7 more random things …dedicated to GC

I was tagged awhile back by GC and i promised i would do it …..some rules were involved somewhere but … dem get lef’. So here we go ….if any of you are inclined to, then just do a thing zeen … in other words if you read it you have been tagged.

1. I have a piece of my ass attached to the inside of my right heel.
2. I owned as much as 3000 comics onced. Gave them to a former classmate, who still has them to this very day plus he got two other collection, … plus his, all totallying 8000 comics, with 80% of them in mint condition. NOW!!! i hate him
3. At age 15 i was capable of doing about 10.9sec on the 100m. Plus i played minor league soccer. Damn it football !!! cho ’bout mi a call it soccer.
4. Stood up to my mother at around age 14 when she was in the mood to administer some serious “corporal punishment” with a broom stick. I told her to go ahead, “hit me because i promise you, i will not cry, i will not attempt to block or dodge them, nor will i move, at all. So, hit me until you feel satisfied and then see what you would have achieved.” She started, i kept my word …. trust me it did hot nuh rass…. she then looked at me and exclaimed, “i was a mad man!!” and never ever tried to hit me again.
5. I have never cried at a funeral, ever, and i have lost ten very close family members, inclusive of my younger brother and my father who i lost in recent years.
6. In my entire life, i have been in a fight only seven times, lost six, one was to a female student who was in grade six while i was in grade five.
7. During my high school years  i was never bullied, never not even once. I was about three quarters the height of every one else in the entire first form …well not literally but it sure looked and felt that way.

For a likkle bit more 7s about me then just click MORE

A Breath of Fresh Air

I got this in a forward and it was just so beautiful, all i could do after i read it was just exhale and then breathe…….

George Carlin on age.
(Absolutely Brilliant)

George Carlin’s Views on Aging

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we’re kids? If you’re less than 10 years old, you’re so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

‘How old are you?’ ‘I’m four and a half!’ You’re never thirty-six and a half. You’re four and a half, going on five! That’s the key

You get into your teens, now they can’t hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.

‘How old are you?’ ‘I’m gonna be 16!’ You could be 13, but hey, you’re gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life .. you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There’s no fun now, you’re Just a sour-dumpling. What’s wrong? What’s changed?

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you’re PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it’s all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn’t think you would!

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.

You’ve built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it’s a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

You get into your 80’s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn’t end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; ‘I Was JUST 92.’

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. ‘I’m 100 and a half!’

May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!

HOW TO STAY YOUNG

1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay ‘them.’

2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.

3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. ‘An idle mind is the devil’s workshop.’

4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it’s family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

9. Don’t take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them , at every opportunity.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER :

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

A New day …..

Well i have a birthday present coming and it is guaranteed, why cause it is official elections will be on the 3rd of September, Yep that is right i am a virgo …ever heard about the 40 yr old virgin, that show was dedicated to me 

So the real question now, for me is….. will it be the present that makes me sad or happy. Guess it is all up to you guys to ensure that i will be smiling brighter than the sun that day.

Wow!!  who would have thought, that i would get an election on my birthday……. damn how kool is that …. heh heh heh.

ME….

 I saw this thing on Jamaipanese site and thought it was totally kool ….so for those who may have been curious take a look at me……………………..

                                            

To see the box version well you know what to do…… here

My one pop…

Allow me to share with you some of the happenings of my daughter, she is affectionately called ked ked by just two persons.

Third Place in her class

She gone and done it again, made third place in her class, she continues to please me ever so much. Ever since she has been in pre school she has never dipped below the 5th place mark, unfortunately did 1st just two times, 2nd a lot and 3rd once and 5th once.

