Early Theologist

This weekend I had the great pleasure of talking with my fifth grade teacher Pilar. She is one of my Mom’s best friends. Even after more than a decade of living in a different country she is still considered a great friend. She is going to come and visit this summer and I could not be more excited.

We had a catch up session over the phone where she told me plenty about what is going on with her life and I also told her how much my life has changed. Like my grandfather she has always been a great supporter of me. She then told me a story that I did not remember about my early years.

The first time I ever walked into her classroom I was very young, I had been listening to her talking about the sun and what she was teaching stuck with me. Then she was talking about God and I told her that I felt that God was the sun. I said “The sun is everywhere warming us up and even at night it gets to us because its being reflected by the moon.” She is still amazed to this day that I had that capability of reasoning at such an early age. I have very vague memories of this happening and it was not until she mentioned that I even remembered it.

She later on became my fifth grade teacher, but when I first met her I was not even going to school yet. I am not sure if I ever told this story here but I actually started first grade when I was four years old. It was a mixture of luck and opportunity even though if I had the choice I probably would have waited until I was a little older to start school.

Teachers are some of my favorite people in the world. Something I did not tell Pilar was that even as a professional now I still dream of some day becoming a teacher and hopefully affecting people in a positive way as she did with me.

Because bloggers were once children

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It was sometime between 1982 and 83. I was in first grade and was about to turn 5 years old. It is amazing that I still remember some things about back then, and actually remember when this picture was being taken. It was the first time I had seen a pen that would sit on a little block, later I would learn that quills were being held that way for a long time but now people would do this to pens… who knows if people do that with their pens in their offices anymore.

I started first grade when I was 4 years old thanks to living in a school. When my parents first were married they lived with my Grandparents. My Grandparents had a big enough house and it was quite common to do that in other countries, at least when couples are first starting out.

The elementary school that I ended up attending was an old house that was slowly turned into a school. When I lived there, the back wing of the house was still used as a rental place and that was my parent`s first place on their own. I would see the little kids go into kinder garden and I naturally gravitated that way. The teachers were nice enough not to mind me there and my Mom was very surprised when they asked her if I could start attending first grade the following year. My Mom did not want to pressure me into it, but said that I could go as long as there was no grades or any pressure put on me.

I started first grade and did quite well, after that I just continued going to school, and if it was not for many reasons that are another post all together I would have graduated from high school when I was 15. I ended up graduating high school here in the US when I was 18, but it all worked out the way it was supposed to. So, go dig up an old picture and post it on your blog!

Confused friends

I am still laughing, I did not think that yesterday’s post was going to make so many people think it was about them.

I have a history with my close friends of being one of the people that they come to for venting. I do not have problem with any of that and I did not want to single out the person that the post was about… it was more of a general rant of sorts towards the people that love Drama.

The entry was sparked because I find one of my ex-online friends way too much of a Drama lover… while I know I am going against my better judgment here and posting (which would make that person feel important) I have to clarify. The post was only about one person and well, the argument we have been having has been outside of the blog world, at least from my side.

Online drama is pretty funny, because well, we are all a little self important if we have a blog. However, blogs are such a small part of who we are, at least for me and most of the people that I keep friendships with that blog. I know Daniel more from our conversations over the phone and chats than from his blog, Michael and I talk more via MySpace and on the phone than through our comments, I know Mike more from the times we went out for food than from his blog… etc, etc.

If you read my blog and have never met me, there is a lot more to know about me than what you might read here. If you know me and read my blog, you kind of get a different perspective on what you know. In the end only those close to me know what is really going on with my life and how much fun I have when I am not working (which has been tons lately, at least an hour every night besides the time in the office.) If you only read here, which at times I use as a venting tool, you would think I am freaking spastic. LOL

So, take the last post as a rant that I just had to get off my chest and not a do not come to me with your problems post! I still want to hear about your problems. 😉

Drop the bags

I went to Cancun for 7 days with only a backpack; I can pack quite a bit into just one bag. As much as I dislike carrying bags I dislike carrying emotional baggage. I seem to be a magnet for people that love to use profanity to get their views across. In forums and real life alike I seem to offend people by just telling them what I think. People have a hard time telling the difference between someone’s opinion and their reality. It seems that so many out there have gotten used to not hearing the truth from people, that as soon as someone talks they think argument instead of discussion.

For someone that dislikes drama as much as I do, I seem to be constantly be trapped in it. Maybe because of drama following me is that I have gotten to the point that I just laugh at people’s stupidity sometimes. Everyone has different priorities in their lives, and if I rank high enough on their lives for me to be such a source of discontent I feel very sorry for them. Please people move on already, I truly have more important things to do with my life and I hope you do too.

Baggage sucks, especially the emotional kind. I have tried to always be very open in my relationships with others. I don’t think that if you ever come in contact with me you would ever be left wondering what I thought about you. I guess I am one of those rare people who say what they mean and truly mean what they say. Experience has taught me that I need to really watch what I say to people, but I am still just as honest with my feelings as I have always been.

If you are a source of drama, you will be cut off from my life. Simple as that. Would you eat a cake after it has been sprinkled with cow manure? I certainly refuse to. Take your chill pill, talk to your shrink, take a break and let go of that baggage… no matter how hard you try I am not going to carry it. Now back to my tasty breakfast!


I will be in the Windy City this weekend and I cannot wait! The only bad thing is that I do not get to see as many of my friends as I would like to. The main reason to head out there is a baby shower… I know it takes a real man to admit that I am heading there for a baby shower, but thankfully I will have someone to bring the present in for me. We are both looking forward to hanging out in the Windy City at least for the 3 days we are going to get to spend there. Besides the baby shower will be a semi-private party where my girlfriend and ex-wife(Gwen) are going to meet… I will let you guys know how that goes. If you are in Chicago, email me for the details on the party.

For those of you that are scratching their heads going… what? Here is a little cliff notes.

I was married for 4 years to Gwen, we got divorced in 2004 just as I started this blog. Gwen and I are still really good friends. She was actually one of the many friends that was there for me for what happened next. I dated someone for about a year an a half and we ended up getting married again. It ended pretty horribly after only a few months, but because of the nasty things that happened it is not something up for discussion. She truly became “She who must not be named”. Thankfully, because it was a very short marriage it was annulled and I have very much moved on.

I am now in love and very happy with someone else, however the last relationship left a black mark on my blog that I am cleaning now. So call this the exorcism of the blog. I used to blog about how great things were, but never about the bad things got. When the nasty stuff did spill over a couple of times it was more about airing out dirty laundry than really having a personal weblog. Believe it or not, even the blog was at times a source of disagreement. Even though this space was completely mine, it became somewhere where I felt I could not truly express myself anymore. I would not let that happen again, so I have decided to really not talk about that part of my life. Sometimes I am troubled by the fact that I do not feel comfortable talking about my love life here, so who knows, maybe this exorcism is what will let me post about how truly happy I am.