Saturday, April 22, 2017

They danced to Every Romantic Comedy Ever 
These lovers danced through their life 
These lovers laughed through their life 

They Danced (English sonnet) 

The lights were slowly setting as they dance
Another part of song they didn’t know
They lived and loved amid each other’s glow
Within each turn they shared a new romance
And as they danced what wonders they would sew
Upon two souls adrift who chanced a glance
This song of love surrender to its trance
And come to know why love has blessed them so
They danced while life threw troubles in their way
They danced through times when others would have cried
Was ever such a reason for the day
To be like them the other dreamers sighed
And as they danced those lights seem far away
And as they danced within his arms she died

These lovers' dance made a memory and an English sonnet. This sonnet uses the two quatrains, three couplet style. As most English sonnets this one is divided into two parts. The first part (the quatrains) presents an overview of two aging lovers enjoying (dancing) life.  The couplets (the second part) is supposed to make us feel as if everything is sped up. Switching from four line to two lines helps facilitate this. Then, from out of nowhere, this happens. 

Arlene and I had a pretty good and success time as parents. This pretty much ended when our son, Peter, went off to college. His sister, Robin, was still living with us, here at home. But she was going to school and working. Plus Robin and Peter had a very special relationship. That was all over now. Robin was too busy to realize what was happening. I seemed to take it all the hardest. Two days into my depression, Arlene  put a piece of paper on the dining table. She had been busy entering us into a big dance competition. Although Arlene and I danced occasionally and danced around the house, we hadn't done any serious dancing since our disco days. Arlene had entered us into three categories: Waltz, Cha cha cha and Free style. We had to practice. And practice we did.  We even had a friend, from our disco days, who opened a dance studio, not farr from the house. He helped us. When the days of the competition arrived, Arlene and I had passed all three auditions. That, in itself, was pretty impressive. That was as far as we got. We were eliminated in the first round. I noticed dance had evolved a get deal since Arlene and I ruled the dance floor. I also noticed Arlene and I had aged. On the positive side: All that practicing took my mind away from the sadness. Plus all that practice dancing prepared us for the big party days just ahead.

Bad things happen to all of us. Sometimes, in times of troubles, it it helpful to take our mind away from the troubles, a diversion, something to clear our mind. A breath of fresh air. Let me make it clear: We are not, we don't want to run away or ignore our troubles. We are look for a fresh perspective. I believe we have the answers to our challenges within us, or at least know where to find help. Sometimes troubles make it hard to see clearly. Sometimes troubles confuse us to make the wrong decisions. Sometimes troubles take control of us. Step back (for a moment). Be confident the true answer is within us. We are all wonders. Be confident in how special we are. Know that there is no trouble that we can't overcome (one way or another) and Enjoy.

Remember that First Dance: Ed Sheeran "Thinking Out Loud" 

Romance doesn't have to be serious 

The romantic comedy film "Pretty Woman" was originally darker. The original script for the film, titled “3000”, written by J.F. Lawton was not a love story and didn’t have a happy ending. Instead of a rom-com about finding love, it was a story of two damaged individuals who spent a week together than ended in tears and no balcony reunion. If that wasn't confusing enough,  Ian Hecox and Daniel A Padilla. of Smosh, put together the most memorable scenes of rom-coms.
Don't remember these scenes? Neither does anyone else. "EVERY ROMANTIC COMEDY EVER" 

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The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, 
nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love. 

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Did I Imagine to Why I Tattooed My Entire Body 
A person looks back at an unimaginable life 
A person looks upon the unimaginable 

Did I Imagine (English sonnet) 

Did I imagine all of it away
So strange the kind of things which disappear
When even hiding places seem to stray
Where shadows do not have to reappear
Did I imagine all of it aside
So strange when pictures of a truth assail
The trace of grace left hidden there inside
This soul for many others did avail
Did I imagine all of it awhile
Before it ran a course through other’s lives
And put askew a world that they once knew
Did I imagine all of it would smile
While everything inside my body rives
Did I imagine you will see me through 

A person comes to grip with reality in this English sonnet. This sonnet takes advantage of the form to accomplish the second element of its style. In the quatrains the speaker examines his strange world. When he comes to the triads the pace seems to get more urgent as he arrives at the blessing. This illusion was accomplish by getting the reader use to three line between "Did I imagine...", then reducing the number of lines. 