GSAT

With that type of continuing performance i am singing daisies for her… quitely though, sshhhh, for her to get one of them high performance scholarship. When she sits her GSAT next year. Heard about this supposedly top class tutor. Took her to him so that he could assess her, which he did, his comments where dad you can go and buy her campion uniform from now, cause all he will be preparing her for is a 98-100% avg (a smelling the Govenor General scholarship).  Her choices are 1. Campion 2. Immaculate 3. St. Andrew (unbelieveable… heh heh heh) 4. St Hugh’s and last but not least Ardenne (my choice actually). wish her/us nuff hard work. (don’t believe in the luck thing …maybe thats why the lotto god not kind to me).

National Trials(Championship)

Took her to the NC and she had a blast. Been dragging her,… well not dragging cause any time i say hey i am going to take you to this sporting event or that ….. she hound me until we are in the vehicle and is on our way. So i stop telling her my plans just drag her along, is it by law that females are suppose to nag… she master it already. So far she has been to world cup cricket, regional cricket, club cricket, u17 football, world junior athletics, world netball and even our national basketball competition just to name a few. But she had fun at the NC and even got authographs and pics with Bolt and Sherone. She deserve it and more. Check the results for the NC

First Cherry

Now this i found amusing i am in a meeting with a client bbrrriiinggg my cell phone rings, it is my likkle one pop crying “please daddy can you come for me now” i am like what is wrong what is wrong …”daddy just come for me boo hoo hoo ok daddy boo hoo hoo” . So Meeting over, and, i and i gone. When i get there ready fi tear some one anyone or anything fi that matter guess what ….. There is my likkle ked ked all in tears looking at me with her baby eyes all sheepishly …. i am like mmmmm “what happen to pumkins …” daddy a fell and cut (bruised- skin being rubbed off) both my knees, when i looked and saw that she got two cherrys i could not hold it back i laff and i laff loud… mi likkle one pop got her first cherrys.

But seriously… to bring to focus, when i investigated this with other parents, kids now a days don’t get these things. I got so much that i even got cherry on top of one that was just about to heal. I got so much it is unbeleivable and i still have the scars to prove it…. the signs of changing times.

So i dedicate this to all you guys out there that love children whether you have one or not, and to all the children that you have helped to nuture in your life and most of all i dedicate this to my likkle one pop. ……… yes is show a showing off with her so….

M.I.A

This is a poem my sister sent me in regards to my bro who is on drugs, he is dead as far as i am concerned we have done every thing that Jamaica will allow us to do, we have spent hundreds of thouasands of dollar, but he has choosen his path and now as a family. All we can do is just wait on the fat lady to sing.

Where have you gone, my Danny, my boy
Oh where, oh where are you bound?
The masters of greed have their hands on you
You’re nowhere to be found.

Your body is here, my Danny, my boy
I see it everyday;
But your soul has gone into slavery
And cannot get away

They have you there, my Danny, my boy
And keep you for their gold,
For just as in the days of slavery
Your life has been bought and sold.

The masters of greed, my Danny , my boy
Have neither love nor pity
They wrecked your home and your neighbourhood
And left you to suffer in the city.

They’ll sell you things, my Danny ,my boy
You cannot do without,
And when you’ve paid all you can steal
They’ll laugh and spit you out

And those who love you, My Danny .my boy
And from those whom you love, and I
What can we do, my dearest boy
But weep and watch you die.

Encounters

I recently found myself in a discussion on things that we as adults experienced in our lives and kinda took that trip and  i was like, did i actually experienced these things so thought i would share some of them with you all….

(This was about 12yrs ago)There i stood and telling all who was willing to listen that my bro didnot rob anyone and that he was the victim of police corruption when the eyes of two of my audience alerted my senses and i quickly tuned around to see  the brother of the guy who got shot out of the incident sneaking up on me with gun in his pocket and the butt in his fist. I immediately hailed him to which he responded saying, “a kill him come fi kill somebody fi him brother”, and it would seem i was the first available target, knowing he has up to that time, rumored, 12 notches to his name he was not a person to take lightly. I quickly shortened the distanced between us making sure that i was within arms reach of him during which i questioned why is it i was feeling like his target at that moment, to which he indicated that his brother got shot, and it was because of my brother, so a just gun shot fi gun shot.

