Life is like …It’s a game I like to play regularly. Figuring out new analogies to give life. The most famous one of course, given compliments to Forest Gump, is “Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what your going to get.” Although thoughtful, I have to disagree completely. Chocolate is edible, and any chocolate that goes into a box of chocolates that one would actually buy is good for human consumption. Needless to say, some days if turned into chocolate wouldn’t be fit for human consumption, not even worthy for your worst enemy.Luckily for me life has given me a box full of white chocolate. My favorite! In times like these, I’m ok with the chocolate analogy. However, there will be a day when this chocolate analogy will no longer be complete, and I figure that day is steadily approaching.For me recently, it’s been the game Red Light, Green Light. Running as far and as fast …

These last four days for me have been very therapeutic. I’ve been sleeping soundly, I’ve been working out and I even got the chance to get back on my bike yesterday which is always a great form of therapy for me. I’ve snapped a ton of photos, most of which made me smile as I watched a couple of geese and ducks take food from my hand, and pose for a few photographs of mine. Both couples that came up to me were very sweet to me.I also started Phase 1. Phase 1 of what you ask? I’m learning how to cook! Ok, not really, but I’m going to start to cook more because I find it to be relaxing and who doesn’t like food? My first concoction was that of banana bread. I was just craving it, so what do you know, I went out and bought a couple mixes of it. It turned out really well, and I …

18 hours in less than 5 days spent in a car is enough to make anybody, let alone if your sick as a dog to begin with, puke. I’m not sure what it is about home that makes me so sick, but every time I visit  something happens. Whether it be simple cough or a headache, or days spent praying,near, around, or on the porcelain god. I don’t know what it is, but whatever it is, I blame it on Texas.I HATE TEXAS.There, I said it. I got out a few times at dusk to take a photo or two on my drive to and from, and you could see the curvature of the earth start to drop off. Flat, brown and deserted. 3 words that define Texas. Unless of course your living where my sister is, then the three words would be: it’s humid, humid, humid and hotter than the devils armpit. Ok, so that’s 4 not including the …

I was talking to one of my good friends on IM today, and we were talking about the previous days events. I had dropped off some gifts for he and his family and he was on the way out to his sons birthday party. Me and his wife got to talking  and somehow discussed the pool party and how he had an “issue” with swimming, of course the issue being that he couldn’t.I didn’t think anything about it and it came out today in that I would exchange swimming lessons for manual transmission driving lessons.  At first he quickly asked how I found out about it, and then downplayed it and then later dismissed it. I didn’t think twice about it, but later realized for whatever reason he didn’t want to talk about it or bring it up.Now, I have no idea why he down played it. Heck, I don’t even know IF he downplayed it but regardless, it got …

As I sat on the lightrail today with my music blasting, I wondered what cheese awaits for me at the end of this maze we call life. Will it be Monterey Jack? or my favorite Parmesan?  Oh! The excitement. I’m anxious to find out what it’ll be, not that I’m excited for my maze to finish … but at this point it’s all about the cheese and I’m hungry dammit.Yes. I’m hungry, but not for my cheese just yet.I’m hungry for excitement and adventure. Or maybe just a nice relaxing weekend curled up on my couch watching movies?Either or. I’m not picky. If you feel the same, give me a call before coming over, I’ll franticly clean up my apartment and when you walk in, I’ll be sweating profusely and apologies that my apartment is a wreck. When in actuality it’s the nicest it’s looked in weeks. Then we can commence the movie watching all weekend.Yes, it will be an …

Sometimes there are events in our life that humble us, in some cases sober us. Ultimately these events make us realize that we are not promised tomorrow and that we need to cherish what we have and live in the moment. This exact moment. Not dwell on the past, or live in the future that may or may not come. Live in the present, the hour, the minute …. the moment.I think it’s why I wear my LiveStrong bracelet daily. Never taking it off, and feeling naked if I ever do. My own personal reminder of days past, and hopefully days to come, and most importantly the appreciation and thankfulness I feel when I look at it, the realization that I’ve been given a second opportunity when others may not have been so fortunate. That this second chance is for me and for those who I share my life with. A second chance to do whatever it is I choose …

Rob say Code Monkey very diligentbut his output stinkhis code not functional or elegantwhat do Code Monkey thinkCode Monkey think maybe manager oughta write goddamn login page himself Today as I exited the light rail and entered my office building, I looked up and noticed some guys on a piece of rope, dangling from the top of these 8 story buildings. I stopped and looked around and noticed every building on the 16th Street Mall was getting their windows washed. I stopped by this building(see photo on the left) only to see a scaffolding 30-40 stories up. Just thinking about it made me a little nauseous, and grateful that there are people willing(maybe not wanting) to do this job.I couldn’t do it, and I’m not sure there would be any amount of money that would persuade me to do it. There is alot of jobs out there that I’d feel the same about, being daddy, a doctor, a teacher, ect …

I went to upgrade my wordpress source code, but I forgot all the custom modifications I made to the code, so needless to say, it was broke for a while. I think I have everything back in order … but in case I didn’t get to everything, bare with me.-theMayorBlogged with FlockTags: problems.

You’re standing there aloneAnd so am IBut I want you hereBy my sideYour smile at meIs everythingThe staring gameThat song of love.I look you in the eyesI try to read you thoughtsI ask you to go with meTo a far off place.Oh.I look you in the eyesI try to read you thoughtsI ask you to go with meTo a far off place.You and me dancing the night awayYou can feel my heart beating so hard.We look eye to eyeAnd I’m swept away.On a moonlit walk on the beachWatching the sunrise for the first timeI’m in a tranceFrom that one slowdance.You’re standing there aloneAnd so am IBut I want you thereBy my sideYour smile at meIs everythingThe staring gameThat song of love.I look you in the eyesI try to read your thoughtsI ask you to go with meTo a far off place.Oh.I look you in the eyesI try to read your thoughtsI ask you to go …