Wednesday, April 30, 2008

"Be careful of your thoughts; they may become words any moment." - Sara Gassen

This is one my favorites and it is SO true. I am sure that we all know people that have a mouth that gets ahead of their thought process.

The excision of training wheels to deadly dunking tanks and losing Sandy...

As is a continuation of my life. However, last night I had realized that I had merged in some previously entered posts from LiveJournal so there is much more of my history contained within my little piece of the blog world than I thought. Blah, blah, though any of you

Well when I last left you in such great suspense I was rambling on about scuffed knees, impatient drivers, and dead-end street...exciting I know! LOL

Soon afterward I was allowed to ride to school which was a very "cool" thing to do. It was the most expeditious way to get to school with exception of my parents taking me. I lived too close (just inside the five mile radius) to have a bus stop near my house. Whereas I truly enjoyed this new found independence it came at a price. It did not take long before some high school kids realized that I would be riding along one of the major streets everyday around the same time. They found it amusing to harass me by speeding by as close to the sidewalk as possible, shout obscenities, and throw things at me. I am now looking back and just take it that they were trying to inculcate me of the existence of bullies...LOL. It was from these hoodlums that I first learned of the common gesture commonly know as "the bird". Unbeknownst to me I decided to salute my mother with this newly found gesture which quickly led to a good ol' Texas woopin'! Needless to say it scared me to death (both the woopin' and the actions of these "bullies"). Soon afterward I found an alternative route home from school; due to my lack of temerity. It was probably less safe being that I traveled a good distance down alleyways rather than a high traveled street. But I got to travel along the BIG drainage ditch was the big "river" to me and friends. Ahhh the memories...we had good times down in there...sound boring? Well then you should try growing up in west Texas! HA!

Other favorite areas of play for me and the other members of our newly founded bicycle gang was the local college campus and of course the more simple one of my cul-de-sac. My best friend at the time was James Reginald Franklin, his father was the basketball coach at the college and was previously a member of the great team we know as the Harlem Globetrotters. Pretty cool huh? I used to always ask him which Globetrotter he was in the Scooby Doo Moving on...

Somewhere around here my parents felt that their little Christian boy was being influenced in a negative way. (Maybe the finger thing? Or using the f-word?). I do not know but this quickly led them to enroll me in a private Christian School. Boy was that a mistake. Rather than the children there being enrolled for the reason I was; I believe they were actual trouble makers being sent there for reform. Needless to say that I learned more bad things from my new dissolute friends in my first year; than I had in all the years leading up to that point. But I also joined the soccer team, football team, and track team. Good times! I was always the fastest kid around (if you do not count that speedy, agile James I also joined the band...yes I was band nerd. I played Cornet (VERY similar to a trumpet for those that do not know) and have to say I was as talented musically as I was athletically...good genes I suppose. Oh! Before that my parents had me playing piano which I also excelled at rapidly.

OK a bit more about my family...I was raised Methodist which is only a step or two below Catholicism. Very structured, always on schedule, and disciplined. I enjoyed church growing much that I once was on the television show the Bible Bowl and won! I also played Jesus in the Easter production. That was fun too. I got to where a robe and sandals and carry around a huge cross! And it was a BIG cross...good thing I spent every summer at my grandparents house working the farm to make me strong enough to do so. In fact that was probably the only reason I got the leading role because I was the only one that could drag the cross the entire distance necessary for the play! LOL I also remember one of my favorite nights out with the family was when we would take a road trip to Odessa to eat at Rosa's Cafe & Tortilla Factory! (Again you try growing up in west Texas! LOL) It was a fun little family drive, excellent food, and I gfot to watch them make tortillas through the plexiglass wall! The best part is that now they have grown and the have a Rosa's cafe just miles from where I am currently residing YAY! Evidentially, they even have one Temecula, CA...sure wish I would have know that a couple of years ago.