Now he was an enemy to some of the guys in the area and they saw what he was up to and two of them rather quickly armed themselves and positioned themself one behind him and one behind me to which he released the handle of his gun and proceeded to become extremely mellow, while this was happening i then called their boss who i knew very well and told him what was happening he came and intervened and got things back to order.

Now a idiot that was a part of the crew started shouting to the guy saying “a kill you fi kill him and him brother and all of him family …. yuh can war wid police a fi him brother cause it, kill them….”, That however did not result in any further action …plus to make sure that i was in good stead i later went on their corners or ends at about 11:30pm that same night and made sure we were all walking up the same street cause that out burst was a bit scary, they however assured me that i was ok and had nothing to worry about…..

The saga continues….  

Phobia- making of a maama man

I read a very interestng article in the gleaner’s sunday outlook forgive me for not crediting the authour, don’t remember his name. However he dealt with the subject of the kind of “actions” that would define a man as being a he-man versus a maama man, now for those who don’t know what is a maama man : is a male whos mannerism is such that he is considered to be a sissy, effeminate or even gay. I will accept any corrections…..

He went on to say in his article that any man who is afraid of lizards frogs insects etc etc… are to be considered maama man. Bwoy what a burden pon the i cause i have had a extreme phobia for every form of insects except ants and you can had lizards in the mix of things. I had a very close relative who derived much joy from taking these creatures and putting them on me from as far back as i can remember i suspect even before i could talk. Now where in that am i a maama man?

It is safe to say though that i have garnered strength from my daughter, cause seriously there is no way i could allow my daughter to go through life having that kinda fear as a monkey on her back also even though she is a girl. So i stepped to the plate and have been doing a very good job in facing these fears and causing her not to realise that i am as scared as hell. She is now ten years old and the prospect looking good for her.

And strangely enuff i am not afraid of the larger far more dangerous animals you know like the dogs, bull cows, pigs etc etc no matter how cross they are.

WEIRD

LIFE defined

The bond of nature that exist through the spiritual essence, maintaining the continuance of the universe …. some also know this deity.. as God, Nature etc etc…

Lessons learnt I

Now i will try my best to keep it in chronological order, to the best of my ablity…….. so bare with me if i don’t.

While attending Holy Rosary Prep i had a major sinus problem (I realised that, thats what it was much later in life) and anyone familiar with this condition will know that it can cause bad breath and in a big way…. so when my sinus drains that usually was an occurance i had to deal with.

Now being around 8-9 yrs old and not having a clue that when it drains this would happen ….i faced some serious abuse. One in particular was when we attended mass (it is a catholic school) and i was placed in a row and every one emptied the row exclaiming to the teacher that they do not wish to sit beside me because my breath smelt stink the teacher however insisted ..so they sat but nobody got closer to me beyond half the length of the bench Collin Taylor a class mate (and a true friend….. read on) he stood up and declared his allegiance to me and sat beside me saying hush… cause he knows is because i have cold. Now, need i say any more.

Be able to be there thru thick and thin and you are a true friend

That for me was the begining of seeing life for what it was… aint got much “true friends” now so …that speaks for it self.

During my prep school days (much ground breaking time) i also remember having what i thought was a girl friend poor mi… neva had a clue… it all boil down to this… she would be so nice to me rubbing down my face and all smiles ….and did i buy into it. WOW!!!! was i a fool … and of course …you guess she would then make her request and i would give her what she wants… until oneday  i decided to set the pace of our interactions and boy did she let me have it. How dare me wanting to touch her  …she made it clear to me that i was nobody to her and i must never forget that…… now a nuh me alone fool fool cause she came back with the whole set of B*** S*** behaviour and did i give it back to her. Yep revenge is sweet trust me on that.

Now trust me be yourself …and normally that is enuff.