Friday, December 25, 2015

No Hope to Frisbee 
One young man is caught in the game of love  
Another young man is caught in the game of Frisbee 


No Hope (Martin verse) 

There was no hope not one at all
For this young lad to meet his fall
It happens to both brave and tall
And when it does he won’t recall
-
The foe a little princess fair
Who hides behind some comely stare
In hopes to catch him unaware
Before he senses danger there
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There is no hope for him at all
Her lips have come into his stare
Now for all else he’s unaware
Ask him his name he won’t recall
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It isn’t right it isn’t fair
Without a fight in love to fall
Was he too small and it too tall
Perhaps his mind just wasn’t there
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And in the end he won’t recall
He’ll make up tales and make them tall
What was the reason for his fall
Another kiss it says it all




Martin verse uses five stanzas of four lines each. Though a meter is desirable, it is not essential. Once the eight words are selected they cannot be changed, though they may be added to (Examples wary: unwary, come: become, more: anymore).  The first two stanzas introduce the eight words. The third and fourth stanzas mix the words of the first two stanzas. The fifth stanza uses the words of the first stanza, in reverse order.

How many men can relate to this poem? Me? I might be the worst (or most magical) example. The fairytale of Arlene and Martin began with a legendary tear that fell on my right arm on te night we said goodbye. From that night's dream on, I fell hopelessly in love with Arlene. Imagine, here was a schoolgirl whose boyfriend would do anything for her. This was a fact she would often show off to her girlfriends. It didn't stop at love. Let's say Arlene wanted a new car, an expensive dress, more shoes and such. I hear "Marty", as only Arlene could express it (thank God), and the answer was, "Yes". Before you get on my case, some of you men surely know what I'm talking about. And you ladies, don't be coy. You know you have this power. Amor, my new wife, Was much older than that schoolgirl, when I started courting her. When she realized she wanted me, she turned on that "female whatever" and I was lost. Like Arlene, Amor's girlfriends had to put up with all the things I did for her. Consider this my confession, my warning, my Thank You.


Need I say more: The Everly Brothers "Til I Kissed You" 

What does falling in love and Frisbee have in common 


Walter Frederick Morrison, the inventor of the Frisbee, came up with the idea as a teenager throwing lard popcorn tin lids with his girlfriend. Now that we are Frisbee geniuses, can we catch one? Willie Sleight & Taylor Misiak (of Hotel For Dads) learned how to catch one and decided to take Frisbee to the next level. 
Now, recapture one of the secrets of the Frisbee, lost since the 60's. "Hotel For Dads: Frisbee" 
(What does falling in love and Frisbee have in common? - Absolutely nothing.) 

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You know when you're in love 
when you can't fall asleep 
because reality is finally better 
than your dreams. 
Dr. Seuss

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Confusion’s Rains to Batman vs Santa Claus 
A battle breaks out where there are no winners 
A battle breaks out that can only come from Hollywood 


Confusion’s Rains (English sonnet) 

What was it they saw the other night
That brought the couple back to moments dear
From emptiness of yet another tear
As kisses faded to yet one more fight
-
A fog replaced night’s clarity with fear
Foreboding feelings took control of light
As couple’s fists prepared a plot ignite
Confusion’s rains would make the world unclear
-
Then suddenly all sight was painted red
And dim light flowed from shadows gone amiss
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Teardrops mixed with blood someone had shed
As silent screams would fall into abyss
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When morning came to grace familiar bed
It found the couple locked within a kiss



Finally, a normal, though a bit violent, English sonnet. Normal, except for the ending, which can be pictured in various ways.

Arlene and I left our palace in the sky and moved into an apartment near her parent. I hadn't discovered drugs yet nor was alcohol more than an occasional Friday night thing and even then it was very light. I can't remember what caused it. I only remember I got very angry and I struck Arlene. The memory of that blow still haunts me now. I never felt so ashamed. It would be easy to blame the abusive and confusing environment I grew up in. But leaving excuses behind, I never struck Arlene (or my children) again. As far as the poem, this was a transitional period for male and female relationships. We men couldn't and shouldn't go around subjugating women. Add to this the blooming of a promiscuous time in our history.There was another couple, who loved each other very much. They were friends of ours. Their love affair mirrored Arlene's and mine. They met around the same period as us. They got married the same year as us. They would spend some precious memories with Arlene and me. Who would have imagined, the police would take him away for beating her. Rumor has it, they parted with a kiss.


