Craigslist Missed Connections Post: A Good Man

I frequent Craigslist Missed Connections, and I usually find some humorous things from some lonely people. Today I found something human from a person who is obviously searching for something. This has to be one of the best posts I have seen on that site; people really are searching for love. 

older asian gentleman and wife, i think u had parkinsons (kits beach)

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Date: 2009-05-28, 10:00PM PDT

Around 9pm tonight at kits beach...you were a handsome older asian gentleman maybe in your 50's, well dressed in a sweater and dress pants, and you sat with your wife on the bench in front of Watermark restaurant watching the sunset. You seemed like you had parkinson's disease and are in an advanced stage. Your wife was always watching over you making sure you were ok, even with all the movements you involuntarily had. After a while the both of you got up and walked down the sidewalk past the beach, and the both of you were trying to hold hands as difficult as that looked. It seemed like she had to hold your hand behind your back just to hang onto you. 

A bit later I saw you go by again with what appeared to be your family, as I saw your boy call you dad and kind of play with you. You were still struggling to hold your wifes hand. 

I have to tell you, I almost cried. Watching that was true love, I can't imagine how difficult it is for the both of you. You have to know that I would give my life for you in a heartbeat if I could make that go away and let you enjoy many many more years with your wife and family. I'm a guy in my mid 30's, and I can only hope to experience love like the two of you have. 

Take care 

Going Against the Girly Norm

I'm not really a girly girl, though I tend to think I have improved much in the way of femininity over the years. 

This year I took up the sport boxing, Ali style. I originally wanted to take kick boxing, but for what was offered boxing ended up being the cheaper choice (and who doesn't like cheap?).  I'm glad it ended up this way, it's hecka fun. And MAN, helloooo muscles I never knew I had before. 

It's definitely a sport geared towards men, I knew that even before taking the class. Showing up to the first day also made it clear that guys are clearly more interested in boxing. Maybe that's why I like it so much, I get to challenge myself with something which I am clearly out numbered in.

I used to think tattoo's were stupid. Actually for the most part I still think they are. Why would someone permanently put a skull on there arm? Seriously, in 20 years it's going to look like a blob. 

"What does that tattoo mean to you?"

"I don't know, I just thought it was cool..."

Sigh.

Good reasoning for something that isn't going to come off.  I think if you're going to get a tattoo, at least have it mean something to you. My friend got a tattoo of the Pink Breast Cancer ribbon for support of her mom. I think that's pretty cool.

This weekend while I was listening to music (coming back from YC in Edmonton, needless to say it was a long bus ride), I suddenly had an epiphany, and realized that I wanted a tattoo. I've always kind of wanted one and have thought about getting a Jesus fish on my foot, but have been told how over done it is, so I changed my mind. This time I have a more secure idea of what I want. If I get it, then I will say what it is. If I don't, then you'll never know. HA.

When I used to work at the construction site (refer to this posting for more information and how I was traumatized), I often would get a ride to work on my boss's motorcycle. Ever since then, I'm in love with them. S.O. M.U.CH. F.U.N. Seriously, if you haven't been on one, you need to befriend someone who has one and make them take you on it. Hopefully one day that person you find will be me; I'm thinking about getting my motorcycle licence this summer. Reasons why? It's awesome, it's cheaper than a convertible with the same effects except better, you can go cruising with your friends (once you convince them to get their own licence), and who doesn't like a motorcycle babe? Seriously. 

My hands smell like worms

I've just come back from doing some gardening. My mom used to do it all the time, and since she's not around to do it this year, the kids (Garrit, Chelsea, Matt and I) decided to continue on with it in remembrance of her.  Man, how she did it every year I'll never know.

I remember I used to help her plant vegetables when I was younger. Sometimes I would occasionally water, and then of course harvest. When I did it this year I didn't know what I was doing.  I'm pretty sure I bought 3 bags of fertilizer when in fact I only needed one bag (I thought the other 2 were special kinds of soil). It's a garden gong show, but at least it's a pretty one. I can't say all the plants are going to survive (God rest their souls in advance), but I'm pretty sure the ones I bought post seed will turn out. The ones I planted myself from seed...well...I can't promise that I won't have to go to the grocery store to buy some carrots. Good news though, the potato plant has sprouted! Scalloped Potats anyone?

From this experience I've also realized my strange emotional attachment to insects/buggies. Seriously, it's bizarre.

I was trying to make a new area in the grass to plant some corn (can't promise anything) so I started digging up the grass, and I found that I kept cutting worms in half. What a sight, what a war. I felt pretty awful. So I threw some dirt over the dead bodies and decided to not continue. Is that even appropriate I call them "dead bodies"? Probs not, but it's my blog.

