UCLA Freshman Rebound Record - Really!

UCLA has a pretty bad ass 6'10" freshman basketball player this year in Kevin Love, and he's just set records for rebounds collected in a game by a freshman at the university; really?....He's tough, poised, and is already in the running for national player of the year, according to an article I read on the net just this afternoon. But please, take a look at the picture of the guy in the UCLA uniform on the right. When this shot was taken, he was a 7'2" sophomore with an 70" sleeve, and well, check the air under his shoes; when Kareem was at UCLA freshman were, per NCAA rules, ineligible for varsity play. You want boards?
Anyway, it always bugs me that Kareem and The Big Dipper don't get the respect and acknowledgement they earned and deserve....Air Jordan would have had his ass handed to him; bring that shit down the paint Mike.....Peace.
Lastly, never thought I'd hear myself say it, but I'm pulling for the New York football Giants this weekend....They're gonna win, watch.....Peace once more

Was it something I said?

Sheeesh....I can't believe the ass whipping Rudy Giuliani is taking.....Every stinking divorced person, man or woman, in this country should be behind the guy....More later...Rain, rain in So Cal......Peace

Onward with Weird!

Heath Ledger died today, heartfelt to his family. A really, really good actor "on his way" (Monster's Ball) in my opinion -

The strangeness continues; agreed, he's just an actor: Young, kick-ass guy, fades into the sunset like some kinda broke-back cowboy for no perceivable reason....By contrast, many of the rockers who've provided me great pleasure, and who certainly I thought coulda, woulda, should've been dead by now, are still with us; read: Jagger, Richard, Steven Tyler, Ozzie, and on and on....There is no "Go Figure" in equations such as these I suppose. For me, my limited-exposure to and perception of surrealism, seems to be much too embedded in the minuscule piece of reality I try to cling to.

Seems = seams in the strange fabric of "society" today; let's stop killing each other, then maybe I won't feel so strange.......I don't know, however, I suppose I need some cheese with my whine....Simply me, simple in my simplicity - Don't know of course, just the pattern of American life has been split by tailors and seamstresses from elsewhere and that the pursuit of balance and calm continue to be elusive. The simple little goals are sooo hard to attain; time to go back to some form of stage performance, and the bicycle...Exercise=escape: Ah, Relief!

Peace..........Ramble on....

I miss you - Sing well

Ho-Hum......

Feeling blah as blah can be....I allow shit get to me that I shouldn't; a weakness....Not much spirit tonight.....Sleep when I can, laugh as often as can be hoped for - Seek those who are not inspired by cruelty as I have been in the past; move forward Paul....

I've forgotten which direction that is - forward?

God, I hope Giuliani picks up the pace.....

Peace........

Yappy New Year!!

Me mummy is eighty-six now; not put to the street mind you, simply chronologically she's hit the big 8-6.......A fine party in celebration of this milestone (the age of which she confesses she never expected to reach) was held at the usual haunt in San Pedro, CA. thanks to those; you know who you are....Despite agitating financial constriction, I am preparing to donate $25.00 to Rudy Giuliani's campaign for President; listen, he's the only candidate in the lot who's faced any shit in his life, and; he's a Divorced Dad.....Peace

A little piece:

Tis said Life is short and true friendship be fleeting - Be pure in your choices, and pray for a greeting - From one who loves truly or as sweetly as ye' do....

And try to be nice, and be truthful, and humble......Often, impossible....For me anyway....

Go Rudy!!

Victory?

It seems that I may have scored a small victory in Court yesterday. For tonight at least, it could be that I beat odds, even if only very slightly, that divorced Dads face in this country by the hour; the Court lowered my child support by a hundred and eight bucks per month. But, despite the contest, I know my daughter continues to suffer, and no matter what I do, for me, my love remains cradled in frustration, nervousness, and the hum of miles and years of a struggle I wanted no part of in the first place, and weighs heavily upon my spirit; I'm tired...

For this Court appearance, I thought I'd employed, under my skin, my toughest breastplate. As it turns out, my best attempts at toughness were met with near paralysis; I was frightened beyond description when my time came to go through the swinging gate, and speak to the Judge; what a fucked feeling....People shouldn't have to be exposed to such scrutiny, especially those who really love in their souls like I do. Family Court today is not the forum Thomas Jefferson and the others envisioned when they set the shit up....Stress, could be my ultimate undoing.......Peace

Yikes!

Feeling a little nervous, to say the least; I have a Family Court hearing tomorrow.

Among other things, my stupid ex-wife #2 has provided "data" stating I'm $12,000+ in arrears in child support, which is complete and total bullshit. So, here I go again: A divorced Dad into the "forum" of the Family Law Industry.....I'll report back soon.....Hasta la vista, baby.....

Peace.......