NFL = National Football Lazyness

An update before I begin; Mom's is doing much better; turned out to be depression and stress, but the Doc said she will be fine and its turned out to be this way, gracias a Dios.

Today was a day of nothing but football, yup; I don't think I've had to use the C.W today, which is awesome, football all day! As much as I've wanted this to happen every Sunday, it just hasn't happened, and it might be a good thing. I watched a total of 3 games today, 2 from the AM and one from the PM, and we still have one more to go (Saints v Seattle), but I'm not really in to it; decided to update this thing. I started writing and then forgot my train of thought! Writers block? Hardly ‘cuz I got it back. I’ve been listening to Incubus’ “Make Yourself” album, and I’ve probably heard this album a million times, but this time around the lyrics have a lot more meaning. I think this is the reason why I really like the band, their musical sound is awesome, but the lyrics have such deep meaning that drew me to them slightly, now as a 30 year old they mean more. I’m sure it’s easy for you to understand, but if you don’t I can give you another example, remember your palate during your teens, how it was all about beer and soda, and then as you grew older different food and taste became tasty and beautiful, like poetry? Well if this last one doesn’t help because your palate hasn’t matured, well te chingas! Now getting back to the album; the lyrics can elevate your brains thinking far away, and the melodic sounds of the guitar and base, especially the base, they caress your stimulate your eardrums in a special way that it creates an out of body experience. I’m sure that what I am describing is nothing new just to me, but to feel it again is really amazing. Talking about music has now made me think about how music has played a huge role in my life, since my upbringing, my sisters blasting the radio as they cleaned, made me dance, etc. This is how my brain works, music = memories, and for that I am so grateful because I have lived through some great times, even fucked up times, all of them are triggered with music. My Life is a Soundtrack, I seriously think so, every single person I encounter in my life whether good or bad, you’ve created a new crease in my brain and I shall forever remember you, even hate or love you just a bit.

I’m glad I finally got that out of my brain because I have been trying to write about this for over two weeks now, it was bugging me. I’m unsure about what to write next… well how about TTV=Trough The Viewfinder; I’ve had my Kodak Duaflex for some time now and I’ve yet to get out and shoot with it, but I’ve been thinking about doing it every day during the week since I got it, but when the weekend comes ni madres! Oh well maybe next weekend, man is this my favorite line, I feel like I don’t have time on my hands when the weekends come around, but a day like today I rotted in front of the TV for a weekend of football and not picture taking, te digo, pero que le vamos a hacer?

Look below for a TTV style picture, and click here to see more TTV pictures.

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originally uploaded by yearofthewhitedog.

I know you all missed me, especially with all the comments you’ve left on my blog asking me to come back and write soon; I thank you all!

Hope to make this at least a two times a week thing, since the daily goal I put on myself I have not been able to keep.

Ciacito Baby!

I'm Tired & Stressed

I've been feeling like shit ever since I heard my mother wasn't feeling well; this was Friday. I have done all kinds of things to not think about shit that is happening in my life. I've had so much to drink this past weekend, more alcohol combined since my birthday, but I've skipped the drugs just in case you were worried about me. I've done the drinking, but it only works for a few hours, then its back to reality, so I can seriously see how people become alcoholics and stay drunk for days (Leaving Las Vegas movie comes to mind), because when you are drunk all the time, you never have time to think of the problems. I've skipped posting for a few days now, I don't even know what was the last date I posted. I don't have the energy today to make it a long one. Do know however that the way I feel is really fucked up, I think its not good for my health, but I'm sure I'll get over it; I have to.

Madre mía... quiero que tu salud mejore. Me duele mucho saber que no te encuentras bien de salud, siempre te recuerdo como una mujer fuerte y llena de energía. Una persona que siempre tiene fe en Dios, y una Madre que pone a sus hijos y familia por delante, y una madre llena de amor que sacrifico todo por nosotros. Te mando un abrazo y un beso, te extraño mucho, que te mejores.

Date - Beer & Pictures

I think it's sta-pose-2-be "Beer&Nuts" but I'm posting pictures while drinking. I'm Drinking and Photoshop'ing, not against the law in most states, only a hand full.

I can begin by talking about my date today; I had a wonderful time. I took DJ out, the 10 year old girl that is my daughter; boy has she grown up! We had some fun conversations over lunch. I purposely made it a point to talk about only the subjects she brought up. She asked me about music, about taking road trips, I even told her about the not-so-distant-future, where she would be in another state going to school and she would end up taking road trips with her dorm roommate on her convertible; her eyes lit! I'm trying to paint a picture for her, a world where she learns about the world by travel, and so far she's receptive, only the future years will tell. She asked about road trips because she is going to Arizona next weekend, and she thought it would be long, but I told her it would be almost the same as driving to San Francisco. I reminded her of the fun time when we went up north and enjoyed the city. Her character (that she draws from her Father) came out at Philippe's, she saw a man cleaning the tables, and she said - "he looks happy working here" - and I started laughing. The other moment came when we were walking the parking lot of the grocery store; a man came back to the store and asked about his receipt, the girl said he put it in the bag, he said no, and well he made a stink about "needing IT!". When we were walking back to the car she said - "guess that man really needed that receipt huh?!" - and we both started to chuckle. I just think about how her character has always been the same, the moody and funny girl, who at any moment decides to pull antics, and she makes the family laugh.

Desiree I love you!