Category: Just dabbling
I don’t know
The question of continuing the maintenance of this site
has been put on the table again.
I don’t know if I should continue doing this.
I really don’t feel like it anymore, sometimes.
I go through this more often than before.
If not for my twitter updates, there wouldn’t be much posted here.
Even the music is starting to betray my inspirations.
I don’t know.
We’ll see.
Eternally grateful
I wake up free because of them.
Thank you to all who served.
We are eternally grateful.
Happy Remembrance / Veterans Day.
3 Years
Dad passed away 3 years ago today.
Sometimes I still wonder
what he would say to me
if I tell him my worries.
I miss you, Dad.
All I ever wanted
Today, my kid asked me this question.
“Dad, why did you choose to have your job on computers?”
I answered, “Because I like it and it’s a good job.”
“Okay.” He replied.
“If you weren’t working with computers, what would you have been doing instead?”
“Well,” I paused.
“I always wanted to be a musician.”
“A Rock Star?” He beamed at me.
“Yeah! A Rock Star.” I answered as I laugh.
“Awesome!” He smiled.
“So, if you weren’t a Rock Star, what would you have been?”
I stopped and thought for a moment.
And I took another moment.
And another.
I actually have no answer.
I couldn’t think of anything else that I’d be doing.
I wanted to be a Musician.
A “Rock Star” if you please.
It’s all I ever wanted.
Not much of the glamour or the lifestyle.
Just the Music.
Me and Music.
I believe in the love for it.
The passion you feel when you hear it.
The inspirations that comes when you play it.
The beauty that makes you feel when you’re in tune with it.
As my son looks at me, waiting for an answer,
I said, “I think that’s it. I don’t want to be anything else.”
He continues on playing with his stuff.
I think he got his answer.
It may not make much sense to him right now,
but when the time comes,
I am sure that one advice I’ll be giving him
when he thinks of what he wants to be,
is to find his passion.
Find his dream.
Find his Love.
And not just follow it.
Not just to chase it.
But to Grab it by its face and own it.
By then, he may not have everything,
but at least he has his happiness.
Time off!
Out of town for the weekend.
Just for the sake of argument, let’s just say I deserve this break.
I just want to see if I am going to set the alarms off at the airport
with my new Metal parts since the surgery.
Watch the news tonight, Ok?
I’ll try to do some updates on my Twitter feed
if I get the chance.
And that’s a big “If.”
And by “If”, I mean..
“If, by any chance someone actually reads this crap.”
Are you still reading this crap?
What’s wrong with you?
Later Peeps!
As needed
One funny thing about life is that a good percentage of people
fall under the “As needed” category.
You know what I mean?
The ones who you remember, or like,
only when you need them.
The person who can hook you up.
The one who can help you with something.
The individual who can get you out of a situation.
But after that,
once the favour has been done,
they are nothing.
Nothing.
Just like that time when I got treated badly by some folks who
didn’t think of me as an equal or as someone who matter.
But when they need some computer help or any technical questions,
I become their best friend.
I guess it’s my fault for letting them treat me that way.
No matter.
I don’t really care.
Maybe someday, the “as needed” people
Would learn how to say “NO!”
Because there’s a fine line between
“As needed” and “Abused.”
And I feel like I am crossing from one to the other.
Quote of the day
“Some of life’s greatest blessings come from life’s biggest problems.”
– (Anonymous)
/posted on a Church sign.
Canada Thanksgiving 2011
This year, I am thankful for a lot of things.
But I am mainly thankful for the fact
that I haven’t lost my mind yet.
“Yet!”
Happy Thanksgiving, Canada.
Crank up the Tragically Hip tunes.
Bring out the two-fours.
Sit your bums on the chesterfield,
and watch Hockey Night!
Eh?
Instagram pics
I am not sure if you noticed that I also post pics on Instagram.
An iPhone app that automates filters on everyday pictures you take.
I like the concept of it.
I am not a professional, and the ones I take
are not even as breathtaking as some of my friends pics.
At the very least,
it has helped me look at the finer things in life.
The small scenes that gets unnoticed.
Much like music,
finding small picturesque things help me get thru life.
Because quite frankly, I am getting sick of it.