Another event that can not be left out is my near death experience. Whereas I was an above average athlete and musician I was severely lacking in one activity. The art of swimming. One day while at my friend Craig's house I almost drowned. It was truly a miracle that we both survived this day! I was easily twice the size of Craig (in height and weight)...I am getting ahead of myself. We were out back in the pool playing as children do. I always stayed in the shallow end or near the wall clinging on for dear He decided he wanted to race me from one end of the pool to the other and back again. You ask, "How would that be possible Jeremy?" Well, I would be on a pool float. To make it more fair he had to swim under water and could only come up for breath at the halfway point when he touched the wall. Skipping ahead...we were off! He goes under I begin flailing my arms as paddles to attempt to beat him. It was tight race as I approached the other side I began to turn "my little raft" while allowing the momentum I had produced to carry me to the wall before I would begin paddling for the finish line. As Craig came up to get much needed oxygen he clipped the side of the air mattress! Off I went right into the deep end. I was instantly filled with panic! I was exerting every ounce of energy in me yet continuing to sink. I could hear the muffled sound of Craig screaming for help...he then instinctively (BAD IDEA) to try to pull me out. Just as they say I began to selfishly try to use him as a size/weight overpowered poor little Craig and I began to take us both to our eternal resting place. I am not sure how long this went on but it seemed to be eternity! Somehow he would manage to get me near the surface and were both screaming in fear. Eventually he got me to the wall where i was able to grab a hold and we were safe and alive! We both had swallowed plenty of water and were exhausted from the battle. Lying there speechless (on the baking hot concrete) we both spat out water and attempted to regain a regular breathing pattern, heart rate, and oxygen level. It was at this time that his drunken parent (I can not remember if it was his mother or father) stumbled out yelling at us that we should keep it down. I wish I knew where Craig was today...I think I owe him a beer or Well that is first near death experience. at a later time I can tie in my poor swimming skills to my most embarrassing moment. (You like how I attempt to create suspense to keep you coming back? LMAO)

Well, I have been rambling on so it is time to wrap this post up...

You may be asking (but probably what do you mean by "losing Holly". Well, my very first pet (that I could honestly call my own and not the family pet) was a Cocker Spaniel that I names 'Sandy'! I think because of the sandy color of her coat. Although I am fast forwarding a lot here I find it necessary or I would be rambling on for hours about nothing special. When I was twelve years old we were up and moving to Broken Arrow, OK. My father had found a new job there and moved a few months ahead of us. This would account for the first time I truly became very angry with my parents. What kid wants to leave all that they have known their whole life? Leave all their friends? I know I sure didn't. There was also the fact that I was experiencing xenophobia. In fact it lead to severe issues that I carried with me throughout my life up until just a few years ago when I finally began to mature; and address those Well, with all that in mind I was also asked to leave Sandy :0( To this day I do not know why it would have been so difficult to leave her. Now do not think we just drove away looking the rear view mirror as she she became a stray dog in the middle of the no. My other found a family so she went to a good home. Being that my father was already up in OK my mother and I (my sister got to stay she was older and had a job) drove up in the Ryder truck. Her rationalization of it was that we could not bring Sandy in the cab of the truck for such a long haul. It would have "not been fair" to the dog. I still disagree but what say did I have? Obviously none!

OK OK I am done for now. I hope you were buckled in because I know the horrific G-force of this crazy life had to jolt you to the point of a concussion if you were not...LMAO

I know this is probably not an easy read. I have never really attempted writing before I created this blog. I am sure that five years from now I will have honed my writing skills and look back at this amateur work and literally LMAO. But if anything it has allowed anyone that reads it to know a little more about me!

Until next time...

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

FLDS cult...breeding pedophilia?

I have previously avoided anything othe than having to do something directly related to my personal life but...

I read today about the FLDS cult and the 53 children taken from their mothers. Yes the mothers that are trying to get sympathy from the world that their children were taken from them! Well, it turns out that 31 of the 53 (for those mathematically challenged that is almost 60%) are pregnant or already have children! WTF?!?! Are you kidding me?

I realize that these people are not exposed to the outside world...but they know the laws. This is all crazy!

OK that is all!

"The best preparation for tomorrow is to do today's work extremely well." - Sir William Osler


is what my life is to most in blog land. I promise that a continuation is coming soon so that any of you on the edge of your seats (ROFLMAO) can see where my life went beyond removing my training wheels. I am having to begin to refocus on an actual life now that I will be working again. being unemployed can kind of throw your life out of whack a bit. I now have five more days to finish up some loose ends that need to be taken care of before rejoining the work force.

Monday, April 28, 2008


Many of you know since I moved back to Texas that I have been quite active. But, now I lie here in bed this evening happy to have finally got a job I am in an immense amount of pain. In my attempt to get my life going back in the direction I was headed two to three years ago I have gotten highly involved in cardio (at the gym in the morning), yoga several times a week, my new found love of rock climbing, volleyball, tennis, etc. Oh! But the comes from my new found Sunday game of football. Four Sundays in a row now....and every Monday I am I strained my left quadriceps three weeks ago. It is always feeling better by the following Sunday so of course I go back out and play again. Dumb move. Then last Sunday (not yesterday) we played at the local college. Well the campus does not have a field; not a football field (or even sports field for that matter) but a barren field of hard packed clay and random prickly weeds. So with me thinking I am some super athlete I run and dive and smash my right knee on this wonderfully hard packed clay. I still feel the pain and that was well over a week ago.

Many of you may ask why I continue to play such a violent sport if it cause me such pain. is flag football...LMAO

Moratorium ...

may I blame my lack of posting as of late on the title of this post? I did not think so but, it was worth a try.

