Archive for December, 2006

The Holidaze

Posted in Uncategorized on December 28, 2006 by Frizz

I’m moving on overtime this past 2006 Holiday season, and we haven’t even hit the New Year yet. However, it’s been one of the best Christmas/Solstice I’ve experienced in recent memory. I was able to spend time with my family which hasn’t been the case for the holidays in a long time. I was able to catch up with one of my closest friends. During New Years Eve I’ll be doing that whole “ringing” in thing with some other close friends that I haven’t spent time with for a long time. So, the tiredness of it all is worth it. I’ve been running on what I call “farmers hours.” Going to bed around 9 PM and waking up around 2 or 3 AM. That’s a big switch for me. But, I’m enjoying it. It’s 10 PM right now and that’s the latest I’ve stayed up in the past 7 days. I’m back in Rehoboth as I type this and will be heading back to Pennsylvania tomorrow morning sometime. My mom and niece are with me. Most of my tiredness is brought on by entertaining my 3 year old niece the past few days. Looking at the holidays through a childs eyes has been a journey that I have not experienced for far too long.


The Onion

Posted in Uncategorized on December 21, 2006 by Frizz

I tend to bitch a lot about the media. However, I have now hit my final breaking point. After the news channels today focusing ALL their attention on Rosie and Donnie I have officially declared that the only real news source left in the world is The Onion.

I’m sure I am a Frisbie come lately with this. But, better late than never.

Happy Solstice!

The Comedy of it All

Posted in Uncategorized on December 17, 2006 by Frizz

If I remember correctly I was around 10, 11 or 12 when my grandparents took me and my cousin Trish to Washington DC. I was so amazed at the whole experience. I was pretty much dumbfounded and in awe of seeing the history of our country. It was a bus tour. One of the ones where you have have a bunch of old Long Island women (who I respect greatly) and a bunch of other “types” of people checking out the D.C. scene. The whole fucking trip made me so happy. It was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had. It actually rivaled Disney World. At my young age I had such a reverence for the country I lived in. I marveled at the Washington Monument. I loved walking up the steps of the Lincoln Memorial and reading the words of Lincoln transcribed on the wall. Even at a young age Arlington Cemetary made me humble. The bus took us to Mount Vernon and I saw the tomb of George Washington. The tour was an experience that I will never forget. The founding of the United States is scary and beautiful at best. A lot of people went through much heartbreak because of our foundation. Regardless of if they were Natives trying to protect their land or U.S. soliders defending it.

It pisses me off that the last six years I’ve been embarassed about the jackass who lived in the same White House that Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln, Kennedy, etc…. have lived in. It shouldn’t surprise me though. Our country makes an icon out of Paris Hilton. Why not make an icon out of the current celebrity who occupies the White House?  The United States of America has become a dumbed down nation. We are riding the short bus all across the world AND many people are proud of that. I thought that getting older I would see things change. However, I have never come across so many people who are so concerned with themselves. (i’m guilty of that as well) It reminds me of being in kindergarten. We are living in a world that still has not learned how to coexist in the playground. My entire childhood I was taught to share my toys. I was taught to be nice to everyone in my class. I was taught to respect my classmates. I became an adult and that didn’t matter anymore. As an adult it became all about me. It was ok to be selfish. It became ok to make fun of others who were different. It became ok to kill people in the name of God. It’s now ok to disrespect someone else because I don’t agree with them. Isn’t that just weird? Isn’t that just sort of unbelievable? It may sound stupid but I would like to grab a pair of scissors that have the orange handles on them and cut out a snowflake from paper. (recycled paper of course). I’d like to play kickball on the playground. I’d like to take a nap in the afternoon and then wake up and make more paper snowflakes. Remember how simple it was? Think about how simple it can be.

You live, You learn

Posted in Uncategorized on December 15, 2006 by Frizz

I sometimes get overconfident with my beliefs and who or what I am as a person. It’s easy to get overconfident to the point where you can just look in judgment at other people or other things. It’s a very fine line that you have to walk when trying to get things “right.” I’ve crossed that line into judmental bastardness on more occasions than I would like to remember. I forget that focusing on one piece that makes up a person blinds me from seeing the other pieces. The Universe is a complex mix of different pieces that don’t seem to fit but somehow they do. It’s a big jigsaw puzzle. I have to consistently remind myself that to see the full picture I have to look at all the small pieces that I don’t think fit and ponder and wonder and think about where they do fit. Because, they ALL DO FIT.

When I fall into my own narrowminded view of what I think society should be, I’m not doing much better than the people who piss me off for the exact same thing. My job is to put the pieces of the puzzle together the way they are designed to fit. The finished product has already taken care of itself. Actually instead of fitting the pieces together, I should understand that I am just a piece and all the other individual pieces will fit together as they should.

Hush Puppies

Posted in Uncategorized on December 13, 2006 by Frizz

When I was a young young kid I remember my grandmother keeping a diary. She never kept it private because there was nothing in it to keep private. My guess is that she may have kept something that only was for her to see. But, the one that she would have on her nightstand was public knowledge. It had some amazing insight in it. Things like how many eggs the chickens laid that day. How she needs to make a couple batches of fudge for the women’s mixer down at Cole Memorial. The bathroom needs cleaned. But, she’ll wait till Wednesday to take care of that.

Besides the fudge that she would make which by the way was out of this fucking world. My other favorite was the hush puppies. If you are not familiar with hush puppies, then look it up. I’m talking about the fatty snacks and not the shoes. My mom gave me her recipe awhile ago. I was just looking through one of my cookbooks tonight and saw it and looked through it again. I think I’m going to try and make them this Holiday. I’ll have to tweak the recipe a bit because I’m not a fan of dairy milk. I’m hoping soy will be a good alternative.

October 9, 1940-December 8, 1980

Posted in Uncategorized on December 8, 2006 by Frizz


The Fool On The Hill

Posted in Uncategorized on December 6, 2006 by Frizz

About 2 months before I left San Francisco I started to withdraw into myself. I slowly over a process of months started shutting out outside influences. I shared some things with people. But, they were a very small group of people that I trusted. When I moved to the beach about 7 months ago I continued the trend of being a hermit. So to speak. I continued to be a withdrawn person from society. I mix with people only when I have to. I actually would prefer to be alone rather than in a larger group of people. Over the last few weeks though I’ve seen that start to change a bit in my life. I’ve felt a bit of loneliness for the first time in a very long time. I’m not completely alone. I have some great friends that I communicate on the phone with many times a week. I have a family that I am in contact with daily. But, from where I was around two years ago I’m in a very different place.

I don’t think it’s a bad thing to go through a hibernation period. I do think it’s bad if that hibernation goes way past the period it is supposed to. I guess I’m making this my written/public announcement that It’s time for my hibernation period to be over. It’s time for me to “wake up” and see things with fresh, new, innocent eyes. I appreciate the time that I had to sit back and watch the world spin. Not actually dealing with it, just being a part of it. I think the down time has allowed me to balance the sit back and watch with being a constant motion and being a part of movement.
Sometimes after a long sleep you wake up, scratch your eyes, see the daylight and just want to go back to bed.

Wish me luck.