The weekend

While growing up it was always TGIF (Thank God its Friday). Now I wonder what all the fuss was about. I am generally glad when the weekend is finally over with. Maybe I am just doing it wrong.

A little boy - Tribute to my little brother

He didn't know that one day he would lay his head in his little sister's lap and it would be all over.  He was just a happy little boy that if he could make you laugh, it was a good day for him.  When his dad would walk in the room, the fear made him lose control of his water, and sure enough it would find it's way down his pants, almost to the 4th grade.

He was always a happy boy that was never bored.  No matter where he was, or what was going on, he could find something to do.  His trade mark tongue hanging out the left side of his mouth started quite young, as you can see with the picture.  His eyes always showed there was deep thought behind them.  There was, but no one but he and God ever knew what that really was.  He wanted to please always, didn't want to leave a soul behind that was upset with him.

I will post stories from his childhood as I go along, to help all remember this little boy, and bring him always back to us, where he resides in our hearts.

Part time work

What makes a middle aged person go out and put themselves through the rigors of looking for a job? Well, the answer would seem to be obvious, probably because that middle aged person has bills and responsibilities. One would think that's true in every situation. Consider this, what if the reason was purely to eradicate boredom, and the adventure of the process was so intriguing, that the reason was merely entertainment. Now I am quite certain most rational individuals would scoff at the very notion.
I would like to say I have no bills, my responsibilities are well in hand, so I am that one looking for a strange sense of entertainment. But, I do have bills, and in terms of responsibilities, yes I too have created a mountain of those.  Sitting here, waiting to be called for my interview, in an entry level position, okay telemarketer.

Starting the Blog process once again.

Here I am, starting to blog once again.  The real reason that it's started again is because of the encouragement from an English Professor, Elizabeth Sanchez of California College San Diego.  I will again share ideas, thoughts or just interests as they come.