Tuesday, May 24, 2011

I Hate Having Sand in My...

This poem is an original composition by me. Haven't done that in a while.

I Hate Having Sand in My...

I hate having sand in my hair,
The grains cling,
They beg for me to scratch them from my scalp,
And they fall from the air as they dry,
Wet strands whipping,
Shaking my head to set them free,
But in my hair they stay

I hate having sand on my skin
It grips me with the fingers of the ocean,
My skin wet from the kisses of waves,
Sand grasps at my skin in clumps,
Begging for that sweet salty moisture,
Tiny bits attach that will never leave again!

I hate having sand between my toes,
Haphazardly hopping in great strides along the shore,
Leaping from place to place as I plant my feet wide apart,
Deep wet foot prints mark my wild and wandering path along the shore,
And the tiny dunes must love me,
Because they leave reminders in my creases,
They refuse to depart my soles

And when I throw myself to the earth,
Sending up poofs and clouds so high...
That what comes up...
Must rain down upon my back...
And when I say before how I hate to have sand,
Hate it in my hair, and on my skin, and between my toes,
Decorum prevents me from telling you how I hate where else it goes

I love the beach.

I Will Bathe in the Sea

Let the salt strip away my pain and suffering, let the water sooth my heart.

This was a very long weekend, and it was a very good one. The company was beyond delightful, the food exquisite.

I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds
Strewn across a blue blanket
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl

I started today off with a very soothing hot bath, with citrus cream scented bath salts. It was soothing, but the scent was lost in the bath. Next time, more scent may be needed. Maybe my nose is not very sensitive lately, it has been a little stuffed up as late and I have not been smelling things as well. I've been listening to the Sookie Stackhouse novels on audio book, and I am about halfway through book 7. I've been reading a collection of short stories by Orson Scott Card on my kindle that I borrowed from my sister, and they are very enjoyable. Maps in a Mirror.

The work at Chefs 2b has been steady, but I'd like a lot more of it. I've also had to turn down too many jobs there because of important engagements. Even this next week I'll be giving up something along the lines of 7 parties to go on a one week vacation. It's tragic, really, but the vacation is important. Vacation and time off is always important, though so is working hard. I had 4 parties this weekend, though, which helps out quite a bit.

I will be helping Zac move into my house on Friday before I leave for Florida and the Caribbean.

I have quite a few chores to do before Friday. Looks like the lull I felt last Tuesday was only an illusion. The beginning is working 12 hour shifts yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

Anyone for waffles with bananas and peanut butter?

“To myself I am only a child playing on the beach"

“I was like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.” - Isaac Newton

I played with a kite all day at work during the day, yesterday. The wind was wild and unpredictable and inconsistent. I was, with hard work, and diligence able to keep the kite off the ground for a great deal of time on several occasions, nursing it through lulls in the wind and keeping it on course through violent outbursts. My greatest attempt, at which I made use of kiting, by pulling it back and forth against the still wind to keep it afloat during the lulls, kept it flying long enough to just barely let it out to the full length of the string, a whole half length of the parking lot away.

This was a small 6$ kite. It was so simple a design but so interesting that it made me seriously consider building a kite as a weekend project in the near future.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Crazy Weeks

The time leading up to graduation and the few days after has been wild. With a whole group of friends from out of town all making it in at the same time, the last work due for my final class, orientation, grandparents and sister coming into town.

I had a huge bbq the week before last, and then last saturday I had a small one for my family, both times I made babyback ribs with strawberry jalapeno bbq sauce, and whole smoked chickens, and fresh roasted corn. I love it when corn is super cheap. I may get some tonight on my way home to steam in the microwave.

I graduated with Matt Newman, and Justin's cousin. After commencement my mom took me and Mike out to Alexander the Great, some of the best Greek food in houston, there was a live band and belly dancing there.

After that I spent time at the Newman's hanging around, chatting and talking about just about anything.

It was just so good seeing everyone and having such fun and playful gatherings with lots of my really close friends.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

"Someone was looking at me, a disturbing sensation if you’re dead."

Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments

"Let me play the lion too: I will roar that I will do any man's heart good to hear me; I will roar that I will make the duke say 'Let him roar again, let him roar again.'" -Nick Bottom

It has been a weekend of partying. Starting with friday night, it was like having everyone together from right after high school, Mike already being in town, Jackson, Marcia, Kevin, Chris, and Zac all followed suit, all of them making it that night. Jake, and Justin were there, too, and all in all, it was a room full of people who almost never ever see each other anymore. Not gonna lie, Jake is an annoying drunk. Really annoying. All in all, though, it was a really amazing night, and Justin got a good pic of everyone together.

Surprisingly, that was an impromptu gathering, the real party was scheduled for saturday night. The final tally? Chris, Jackson, Marcia, Robert, Cassie, Justin, Zac, Mike, my mom, Justin, Matt Newman, and Kayla. Kevin and Jake were both no shows. Kevin had responsibilities, and Jake just got so drunk he was sick all the next day. He even bailed on picking up the food to have food cooked and ready at a reasonable hour. Mike provided the majority of the food, having been wanting more of that Strawberry Jalapeno BBQ sauce. I also managed to scrape together 3 slabs of babyback ribs, with a honey glaze and spicy dry rub. To round things out, there were 2 whole smoked cilantro lime chile chickens that went well with the sauce, and a ton of roasted corn. All in all, it was a wonderful gathering and an excellent, near perfect, introduction of my new smoker. It could only have been better if Stacey and George had been able to make it there, since they provided the grill. Robert and Cassie brought some mead and even some wonderful chips and dip.

There was rummy, zombie dice, and some other great games. Joe vs the Volcano was running in the living room, and the new episode of Doctor Who was even aired at some point that night. There was some boxing out in the street, there was some frisbee, there was a lot of talking and enjoying everyone's company. Zac and I beat the whole way through Portal 2's co-op campaign. Music was everywhere, people kept playing the guitar.

I really almost forgot how great it was to have parties like this. It's a shame Tim and Alma couldn't make it last night. All the same, it was amazing to finally break in the new smoker, and I am so thankful for it.

I would like for there to have been more music.

Maybe more strawberries.

Maybe some orchids.

It's the little deaths that consume you, I think.
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