Anyway I finally got a job after negotiating with a couple of different companies. I was offered the position last Friday and officially received the offer letter today and accepted! What a relief...

I had been diligently searching since my arrival back here in Texas and has maintained a positive outlook on it all exuding confidence throughout every interview. Then my interview last Wednesday arrived. It was going quite well and I thought for sure I had the job. Then right at the end my confidence was shot and discouraging thoughts began to flood my mind. I left that interview wondering what I had done to deserve the consistent uphill climb that I have been facing in life the last few months. I was REALLY being negative...out of character for me since getting my life back on track recently. Good thing I had remained so positive for weeks previously I think I had some good energy stored up! Why?...

Well, as it turns out that interview was my fourth at the company for which I have now accepted an offer...LOL I will begin work next week. I will use the remainder of this week to focus on getting things in order, moving my "work clothes" to a more accessible area of the closet, and preparing myself to be back in the work force. Quite exciting, I was getting a little bored of filling out online applications on a daily basis that ask for the exact same information that was on the resume I uploaded. But all of that is behind me now!


that is not what is involved in the NFL draft as many seem to think. No "secret science" just evaluate the players that fit into your system and then pick the player highest on your board when your turn comes around. Just look at what Bill Parcells and Company did with my Miami Dolphins this last weekend. Excellent work! Then the signing of eight great undrafted free agent acquisitions. I am quite happy. But enough on football whereas I bet most that visit this blog could not care less about the sport (and especially my

"The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook." - - William James

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Draft Day!

Yes I know...not exciting to all but for anyone that knows me I am quite the football FANatic. In fact a friend called me today and when I told her what I was doing she compared what I was doing to "watching paint dry"...LOL I would have to disagree it was quite different. Especially since I had the Sirius NFL radio feed, NFL Network, and ESPN all on. The day went well and overall I was happy with the picks that my team (Miami Dolphins) took.

Anyway I just realized that I had not posted on here in a while and I am going to try to make it a habit to do so on a more regular basis.

Monday, April 21, 2008

Difference of opinions...


1. A body of water, smaller than a river, contained within relatively narrow banks.
    Creek (or here in Texas...a

2. What the thing you push around the grocery store is called.
    Grocery cart.

3. A metal container to carry a meal in.
    A lunch pail

4. The thing that you cook bacon and eggs in.
    Skillet or pan

5. The piece of furniture that seats three people.
    Couch or sofa are the most common

6. The device on the outside of the house that carries rain off the roof.

7. The covered area outside a house where people sit in the evening.
    Depends...porch, patio, covered deck?

8. Carbonated, sweetened, non-alcoholic beverages.
    Coke (They are all called Coke in the south as opposed to pop or soda)

9. A flat, round breakfast food served with syrup.
    Pancakes or griddle cakes

10. A long sandwich designed to be a whole meal in itself.
       A "sub" or a "poor boy" here in the south

11. The piece of clothing worn by men at the beach.
       Board shorts or swimming trunks

12. Shoes worn for sports.
        Cleats, tennis shoes, etc. depends on the sport!

13. Putting a room in order.

14. A flying insect that glows in the dark.
       Fireflies and some moths

15. The little insect that curls up into a ball.
       Rolly poly (spelling?)

16. The children's playground equipment where one kid sits on one side and goes up while the other sits on the other side and goes down.
       See saw or teeter totter

17. How do you eat your pizza?
        Cheesy part first then crust last       

18. What's it called when private citizens put up signs and sell their used stuff?
       Previously garage sale or yard I believe it is

19. What's the evening meal?
       Dinner or supper

20. The thing under a house where the furnace and perhaps a rec room are?
       Basement or storm

21. What do you call the thing that you can get water out of to drink in public places?
       Water fountain

Listening skills...

"The art of listening is indispensable for the right use of the mind. It is also the most gracious, the most open, and the most generous of human habits."

- Unknown

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

The Garbage Truck

One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly.

So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!' This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'

He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.

The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so..... 'Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don't.'
Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!


many of you may think that without the resources of Oprah that you are not capable of consistently committing acts of beneficence. Well i am here to tell you about how you can! I will preface this by stating that it will seem awkward to many of you in the beginning; but once it becomes habit it will seem natural. A simple smile, picking something up that has been dropped by that individual, complimenting someone on their smile, allowing someone to get in line in front of you at the grocery store...I could go on and on; but I think you get the idea. These little things could help someones day become much brighter with little or no effort on your part.