Near the end of my disco days, I became a marijuana user. I had smoked it on rare occasions before, but I never really got into it. I can blame a lot of things for me getting heavily into it, but that would be playing the blame game. When I say "heavily" I mean I was stoned all day. All day except the time it took me to roll my first joint. I can tell people this about the effects of marijuana on people: it effects everyone differently. Those stoned people sitting around with the munchies is an "old wives' tale". There are some people who become much better when they're stoned. On the other hand, there are some who get worse. If those opposed to making marijuana legal got a hold of my friend Charles marijuana would never become legal. Then there are those in the middle, someplace. Me? I was an exceptional user. So good that my boss would asked me to work overtime and weekends. I would keep copy machines going in two offices and turn out pounds of exceptional work. I even taught myself how to play the guitar. Smoking marijuana made me a working fool. My boss even introduced me to eye drops and kept me stocked in breath mints and gum while at work. If anyone made the mistake of asking me a question. boy did I give them a detailed answer. I quit when my son, Peter, turn one. I was stoned and bouncing him on my knee, I asked myself, "Is this the father he deserves?' I have never used drugs since that day. It was just in time. Chevron instituted a strong anti-drug program. Arlene? She never really got into drugs. She preferred to watch and be prepared to catch this nut if I fell down.

As we know, marijuana has become legal in California. It is legal in many other states. Having seen, first hand, its effects on my friends, my feelings are mixed. What does have me perplexed is not the drug itself. Stick with me on this one. We were told marijuana is not harmful. Then I think of my friend Charles and the many more like him, who shouldn't use marijuana, (lots of people). Then we have one nut (in a million) who walks into a school to shoot his wife. Because of this one lunatic, all school securities are heightened. (I'm just using the school shooting as an example of the rare changing the lives of the many.)  As far as marijuana, both sides of the argument were not telling the complete truth. So I'm not so much perplexed about the marijuana issue. It is the way many of our laws and regulations are handled. What can we do about it? Open our eyes and those of our neighbors and friends. Speak put. Speak out the truth in a positive way. (No one wins an argument.) Let our leader know our feelings. Working together will bring us one step closer to that better world. Believe we can and Enjoy.

Back to the sonnet: Babyface "You Were There" 

Ever considered a tattoo 

When it comes to getting inked (tattooed), 59 percent of women have tattoos compared to 41 percent of men, according to a new poll released by the Oxygen Network and Lightspeed Research. What’s more, 40 percent of women made their tattoo experience a shared one, often getting inked with friends and loved ones. Liza Koshy's friend, who looks a lot like her,  just recently got inked. She explains to Liza the meaning of some of her tattoos. 
Need an idea for a tattoo? "WHY I TATTOOED MY ENTIRE BODY"

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You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, 
or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song 
only you can hear. 
Oscar Wilde

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

It Calls To Me to Chained To The Rhythm Parody 
A memory of a song calls to a lover 
The meaning of a song escapes the memory of this Perry 

It Calls To Me (Martin verse) 

In a mist it calls to me
Portrait of a memory
Something lost won’t let me be
To its arms I’m bound to flee
Kisses calling from some past
Mid a song that couldn’t last
Heartbeats that were gone too fast
A forever there was cast
Dream that now is over me
Promises return at last
Passing chance to hold on fast
To its arms forever flee
There to linger midst the past
In sweet fruits of memory
Drifting from how can this be
From a love all this was cast
Why its arms I once did flee
In this dream I’m bound to be
Frozen times this memory
In a mist it calls to me 

Once again a lover is listens to a song from memory in this Martin verse. I got the idea for the Martin verse from the symphony form of music. A melody is introduced, It undergoes a development, to reappear changed. In a Martin verse four rhyming words are introduced. Four more rhyming word are added. The two sets of words are mixed up twice. The original words reappear in reverse order. A1/A2/A3/A4, B1/B2/B3/ B4, A1/B2/B3/A4. B1/A2/A3/B4, A4/A3/A2/A1  

After Arlene's passing and four years of mourning (more of respect than sadness), the Masons encouraged me to consider being seen with a women. I was working with many youth groups and they thought it would look better for my image. So it was that I met, courted and married Amor. Amor is much different than Arlene. Her biggest magic is making problems vanish. If there are bill problems, plumbing problems, car troubles, anything; Amor makes it all go away. It's not that she does anything directly. Her behavior or something she says makes any problem unimportant, vanish. There is only one problem. A person can die of happiness. Amor is that good. Into this bliss comes a mist. A mist of a memory of a life well lived. It happens in the quiet moments. One of the things about living a full life is that memories return in mass, making it confusing for a time to sort out what's going on. Arlene returns in memories. All the marvels of a life well lived. Amor knows it happens. She doesn't mind. She is self confident enough and she enjoys making me happy.

People may say how lucky. People may enjoy stories with a happy ending. I say we are all stories with a happy ending. Happy ending? With all the troubles in the world. Yes, there are troubles in the world. I have had my share of troubles. We all have troubles. I prefer to put my focus on the good things all around. When I go to the doughnut shop I do not ask for their worst cup of coffee. Yes, there are troubles in the world. There are waves upon waves of people working very hard to make a better world. There are simple acts of kindness all around. A man stealing a cell phone. A man giving food to a homeless person. Who do we focus on? (Not to mention that stolen cell phones can be made useless, valueless.) I am willing to bet that everyone reading this is involved in something good. How does it make us feel when our efforts take back stage to troubles? I believe, besides what the media is inundated with, that there are many, many more people working for the betterment of all than those causing troubles. The day of peace, the perfect world is coming. We, who are working toward that day. let us Enjoy.