While we ponder how strange life can be, here's" Yirmama "Flowers We Are" 

Why isn't Batman getting any presents this Christmas 


More than half of all bats in the U.S. are endangered or in decline. Both loss of habitat and a mysterious illness called “White-Nose Syndrome” (which has affected over a million bats) are major reasons for the decline. What about Batman, one may wonder. Sources close to Hollywood say, he is about to come head to head with his greatest adversary. (And we all know how much we can believe what comes out of Hollywood.) So save your money now, as movie tickets prices are predicted to skyrocket (unless you have Netflix) for Batman vs Santa Claus. 
We may have to wait until next year when Santa ventures out of his North Pole fortress (provided Batman is still on the naughty list). "Batman vs Santa Claus"

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Family quarrels are bitter things. 
They don't go according to any rules. 
They're not like aches or wounds, 
they're more like splits in the skin 
that won't heal because 
there's not enough material. 
F. Scott Fitzgerald

Endless Dreams to Freddie's Vlog 
A Fair maiden dreams 
A madman dreams 


Endless Dreams (Shakespearean sonnet) 

She dreams across the riches flowers’ flow
Whose scent fulfills the promise of the sky
A gentle breeze to serenade her glow
A gentle mist protects this heaven’s sigh
-
Across the hearts of wonder what might be
She floats with hope as endless as her love
A tender moment sets her spirit free
A tender time which wishes are made of
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Outside her peace a restless world awaits
Its Joys and pain defy the wise away
A challenge sent to try a lover’s traits
A challenge for her talents to display
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Sleep on fair princess greet the dawn anew
Sleep on tomorrow waits a dream come true


A Shakespearean sonnet with a twist. Each stanza and the rhyming couplet end with an ostinato of repeating words. This may be obvious. What may not be so obvious is the nature of these repeated words. The firdt two stanzas have peaceful ostinstos which change in the conflict stanza and resolve with the rhyming couplet.

Now, I can go on about myself. Egotist that I am. But instead, let me share a tale about my present wife, Amor. She works very hard to support her family. From out of nowhere comes this nut to court her. They fall in love and they marry. Now to the point of this rant and a connection to the sonnet. Amor is very beautiful, in more ways than one. The nut she married told her that she might make more money as a healthcare provider if she got a CNA (Certified Nursing Assistant). I'll never forget when Amor took her entry test. I was in a van with her brother-in-law. Amor's test result was so bad, we had to laugh. Imagine a test result that bad. But I believed in Amor. We studied hard, so she could retake the test. She just barely passed on her second attempt. Amor attributes it to luck. She worked very hard and earned hr CNA, with an impressive test score. Not only that, but her school and a number of her classmates credit her for helping others, who would have quit, earn their CNA's also. Armed with her CNA and her "can do" spirit (not to mention her beauty) Amor dreams to face her tomorrows.


So as the princess sleeps: Secret Garden "Sleepsong" 


Guarantied, you've never seen a vlog like this one 


Adam Kontras is credited for posting the first vlong on January 2, 2000. A Vlog is a blog in video form, also referred to as a video log. Meet Freddie Wong, actor, filmmaker, musician, VFX artist, competitive gamer and a major part of the YouTube channel RocketJump. Freddie was considering starting up his own vlog, in addition to his other projects, but something(s) got in the way. 
What was that something? "Freddie's Vlog" 


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Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. 
Live the life you have imagined.
Henry David Thoreau

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Ride the Tide to Drug Deal In Movie Titles 
Words open door to a life of meaning 
Words borrowed make up a drug deal 


Ride the Tide (poem) 

Ride the tide with me awhile I‘ll share with you a trip
Our ticket only cost a smile to take one daring dip
Memories beyond the hip are waiting for to be made
Together cares and worries slip awash in our parade
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Take these hands afraid to trade the moments we will make
Among the stars that never fade is where we’ll make our stake
We will bask upon a lake of passion and desire
And all life’s joys for us to rake will set our lake on fire
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Tell me what we two require to make a dream come true
We will not trot on gentle sire not born to this we two
When we decide to say ado that’s when their parties end
While we on blazing steeds race to imagination’s trend
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You and I weren’t meant to bend or blend in fashion’s wall
Come ride the tide with me my friend this trip for one and all
Cast aside the might befall we now control the style
We are the wave that they’ll recall two legends for their file


At first glance, this appears like a simple poem of a lover inviting his desire to partake with him more of life. We could leave things at that and everyone walks away a bit richer. On closer examination, though, we notice a bit of Word Wizardry at play. For example: " ride the tide". Again in the first stanza: trip, dip and hip all rhyme. A bit complicated, but as I said, "We could leave things at that and everyone walks away a bit richer."

I have to give it to Arlene and my present wife, Amor. I was a bit on the wild side. I think that's what garnered me so many friends. Friends who made living with me a bit easier.What am I talking about, you are surely wondering. Well, before I became a photographer, I was a metaphysical lecturer, for the Messengers Of Light. Arlene not only had to be the group's sound-person, but put up with a vast array of spiritualists, from palm readers to bible specialists, who frequented the house. There were a lot of parties and personal appearances. Arlene put up with all of it. Now, we skip ahead to a more mature Martin, who was a mover and shaker with the Bay Area Masons. Poor Amor. Everyone wanted to meet her (NOW!). A lifestyle, I'm sure, she wasn't ready for. Then there were the sports (playing as well as watching), the dancing, the weekend "trips", let's try something new, we've been invited to.., I have tickets to..., and on and on it goes. What a life we lived. My present condition is less than favorable, but it does give me a chance to catch up to my own life.