I remember in elementary school I used to have a "Save the Worms" club, and every time it rained, us kids would run out onto the playground during recess and pick up all the stray and homeless worms and put them underneath a classroom portable. Then we would feed them compost that we had collected over the week. Needless to say, the club doesn't exist anymore.

Here's some other bugs I've taking a liking to over the years:

Spiders: I've had conversations with them where I tell them there is much better living space in a different room, and their current home is very inconvenient for the rest of us.

Flies: In my younger years (last week, but seriously), I used to call the flies in my house "Fred". I would help guide Fred(s) through the rooms until he was able to reach the great out doors. There have been many Freds. 

I think I'm a little bit too compassionate...is that even possible?

Fleetwood Mac-cers at the TACOMA DOOOOOME

Matt and I bought tickets for my dad for his birthday to go to Fleetwood Mac. Unfortunately the Vancouver show was sold out, so we settled with going to the Tacoma showing ("DA TACOMA DOOOOOOOOME"). It was a pretty good show considering it's a bunch of 60 year old's partying up the stage...I can only pray that I have that much energy at their age. I guess when you strike it rich as a preformer, your fans never really go away. We had such good seats that I was lucky enough to get my picture with Jon Mcvie and Stevie Nicks!

Some people got me confused with Mario's brother, I don't know why. 

The Great Blog Off

Anyone heard of it? Well, Apparently I am now a part of it for a month. I'm too lazy to type out my own description, so here is a nice paraphrase (cough Alan cough):

The Great Blog Off (3.0) is a competition blogging group. Essentially, a variety of bloggers compete to blog better than the others in the group. The best blogger is determined by you, the members of The Great Blog Off group.

Voting will take place June 10-14, with the winner being announced on the 15th. One vote per person, for one blogger, during that week only. You may base your vote on whatever you think makes the best blogger.

We encourage as much participation as possible. Comment on The Great Blog Off wall, on the blog's, email, message, whatever.

So there you have it. I'm blogging my life away. It should be interesting, I don't think I have ever committed to blogging more than once a month, let alone once a week, and now I have to do it at least three times a week...SICK. 

Let me do a quick introducing to my fellow competing bloggers since I'm a superb sport. Alan Schram created a site intended to help you (ya you) save money. I've already used his financial advise and have gained an extra $13! That's like 3 happy meals and an extra hot fudge request for your hot fudge sundae! Adam Loewen is a fantabulous photographer who incorporates his work in his blogging and likes to talk about the artist community; oh Adam, you are so creative. Jeff Hawker is a local musician who knows a thing or two about pursuing your dream and making yourself motivated to do so; let's just say, he's got an itunes hook up. Adam Roper is a killer poet who I believe does know it (eww, I can't believe I even went there) and has great reflections to read on life. 

Okay, so I'll be honest, I don't really know the other three bloggers personally, but I have read some of their blogs, so I will say this: Tony Bookless is a very funny man, and is mastering the vlog. Jordan Shaw is another great photographer and shares some of his experiences on his blog. Chrissy Ramstead (yay another girl!) is new to the blog off too, and from a glance at her blog, I think we'll be seeing a health theme. The group is on facebook, so come join and vote your heart out. Actually that was just a figure of speech. You're only allowed to vote once. 

And me? What do I blog about? Anything really. I'm pretty boring (or interesting?) that way. I doubt you'll see any themes, but you never know, I could surprise, and tantalizeeeee...

tan·ta·lize  (tnt-lz)

tr.v. tan·ta·lized, tan·ta·liz·ing, tan·ta·liz·es

To excite (another) by exposing something desirable while keeping it out of reach

So to recap, my blogs are out of reach. Have a good day!

Wolver-hot

I'm seeing X-Men: the new one also known as the 4th tonight. I've heard it is suppose to be crap; I'm seeing it anyways. I love Xmen, loved it before the movies. Let's be serious, the movies weren't good enough to make anyone love them...well maybe the first one, but even still. 

I remember when Saturday morning cartoons had the show X-men Evolution. Granted the show didn't have a large budget (if you watch it, the quality of animation is a giver), but I was addicted. The show was taken off the air before I could finish the series, but luckily for me I found a website about a year ago with all 3 seasons (yay!) to watch at my leisure. Yay teenagehood!

Ya, I know all you die hard Xmen fans are like, "Are you freakin' kidding me? X-men evolution? COME ON!". No, I'm not kidding. I like it; I should be asshamed, but I'm not. 

If the movie does suck, I think I'll survive. I'm going for all the sweet mutants and to finally see Gambit in the movie (finally!). Okay, let's face it, the only reason I'm going to see sweet, sweet Hugh Jackman play Wolverine. I find the character Wolverine to be hot, but when you put good ol' Hugh in the role? FIERCE.