Our oyster awaits with many pearls. Only the ugliest of ducks has the birthright to become swan. They suffer their entire prelives until their appoited time. It is then the others realize their errors; but its too late. Noone unworthy before is worthy now. The steps to the throne are formed by their little minds and crushed feelings. So be it. All my sympathies have been cried away while I was alone in the darkness. Now the light belongs to us — we AM the future! Geeks unite!
Sunday, February 20, 2011
the mechanics of rage
I will not be so sure to be disappointed should I lose the war with my darker side...when is it my time? How many more times do I have to be happy for everybody else. I say my time is overdue! I have no cheeks left to turn.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Fitness Friday: Top 8 Exercises to build the body of a Greek God

Go hard or go home. Dont give advice about something you've never achieved. It it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and quacks; its probably a duck.
Top 8 Exercises to build the body of a Greek God
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
3 Reasons Zombies Always Win!

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Recently I had one of those nights of sleep that leaves you wondering all day awake. I had a zombie dream. I have never had one of those before now. They were everywhere. Zombies are hard to beat. True to a good action horror flick, there was some major zombie butt-kicking going on. But zombies are no easy opponent. They always win! Sure I was kicking, hitting, slapping, shooting and blowing up some zombies. In fact I was so good at it that I got too comfortable. In the beginning I was only around one other person and we were doing well keeping them away. By the end of the dream, after several good surprise attacks and victories; I found my self surrounded by women. They were all friendly like a cocktail party. I remember one of them licking my wrist while they all laughed. It kind of tickled and I was puzzled by her purpose. Then they all started and all changed into zombies at the same time. Needless-to-say, I didn't make it to the last bite. I fought but the scene faded to black. I don't think I made it. The alarm went off. SO I was ejected from the dream just as I died. I was hoping the next night would be of me as a zombie; but no such luck. No dreams. Zombies always win and here's why:
1) Zombies are persistent! There is no outrunning the zombies. In spite of walking 1 mph; they still manage to catch up with you running at full tilt. Besides, wherever you are going is where they already are. How do you beat that? There is something to be learned from this kind of persistence I suppose. Take a slow steady pace, no speeding!
2) Zombies are focused! There is no mistaking the purpose of zombies. They eat brains of living people. That's their only purpose. They don't want to dance, sing or be friends. They only want your brains. Its that single-mindedness that always sees them through to their goal. Of course, how does something dead digest something living? or why would something dead even need to eat? or why would something dead be living? Ok; it just the movies.
3) Zombies are dead! They have nothing to lose. You cant kill them completely. They always get back up; which is good for all of us to keep in mind. Move over Bob Dole; viagra has a new spokesman. OK; don't know where that came from and wont stop it from going away. The greatest villain is one that has nothing to lose. All the bargaining chips are nullified. You cant buy off a zombie, reason with a zombie or seduce a zombie…just blast 'em.
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Ok, changing my iPOD to Thirller album. I need to hear Vincent Price to make this Friday complete.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Friday, November 21, 2008
The Ugly Duck Is BACK!!!

I have been floating on a distant pond of wonder and discovery with no words that I have shared outloud. How does a duck become a chicken? How does a duck become a lion? What does that mean for the rest of the world? When a duck's against the wall, he comes out blastin'!!!
Well they say if you stand still long enuf, your whole life comes back around. In the past months I have been reacquainted with old friends from high school. Since I updated my classmates.com site, I have, for whatever reason this month, heard from several folks. The good news is that they have all been folks I actually liked.

Its easy to wonder where the time went and how everything got so spread apart. The part that is always inescapeble is "change." Isn't it always "you havent changed a bit" or youve changed so much! One might argue that the core never changes. One might argue that the eyes never lie. Well I dont know if either of those statements are ALWAYS true; in fact, I seriously doubt it. There are things behind my eyes that were never there before. There are lines in my face that were never there before. There are thoughts behind these smiles that I would have never conceived of before now. Am I the same...no. Do I look the same....no. Do I feel the same inside or out.......no. Time changes everything and everything changes. I say memories are the "perfect" of our lives. In the mirror of memories we dont argue with ourselves, we dont disagree about the course of action, we dont turn away in modesty or shyness...... In "memories" we did exactly what we ought to have done and the universe was behind us with its unswaying approval. I would rather fight monsters than memories; at least they bleed. But irregardless, lets have a brew and talk about it or better yet, not.

Well this ole duck has seen a few ponds in his day. I suspect he will see plenty more inspite of diving only in his private lake. The world is thirsty even with a full glass in its hand. The disconnect between what is and what must is always held at bay by an elbow. The beauty of being an ugly duckling is that noone sees you coming when its time to quack.