Here, for our enjoyment is:Samantha James "Life Is Waiting" 

We've heard "Play on words", what about "Video Based On Words" 


According to The Guardian, the May 20,2015 version of Collins Official Scrabble Words contains 256,500 words. We should be asking: How many movies are there. More specifically, how many movie titles are there? Why, one might ask. The folks at Fine Brothers Entertainment created a clever video were the only dialog is the titles of movies. It took 160 movies to accomplish their goal, but they did it. 
Now, the next question is: How many of these movies have you seen. "DRUG DEAL IN 160 MOVIE TITLES!" 

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People will always have an 
opinion, but you have to live 
life the way you want to. It's 
very easy to tell others what 
to do, but difficult to 
implement it on yourself.
Preity Zinta

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

She Dreams to The Other Christmas Gift 
A very special person dreams 
There is one gift which is timeless 


She Dreams (English sonnet) 

She dreams beyond all purpose and all time
She dreams of springs the promises of hope
She dreams of opportunities to climb
Sleep on fair lady on your watchful slope
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She dreams were wonders never have to end
She dreams of scents were minds are wont to play
She dreams of scars which Joy will quickly mend
Sleep on sweet maiden set some cares astray
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The morning sun will bring the world its due
As we who live must meet our destiny
Sleep on oh woman on your satin shore
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She dreams of rainbow’s grace of sacred hue
She dreams of someone dancing happily
Sleep on my mother watch how high I soar


Another variation of an English sonnet. We set up an ostinato of "She dreams" and we wonder, who is this lady. On the first triplet we break from the pattern. This is like the chorus of a song, but still the "Sleep on" remains to tie the verse together, to tease us, to be a the pathway to a surprising answer. The osinato returns on the final triplet, with the answer we didn't expect. If the sonnet had the desired effect, we should be rethinking that special person in our life.

I put this sonnet together with my mom in mind. Annamarie was an interesting person. She was brought up in Hitler's Germany. She was an example of how powerful brainwashing can be. She was assigned to be a factory worker for the Nazi war machine and continued there under the Allie regime. When I came to America, at the age of 6, I thought this person was kidnapping from my mother. My grandmother raised me. I rarely saw my mom. Her first husband was abusive. As he beat me, I can only imagine what he did to her. Her second husband was a successful alcoholic.Alcohol didn't do him in. It was the blind madness that took him if anyone called him gay. His last fight would be with a gang, who called him gay, and beat him so badly he died in a mental institution. My mother favored my brother over me. A fact that bothered me more than any of her faults. I could go on for pages describing my mother. I never loved my mom, but I respected her. When she left me for the third time and the Internal Revenue Service was searching for her, I began appreciating what a life this person lived. How strange this world must be to her. Think about it... A world asunder, an abusive husband, a mad alcoholic... Still she dreams to make some sense of something stolen.
We can't imagine a mother's dreams when her nature tells her one thing and her situation has done this to her. I respect the one who gave me birth. "She dreams of rainbow's grace..." My mom died, and I alone had the honor of burying her.


Let's turn to this to take us a bit further: Ainara "Mother" 

And now a tale from the land of awe 


Did you know Denzel Washington, Jennifer Lopez, Adam Sandler, Cuba Gooding Jr.,Earvin "Magic" Johnson, Sugar Ray Leonard ang Usher were all members of Boys and Girls Clubs of America? 83% of Metro Atlanta Boys and Girls Club come from low-income families. Many families can't even afford Christmas tree or the big family meals which help to celebrate the holidays. It is suspected that some of the kids in this video may again see the passing of Christmas without a girt. The kids were asked what gift they wanted. They were asked what gift their family wanted. They were then asked to choose only one. 
What do we think happened? "The Other Christmas Gift" 

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My mother said to me, 'If you 
are a soldier, you will 
become a general. If you are 
a monk, you will become the 
Pope.' Instead, I was a 
painter, and became Picasso.
Pablo Picasso

Sunday, December 20, 2015

The Window to the Truck Flipper vs the Bus Puncher 
One lady stares through her window toward a future 
One lady stares through her window to reclaim something lost 


The Window (Shakespearean sonnet) 

She stares into the window of her world
Beyond the reasons which make up her day
The scent of flowers dreaming was unfurled
Upon her wings what wonder would betray
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She searched the meadows of her hopeful heart
Through memories of music in the air
And every feeling seemed to play its part
To make sure every whim she wished was there
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And through her window is no need at all
She’s free to dance and chance this timeless space
No past or future here to stop her fall
For she is found and lost in lover’s face
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Oh window teat her warm and treat her kind
That through your view some happiness she’ll find


This sonnet depends heavily upon metaphor. It has no real resolution. It introduces us to a person and tries to develops some sort of feeling toward her. Then, as we depart, comes the pay-off (the feeling we are left with).

