up, gotten in shape and feel great in my body for the first time since high school. Why did I decide to write this? It's because I know that anything is possible if the mind is right, and the support is there. This is to mark this day as the day I will look back to, if I see the handles and the belly ever show their faces again. Self-back patting is now officially over:)

Dragon on the Ledge

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

The Alley

So I'm at work, you know, working, and I can hear chatter outside my door. New picture: I work in a warehouse with a roll up door and outside that door is a the shady backside of a house that feeds and houses homeless people. I hope that's somewhat clear because the kicker is coming. It's about 9AM and I'm almost awake. I've been at work for about an hour. The chatter I hear is a group of women that work at the house in the picture above taking a smoke break. Still with me? A door opens and another woman steps out to join the others. The only thing I can make out without making my eavesdropping really, really obvious is that someone is 7 months pregnant. Sure enough it is the one that just joined the others. I figure she's discussing with the other women how she wishes she could join them for a smoke and by golly in 3 months she'll be able to. I butt out at this point and continue doing my work thang. A few moments later I turn around and the pregnant chick has not only joined the smoking circle but she has the nerve to light one up. ARE YOU KIDDING ME! 7 months pregnant, and my preconceived notion, my assumption for what she must have being saying couldn't have been more wrong. Did you think that was the kicker? Wait for it... So I ask my co-worker about those women and he said that pregnant one doesn't work there, he's pretty sure she's homeless. ARE YOU FREAKIN' SERIOUS!! Homeless, pregnant and never decided to kick a habit that is not only killing her but is now killing her soon-to-be- homeless son or daughter. I like to think the best of humanity, that there is hope for everyone to have a home, a job and a family...sigh...but there are moments where it just seems to be way, way out of reach.

Dragon on the Ledge