Ramblings, Incoherent Thought and Family

Ya know...I didn't think it would happen to me. I mean I'm a very young at heart kinda guy. My office has Battlestar Galactica miniature ships on top of one of my monitors, I have a Green Lantern Postage Stamp Picture my in-laws got me for Christmas, I game, I watch Cartoons still. I genuinely thought I was still with it. Nope...NOT EVEN CLOSE. The below is a snippet from a friend of a friend's kid who friended me on Facebook. They replied to their Dad in their doing status...and it just made me realize how unhip I am. Below is the response to their father: "y should i b nicer 2 others while others r bin mean 2 me!!!!??? yea ik im not @ skool but i have u dat keeps tellin me 2 clean n borin stuff like dat no wonder y im bored!" WHAT IN THE SAM HILL OF DAMOCLES DOES ALL THAT MEAN?!!?!?! I've seen the commercial with the kid texting her Grandma...and Granny is a hip granny dropping an idk on her son. But man...I just don't get it. I mean I can understand wha...

7 Years. I remember being a kid thinking that was a long time. When you're in 5th Grade and someone says it's only 7 years till Graduation...or when you're 14 and it's only 7 years till you're 21 and legally an adult. It'll only be 7 years till Lake Avenue is FINALLY finished...before they tear it up again. It has such a mystique to it. Yet here I am. 7 years have passed since what could possibly be defined as the best day of my life...and it feels like yesterday. I can remember everything. Waking up in the hotel room with my friend Mark in the adjacent bed snoring away. Feeling like I should be nervous...and yet...not. Looking out the window at the city skyline still awed by the way it just seemed to envelop the area...while knowing that Rochester's 'metro area' probably spans about 3 city blocks...but it's perspective is one of a much larger city when you're in the heart of it. Having breakfast in my t-shirt so I don't get anythi...

Wow...yesterday was a jumble of emotion for me. I get a call at 7:30 in the morning that my Mom is being rushed to the Hospital with symptoms presenting a heart issue. I get dressed and make like a small aircraft toward the hospital. After clearing myself for landing with the tower...I park in emergency parking and begin to get things ready. I do what I always do when I'm at the hospital...I grab my vial of Oil and church ID badge. See...as a deacon and now as an elder of a church...I've been ordained as clergy. A heavy idea if you think about it. However...while having my Church ID has let me get out of paying for parking a few times at various hospitals...I've always felt it's my obligation to wear it when I'm in the hospital for anyone...just in case there's an opportunity to pray with someone who needs it. So I just grab it out of my center console in the truck and my vial of oil is always in the front dash board. I put em on...and go in to see whomev...