When I worked at Chevron, there was this lady, Beth. I used enjoy having lunch with her and the occasional break times together. That was the extent of our relationship , except for the occasional cakes and cookies. Beth was a great cook. It was Beth who made me a blood donor for he Red Cross. She did it by challenging my manhood. So to prove that I was a real man, I became a blood donor. I think Beth liked our time together because I was a good listener. It was easy. Beth had a great voice and compelling insights into her life.  Beth had a lot of troubles meeting men. She was very unhappy with her life, even though she had a good job. (She made more money than me.) I think both Beth and I felt we had something special going for us that was too important to risk by taking it to the next level. One day Beth was more excited than I had ever seen her. She had been accepted as a crewman in an oil tanker. It was the last week I would be seeing Beth. Years later, Chevron Shipping wanted me to make their year's safety magazines into a book. I ran across a picture of Beth with her shipmates. She seemed happier than I had ever seen her.


To celebrate a life and a dream, here's: 
Puccinni "L'elisir d'amore" (Produced & Remix Arranged by Nanie Dinsay) 

Are we ready for another window into more surprises 


One of the reasons marijuana is illegal today is not because it is a drug, but rather because cotton growers in the 30's lobbied against hemp farmers. They saw marijana as competition. What does this have to do with a truck flipper? What's a truck flipper? Next you'll tell me you've never heard of Rocket Jump Productions or Freddie Wong. The spin-off to Rocket Jump The Show? Mary had a little lamb? Strawberry jello with marshmallow topping. 
Thoroughly confused? I'm not sure if this Rocket Jump video will help. But, it is enjoyable "Truck Flipper v Bus Puncher" 

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Happiness often sneaks in 
through a door you didn't 
know you left open.
John Barrymore

The Gift to Wrapping The Perfect Present 
What does one suppose my greatest gift 
How does one wrap the present of laughter 


The Gift (English sonnet) 

So good to see you once again my friend
I can’t recall when last I saw your smile
So few can share the flare within your style
So few are left on whom one can depend
-
I treasure all the gifts you sent my way
Those rays of hope which sing out from our past
So few like you who fashioned ones which last
So few are left to see your last display
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So few the eyes which still let wonder in
To cast their cloak once more across the floor
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So few the hearts which take the time to spin
The wonders which a lover oft dreams for
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And chances for new dances to begin
So few are left to stay here anymore


Another example of an English sonnet variant. In exchange for the variant is the Word Wizardry. There is the ostinato of "So few" which builds to "So few are left". This was done not only for cleverness but for dramatic effect.

So what do I consider my greatest gifts? The friends I had along the way. My drug days are a good example of the changes I went through. For five years, I was on drugs from morning till night. When I stopped, I stopped completely. I never used drugs again. Along with the drugs, I lost all the friends of that lifestyle. I went through many of these changes. Sure, there were some friends who made the "cross-overs" with me. I still remember my first friend and some of the times we spent playing, Mark. I lost him when I entered junior high school. Then there is my friend, Mike, who has been with  me since the 8th grade. I was lucky to attract a lot of friends. There were many benefits but there was also the occasional down sides. Now I enter the most, I think, challenging stage of life, old age. I liken it to the end of a play, were someone is removing the set. So much of what I knew is gone. So many of the people I knew are gone. So many days and ways I enjoyed are gone. Remember when I said I was lucky to attract a lot of friends? Every now and again I encounter one of these friends from the past. It has always been a wonder to see the one they are now. It has always been a thrill to relive their version of our past. It has always brought me a warmth to know, to feel someone who was part of my life, had similar feelings as me. When the poem say, "so few"... But those few!



So it only makes sense this is this edition's song: 
Sandro Scuoppo "That's What Friends Are For" (by Burt Bacharach and Carole Bayer Sager) 


Now friends aren't the kind of gift one can exactly wrap, but... 


What we know as wrapping tape was developed in the 1930's in St. Paul, Minnesota by Richard Drew. Now that we know that, let's move on to wrapping presents. Here to help us is Kevin of BuzzFeed Video. What we are about to learn from Kevin is not just or the holidays, but will come in useful on a number of other occasions. 
For those expecting rapping lessons. Coming soon. For now: "Wrapping The Perfect Present | Kevin's Korner" 

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I cannot even imagine where 
I would be today were it not 
for that handful of friends 
who have given me a heart 
full of joy. Let's face it, 
friends make life a lot more fun.
Charles R. Swindoll