Unsub Oct18

Unsub

My friend Marc posted on my wall a show called UNSUB. It was before CSI, Criminal Minds, etc. and was a really good show.  It was so good it actually was of value in real life. There was an episode where the old guy on the team finds out how the serial killer gets children by crouching down at the height of a child to see they saw a store sign. I actually did that once to find a boy who left his mother to see he went into a Shop-Rite. She was hysterical. We were in a long line to Hometown Buffet (don’t judge me) and all of a sudden this woman just starts yelling her child’s name. Everyone tries looking for him and looking around and I think where the hell would this kid go. So I crouch when she said his description to the height she gave and look around and see in the distance this Shop Rite has some sale on candy. The police are being called and I walk over to the Shop Rite and tell Lis to have the police go to the Shop Rite. I walk in and go aisle by aisle till I see the boy scared just standing in an aisle. I ask his name and he nods yes, that is his name. I walked out with him as the police come in and explain to them that he is the boy. They ask me how I figured it out and I told them I crouched to the boy’s height to see the candy sign. We all walk back and the mother does the whole crying yelling “Don’t ever do that again” shit but I thought of the show and went to myself “Ain’t that...

Some Numbers Oct09

Some Numbers

16,801 days I have been alive. Out of those, I have had my parents in my life all those days. 10,569, Marc has been the one to make me double over gut laughing and made me realize what really good solid writing and friendship is all about. 8,204 I have had Lis in my life and has been my life. It is hyperbolic to say I cannot live without her but I cannot imagine my life without her in it. I would be absent of joy. 4,283 our oldest son Rashad has been an integral part of my heart. 1,450 Mariposa has stepped into our lives and made our home a kingdom with her princess ways. 1,346 Ezekiel has been the mirror of me and shown me for who I am. Out of all of those days i can honestly say that less than handful in the low double digits have been bad, and most of those have been because of my doing. Some days were a nightmare but they were important. Those days in particular made me realize that every day counts. The other 16,700+ days have been a joy. I have been blessed to have my family and friends and music. They have filled my life with more memories than I have had days. And even though I have a treasure trove of memories to look back on, I know that the best one is the next one. 16,802, here I...

You Can Buy Happiness Jun28

You Can Buy Happiness

Who says you can’t buy happiness? Look. Here. I bought for two bucks at a garage sale!   One man’s trash is another man’s trash that hasn’t worn out its nostalgia. Just remember when they tell you “You can’t buy happiness” that it was at a garage sale for two bucks. Happiness is where you find...

Memorial May25

Memorial

Andreotta, Glenn U., 20 On April 8, 1968, 20-year-old Glenn Andreotta was the door gunner on a Hiller Raven helicopter in Vietnam who was killed while taking enemy fire. He never made it home. His name is on panel 48E, line 50, on the Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington, D.C. He is just one of the estimated 1,354,668 American soldiers, sailors, airmen/women, Marines who died while serving our country in the military. But to understand something about Memorial Day, you might want to know about something Glenn did about three weeks previous, on March 18, 1968 to realize sacrifices military men and women make. For what we believe in. For what America stands for. Glenn Andreotta was part of a three-man helicopter crew led by 24-year-old Warrant Officer Hugh Thompson, Jr. and Glenn had just jumped out to grab a little boy injured by gunfire to get him back on the helicopter. The small village this took place in is My Lai. A quick primer on My Lai. For some time, the Viet Cong set up camp in My Lai at night and threatened the villagers with death if they did not shelter them so they could attack American soldiers stationed and patrolling some distance away. In the morning the VC would pull back further into the jungle and the Americans would come in asking where the Viet Cong were, knowing they had been there the night before. On that March day, American soldiers, tired of day after day of being attacked night after night by the VC and scared for their lives had reached their breaking point, but they crossed the line. They began burning the village to the ground started killing the villagers – unarmed villagers. Throwing grenades into huts filled with...

Ebola Nov18

Ebola

Took ZZ to the doctor today. Nothing more serious than a cold. But checking in to see the doctor, I was asked if I visited any of the countries affected by Ebola. I told the registration clerk ‘yes’, that I live in the country affected by Ebola. She did not find that as funny as I thought she would. Actually, her answer was, “Sir, I am just requested to ask you this question. You can answer yes or...