Thanks Mrs.'s B.

“I've never let my school interfere

with my education.”

- Mark Twain

Total randomness again as I am in a great freaking mood. OK, think hard about this, really think hard. What stuff do you actually remember from your school days? Any stuff you "had" to know before you passed. What if anything do you still remember? Here's what I get as I put the mental rake to my over grown brain fields.

Math

* Isosceles has something to do with with triangles or corn chips.

* Pythagorean Theorem is not a Finnish Rock Band.

* a(2) + b(2) = c(2) will NEVER be used by me in my lifetime.

* The teacher looked as though he needed more sleep, always.

English

* The first verse from The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe. Did everyone have to memorize this?

* Onomatopoeia is hard to spell without a spell checker.

* Shakespeare's words are beautiful but hard as f**k to understand.

* No one is hotter than the substitute English teacher.

Art/Band

* Playing Smoke on the Water on a tuba does not impress the ladies.

* If there was a gay teacher in school, they taught the art class.

* Art and Band were the funnest classes.

History

* 44 BC: Popeye said "Et Tu Bluto!"

* 1492 : America discovered while Native Americans looked on.

* 1776 : In writing, we told the British to kiss our ass.

* 1861: The South tells the North they will not pick their own cotton.

* 1865 : Mary Lincoln tells hubby a night at the theater won't kill him.

* 1912 : The RMS Titanic "attempts" to jump an iceberg.

* 1963 : Epic fail for magician JFK in his bullet catching attempt.

Physical Education

* Dodgeball is the greatest game ever.

* P.E. shorts for guys are too freaking short.

* Girls however, look freaking hot in P.E. shorts....dam!

* When the teacher can't think of anything, basketball it is.

Health/Science

* On the Sex ED day about VD, the cafeteria always served hot dogs.

* The sun is hot.

* Mars is nothing like Total Recall.

* When the teacher said penis or vagina, everyone giggled.

Study Hall

* Best sleep I ever had.

Listen, Love, then Listen Some More

"The Irish gave the bagpipes to the Scotts

as a joke, but the Scotts haven't

seen the joke yet."

- Oliver Herford

In the last few months the memories of times long since forgotten have steadily began to resurface. In between love, heartache, biking while drunk, tubas, and the mysteries of the neon slinky, one thing remains constant.......music. Music is a wonderful thing as it simply goes with everything. When the memories were about everything around me crumbling, there was Somewhere Over the Rainbow by Louis Armstrong or Nothing Else Matters by Metallica. When the thoughts were of loved ones and the passionate moments we shared, there was always Barry White, NIN, or Ace of Base......don't ask, it's weird. When recalling drunken frat parties, there will always be I'm an Asshole by Denis Leary. When I was ready to fight there was Down with the Sickness by Disturbed or Ace of Spades by Motörhead...that didn't happen to much as I am a lover not a fighter. Music can help water down a powerful memory. It is also an amplifier that makes some memories that much better and sweeter.

Music is the A/C in the car ride of life. :)

Rock on

Something From My Heart

When I was young I thought of you,

an angel dressed in white.

And longed for days of meeting,

my angel dressed in white.

Everyday would begin with thoughts,

of my angel dressed in white.

And every night would end with dreams,

of my angel dressed in white.

Then the day came when I met,

my angel dressed in white.

And the days were filled with love and hope,

just me and my angel dressed in white.

These were the greatest times I ever had,

with my angel dressed in white.

And it felt as though it would last forever,

pure love, just me, and an angel dressed in white.

But soon the clouds of sadness formed,

around me and my angel dressed in white.

And soon the colors were dark and scary,

and I lost my angel dressed in white.

Those days have since turned to years,

and I miss my angel in white.

And can only hope when the colors return,

so too will my angel dressed in white.

I have never been a person to put my feelings out there for anyone or everyone to see. I spent so many years keeping them to myself that it's hard for me to really get them out there. I've also never been one to write poetry or any medium like that. But, these last few days have been very trying in my emotional world. And being a guy, that makes things harder. We are supposed to strong, fearless, and never show our inner feelings. Well, today I put myself at your mercy. I do not care if you belittle me or praise me, I just simply wish to express that which I have been unable to express for so many years. I love each and everyone of you and I always will.

Today, I Consider Myself, The Luckeist Man, On the Face of the Earth.

"A good book should leave you... slightly
exhausted at the end. You live several

lives while reading it. "

- William Styron

Up until a few months ago, I always hated reading. I've always had problems really getting into things that didn't have a lot of pictures. That was until I discovered the greatness that is Graphic Novels. I started to eat them up and really get into them. The stories and illustrations are so original and really out of this world. Before today, I had 4 graphic novels that I love and still enjoy reading.

V for Vendetta,

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Volumes I + II,

and

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Black Dossier

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen is my all time favorite. If you saw the movie, it was ok, but the novels are 1000 times better and I can't recommend enough. And today, at 2pm.....the new members of my graphic novel family arrived; Watchmen and Arkham Asylum : A Serious House on Serious Earth.

Here's the synopsis for Watchmen

Watchmen is set in 1985, in an alternative United States where costumed adventurers are real and the country is edging closer to a nuclear war with the Soviet Union (the Doomsday Clock is at five minutes to midnight). It tells the story of a group of past and present superheroes and the events surrounding the mysterious murder of one of their own. Watchmen depicts superheroes as real people who must confront ethical and personal issues, who struggle with neuroses and failings, and who - with one notable exception - lack anything recognizable as super powers.