Here's to memories: Andrew Lloyd Webber "Memory" 

Is there too much hidden meaning in some of our songs 

"Chained to the Rhythm" by Katy Perry is about people who live live far away from difficulty or unhappiness and who aren't willing to come down out of these "bubble[s]" to see real problems that need to be solved in the world. She doesn't specify the kind of problems and leaves it to her audience to apply her song to situations on their own though there does seem to be a pretty substantial political charge to this song. If that wasn't confusing enough, The Key of Awesome has created a parody only slightly more confusing. 
Rather than trying to figure this out, just laugh. "Katy Perry - Chained To The Rhythm PARODY! The Key of Awesome #118" 

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to come. Share these keepsakes with others to inspire 
hope and build from the past, which can bridge to the 
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Sunday, April 16, 2017

Silent Wishes to Expectation vs. Reality In Parenting 
Something challenges a lover's reality 
Reality challenges parents' expectations 

Silent Wishes (English sonnet) 

I whisper silent wishes to the breeze
With hope they’ll bring your kisses out to see
What sweetness lies inside such fantasies
To make them spare some tender time with me
Let’s risk an endless moment to be free
To follow kisses’ dreams where they may please
And kiss the stairway to eternity
Which lies amid such promises as these
But what would whispers know of kisses’ cares
Whose silent power oft ignites delight
Of wishes sparkling there within your sighs
As kisses flow reality impairs
Does dawn still flow aroused by dreams of night
My wishes silent whispers’ for replies 

A lover lost in wishes of kisses is lost within this English sonnet. In this this English sonnet the traditional quatrain form of: A/B/B/A B/A/A/B, is switched to A/B/A/B B/A/B/A, The first half has a lover seeking out a kiss. The second half starts with a dilemma. Then the kisses start. 

Before I start, this is not an advertisement. As everyone knows, I'm a kissing fool. Everyone in the Lodge knew it. That's how bad. this poor soul was. One may think teenagers are"too much" when it comes too kissing, but then there is Martin. In junior high school, after Malana (my first kiss) taught me how to kiss, the girls had fun with me. Malana was a good teacher. The kissing was ridiculous. When I met Arlene, I was a typical teenager, when it came to kissing. Keep in mind, Arlene was teaching me how to dance. This upped the opportunities to kiss. Skip ahead some 25 years. Arlene and I were in charge of dance parties and romantic "fools". One of our guests asked if we had ever heard of the Madonna Inn. (Not to be confused with the singer Madonna. The Madonna Inn was created by Alex Madonna.) I said, "No."
"Have I got a deal for you", he bragged.
Basically, I let him make a weekend reservation for Arlene and me at the Madonna Inn. If I didn't thoroughly like it, he would pay for my stay, If I liked it, I paid. I agreed.

Two weekends latter, Arlene and I drone down to San Luis Obispo and the Madonna Inn. Were we in for a surprise. The Madonna Inn is noted for their uniquely designed guest rooms. Each room is different. Ours was a spacious romantic jungle, complete with two trees and lot of topical plants (real and artificial). Click here for pictures of the Madonna Inn. The dinning areas were unbelievable. I can't speak highly enough about the service and personnel. There was only one thing that kept us from fully enjoying the Madonna Inn. It was the kissing. The whole fantasy is set up for romance (and they do a great job). Question: Did Arlene and I kiss more here or when we were teenagers? Needless to say I lost the bet. Or did I win it?

The Madonna Inn was one thing. but there are fantasies all around us. Easy for one to say who lives in San Francisco, the Bay Area, California, the United States, Planet earth, the Sol galaxy, the Milky Way... Get the picture? Did two teenagers kiss more than two mad adults? We are here and this is where it all begins. All that brought us here are the precious extras to move us forward. Forward to the kisses from life we so richly deserve. Forward to open our eyes to the marvels all around us. Forward to all that we appreciated, loved, appreciate, love... renewal. Renewal to move forward. Believe, know that we are wonderful. It all starts here. So, get out there and Enjoy.

A song from a kissing fool: Perry Como "If Wishes Were Kisses" 

What can be more magic than being a parent 

The "twos" are terrible is a myth, according to Susan Anderson Swedo, M.D., a behavioral pediatrician. Sometime during that stretch, it's almost certain that your sweet baby will be displaced by the Toddler From Hell: stubborn, argumentative, tantrum-prone, possessed by an almost supernatural will. Needless to say, dealing with this can be, well, terrible. However, if you keep your eye on the positive side of this stage and have some knowledge about how to handle it, you and your child will both benefit. We can still have some fun with the ideas of the "terrible twos", as Story of This Life did. 
Parenting can offer laughs. "Expectation vs. Reality [In Parenting]" 

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A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving. 
Cyrano de Bergerac