For example, last Saturday I went to go play Putt Putt golf. When I arrived I saw a large number of individuals turning around and leaving. Well, it turns out that the storm we had three nights prior to this had knocked out their electricity and it was still out. Now sure you can still play Putt Putt with out power; but the arcade, go karts, kitchen, and even restrooms (all electric) were out of commission. Back to my story...I sat just inside the entry way deciding what to do. During this time a family of husband, wife, and son came to the door. I overheard the conversation as they were notified of the scenario. I could see how the news left all three of them enervated by the inclement facial reactions. I could then hear them saying, "Can anything else go wrong today?" They then turned and began walking away so I could not fully understand the rest of the conversation but I could make out that they were reviewing the list of this particulars days unfortunate events. As I sat there it saddened me to have witnessed the facial expression of all of them (especially their son). Within 60 seconds I began to hear the sounds of a carnival...the power was back on! Employees were jumping for joy (whereas I am sure they were extremely bored the last few days) and others were cursing (being that the return of power brought the bad news of working until 2:00 AM). Anyway I digress...I (almost) immediately jumped up and ran outside to chase down the discouraged family. I was able to locate them in the parking lot before they had reached their vehicle and notify them of the great news. Also in doing so I let them know that I believed they were the "lucky charms". Cheesy? Absolutely, but if you know me at all I am a nerd with geeky and dorky attributes to boot.

Anyway...that shows that the only effort I made was to get up and run about 40 feet (before I saw them) walk another 150 feet and then use my vocal chords. You should have seen how jovial the boy looked. I could even see a change of expression in the eyes/face of his parents. There was a new zest amongst them and a skip in their step. It was that easy to make a positive difference in their day/evening. I do my best to try to accomplish this fulfilling feat at minimum once a day. It is free and if you are believer in karma will add some stock value to your karma portfolio.

For those of you that have money in between my poor status and Oprah's ridiculously wealthy could even do the following: Say you walk in to a convenience store one day and there are three people in line in front of you...walk up to the cashier and tell them you will pay for whatever it is they have on their hands. You could be helping someone who is contemplating suicide or just found out that their spouse has six months to live.

Our society has become so caught up in the "ME" mentality that we forget to be considerate and respectful of those around us. We never know what they are going through.

OK I will stop whereas I would bet if anyone was reading this they may have stopped by If even one person reads this and at least tries to begin this great habit I will be overjoyed!

Too long to place here in the title...

"Adversity, if for no other reason, is of benefit, since it is sure to bring a season of sober reflection. Men see clearer at such times. Storms purify atmosphere."

- Henry Ward Beecher

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

"Never allow someone to be your Priority while allowing yourself to be their option." - unknown

This is important for us to always be aware of. Allowing what is suggested in this quote to become reality could potentially be detrimental to our lives.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

"It's never too late to be what you might have become." - George Eliot

I realize that this one may be difficult to believe; but I assure you that it holds truth. For those of us that live in the United States of America...well, we even have a more distinct advantage.

"Many will twist the truth for their own benefit." - Jesus Christ

Self explanatory...and I am sure that we have all witnessed this one to be true.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

70 years!

Today is the 70th anniversary of the discovery of something we oftentimes take for granted...Teflon, otherwise known as polytetrafluoroethylene (PTFE). It was discovered by accident! It has molecular weight that has been known to transcend 30,000,000. For those of you unbeknownst of what this means; it happens to be one of the most capacious molecules known to man! What this all means is what most all of us already know; just try to get something to stick to it! The best part is that just like the post-it note it was discovered by accident.

Sorry about that....the nerd in me made me post

Saturday, April 5, 2008

"You may not know which actions and events are the making of a memory." - Jeremy Martin

I was so proud of myself when I was inspired to write this quote a few years back. lol

Focus on the positive...

I am a firm believer that our actions, words, thoughts, etc. can all influence the occurrences that we deal with throughout each and every day. I have decided to begin this blog and I will do my best to post a new quote daily. These quotes will be some that I have personally found inspiring at one time or another in life. I hope that if you are having a bad day or going through some rough times in life that maybe one of the quotes here can help to turn that frown upside down! Also if you ever need anyone to talk to feel free to contact me.

Escaping nonage...

Having been raised in church and having that good foundation to fall back on in times of need was truly helpful to me throughout life. Many that know me would never know that I was raised in church and at one point in my life was very actively involved and those that I did tell this too likely found it to be spurious.

Years of introspection have led me to want to return to church and get more involved. Well, that time has finally arrived. As stated in previous posts I moved back to TX on March 1st of this year. On March 8th my mother invited me to her church. It was incredible...whereas I have been to church a few times in the last decade I never truly felt at "home" when I went...until now.

Less than a month later I have since joined the church and a "home group" for singles. Tonight was the first meeting of the "home group" and I am very glad that I will now be a part of it. I was able to meet and associate with some great people that I know will lead to some great long lasting friendships.

With all of that being said it is finally time in my life in many different areas (as previously posted) that I "grow up".

Just thought I would share that to all the millions that come by and read my blog daily...LOL *still not sure if anyone knows this thing exists*