Yes, that's freaking awesome!

And here's the synopsis for

Arkham Asylum: A Serious House on Serious Earth.

The inmates of Arkham Asylum have taken over Gothams detention center for the criminally insane on April Fools Day, demanding Batman in exchange for their hostages. Accepting their demented challenge, Batman is forced to live and endure the personal hells of the Joker, Scarecrow, Poison Ivy, Two-Face and many other sworn enemies in order to save the innocents and retake the prison. During his run through this absurd gauntlet, the Dark Knights own sanity is placed in jeopardy.

You can't tell me that's not freaking sweet!!!! Just finished it and DAM, my new love is dark, demented, and in paperback form. (Why can't everything be in hardback, hardback rocks!)

Hope everyone is having a great week and that the coming weekend is filled with fun.

Minions R US

"But I need tacos! I need them or I will

explode, That happens to me sometimes!"

- Gir

Have you ever wanted your own minion to do your evil bidding? And if so, who would you have? Personally, I'd have the greatest minion ever, Gir from Invader Zim. He may not be the best, but he certainly would the funnest. So, how about you. Who would your minion be? Would it be a fictional person or someone you know in real life?

P.S. I had to include this as it is really freaking funny. I know with all the mental issues I had and live with, it could have been a ton worse.

Enjoy

GGGGOOOOOOAAAAAALLLLLLLLSSSSSS!!!!

"To accomplish great things, we must not only act,

but also dream; not only plan, but also believe."

- Anatole France

It's 8:20am and thankfully the rumbling in my belly is better than its been. I've just returned from walking at the park with my puppy, man it's such a nice day today. This was one of goals when I started dieting a month ago. Sadly at my heaviest I was up to 401 pounds. The only thing that saved me from looking like Fat Bastard was my height. I love the Leadbetter gene as I am 6'2" and didn't look it as I was told. But, I was in the early stages of Congestive Heart Failure and my health was poor. I had/have edema to my feet/ankles, high blood pressure, and water retention around my lungs and heart. There was a time when I feared going to bed because I was not sure if I was gonna wake up. Your body can only take so much before it says, "Fuck this" and throws in the towel. So, after my mind awoke, I saw this version of myself my eyes had ignored for years. A fat very sad man. That day I said no more. I started walking at least 5/6 miles a week, I usually do more. I'm also doing Atkins. I've lost 25+ pounds since June and the weight is coming off. I have another 150 to go and it's gonna be a fun year. I can't wait to buy new cloths. I plan to frame my largest pair of pants which were a size 54.......sigh. Thankfully even now they are big on me and my belt is on its last hole.

So, something I haven't told but 2/3 people I now tell you. I am gonna lose this weight thru walking and dieting. This is my ultimate goal this year. My mind will be that much better knowing I that I am finally a sexy beast.

And I plan to reward myself when I do get to my goal weight. Something that came to my attention because of my best friend Lauren. I'm gonna get a tuxedo, because to quote her, and most gals, "They are dam sexy!"

And maybe a nice suit as well. I have one person to thank for that. Thank you Timothy Olyphant for kicking ass in the sweet movie Hitman.

If Only I Could Map Quest True Love

"Love is an irresistible desire

to be irresistibly desired."

- Robert Frost

I am at home, reading books I have not read before. In these books are stories that tell of the truest love between two people. A love that seems to be have been destined since the dawn of time. As if the gods themselves shined the light of eternal love and happiness on these beings. I stop, and am amazed if that is truly possible. Can fate as it were, shine so bright for us in the eyes of love? I believe it does yet it doesn't. It does in the fact that it seems to happen to other people. We all know someone is swimming in the deep end of the pool of love. We are but spectators to their happiness and grateful they obtained the unobtainable. This in lies the part in which it doesn't. It always seems that others are in this light, not us. We are happy for them but would give everything to have what they have if only for a minute. The most miserable feeling in the world is to know that you had true love, and lost it. True love is like lightning, being struck once is rare, being struck twice..... is almost impossible. As I have said before, if you are with the one that lights your way in the darkest of night, never let them go.

P.S. As if in depth thoughts of love are hard enough, I'm also dealing with food poisoning. Last night two nurses and I ate some nacho cheese from our hospitals crappy cafeteria. 20 minutes later, at least for me and 1 other nurse, we visited barf city. We finished the shift in hopes all would be better. I went to work tonight and after an hour was given the green light to come back home. My stomach hurts and there isn't even anything good to watch on watch on TV. I hope this week gets better. Supposed to see an old friend on Wednesday, lets see if it happens. Oh, and

I hate cafeteria food.

Green is the Friendliest of the Colors

"Orange is the happiest color."

- Frank Sinatra

When one is sitting at a desk trying to work, the strangest of questions will flow through ones mind. You try and concentrate to keep your mind on things at hand. But eventually, your wondering thoughts win the battle and you at stuck trying to make sense of them. As of this second, I'm at work, trying to get some orders done, and these are popping into my head...

"When will Canada be a nuclear power?"

"Why does FOX keep canceling all my favorite shows?"

"If colors were people, which ones would be my friends?"

"Why doesn't Steve Guttenberg make more movies?"

"If love were a drink, would it be a soda or an alcoholic beverage?"

"Do dogs in Mexico bark in Spanish?"

"When will Ace of Base ever be cool again?"

"When will it be cool for American men to wear kilts?"

"What is true love?"

Oh, and if you haven't seen that movie in the last link, you are a sad, sad person!

OPUS REDONE #6