The Power of duct tape .... Does your $356.85 include this duct tape ....

So the avg price for a Metropolitan areas domestic itinerary fare in the 4th quater of 2009 is listed according to bts.gov (Bureau of Transport Statistics). We have this ....are my tax dollars paying for this bureau ... Ok back on subject. So in other words some airline has used duct tape to keep some piece of the plane operational. Was there an extra charge for this like a baggage fee ... For me to risk my life, in an airplane and have to pay what we pay for it($356.85 on average in the 4th quater of 2009 .. in metropolitan areas ... lol) ... the use of duct tape does not make me happy ... Now the official line on this is that it is actually heat tape .... uh ... ok ... and by the way it is stronger than duct tape and very common .... LOL ... uhhh .... ok .... It is freaking Tape .... call it gold Tape ... call it the most valuable tape in the world .... I don't care ... but for $356.85 ... I would like more than just tape keeping my plane in the air and operational. Ok .... now personally ... first this was posted at gizmodo.com .... I am not convinced about the veracity of the pic ... looks a little manufactured...but if not..... is it to much to ask for $356.85 ... that I have more than tape on the wings ... come on folks ... is the bottom line worth a few hundred persons lives ... just to save a few $'s .....I mean when the plane first came off the assembly line was there duct tape there??? Did the other persons $356.85 buy a roll ... A challenge to convince me that the $356.85 which is paid by a couple of hundred persons for a flight or two couldn't provide more that just duct tape on the wings.

...So it has been awhile.... AVA seems to take all my time...and we just added Abby (April's daughter from her last marriage) .... Stay at home dad is

... a very interesting job ... more than 40 a week..with a few benefits. So I am working on a few things ... CPA Exam studying ... opening a business ....doing something I love ....and spending time with my daughter ...WOW what a life HEY ...and getting to watch the WORLD CUP ... ya got to love a vuvuzela ....LOL. Sounds like the killer bees are hovering to attack doesn't it? I do think it is wrong how everyone is we need to ban them...blah, blah, blah.... We just think we own it all we sit on our couches watch the World Cup and tell other cultures how they should be .... LOL ... you don't like the vuvuzela sound turn down the volume .... DING !!!! Ok, to the next issue... next post: duct tape ....LOL

A nice full life ... man there is always something to learn...

Well...I just noticed that my last post was...A.V.A.'s birthday...the day she was born. That day I was complaining about all I watched April go through in giving birth. She finally ended up giving birth, that nite @ 10:45 pm...and I watched the entire process. The entire process from start to beginning of a woman giving birth without almost any drugs. Not sure if you can count the 1mg of pain med she took, and I also saw the nurse ask her in the middle of it all...when the contractions were spiking...if she wanted more...and like the trooper she is ... she said 'No' .... it was very, very impressive. So A.V.A. is here. She is adorable. She has raised her head, smiled at me (beyond gas I believe) ... and has consumed our sleep, and our hearts. I am doing the Daddy Daycare thing right now. I spend every day with her while April is at work. It is a great, unique opportunity that every man should experience. You will learn so much about yourself, and about your child. It is also difficult because you are forced to live your own perspectives. I say that regarding my perspective of America having succumb to the greed of it all by having both parents out of the house, with no one at home. I am staying at home right now to provide that support a point I believe that is important. It is important to have someone available to raise the child, one of the parents preferably. If you are not raising your child the question goes to who is? I am learning so many different things from her and April about children. It is a great and draining experience. I am missing my life handbook ... this is the chapter ,that everyone should dog-ear.

A.V.A. `s Birthday....is it today

Well, April and I arrived at the hospital about 6:15 am this morning. She has been enduring constant poking and prodding all day. Three attempts to break the water ... third times the charm @ 4pm....Now I am doubting if we should have allowed the induction. Oh well, we are now waiting. I am even clearer about why women give birth and not men. My patience sucks...but I am working on it.

Life....Life.....Life.....WOW......paranoid ramblings...not for the faint of heart!!!

God has a great sense of humor ..... Do I need to start to laugh now....or can I wait until the sting wears off. My life takes on a new twist turn ... after resolving to a picture of me in a 2 door mini, wind across my bald brown head .... now that picture changes. What do u do when it changes....dramatically hang on, & scream during this rollercoaster ride ..... when is the puking appropriate .... am I happy...well of course I am .... but DAMN. I feel like the piece of wheat that has endured all in the field ... looking forward to those last cool winters that lead to the end of my life. "POOF" I suddenly have to step outside of me...and live outside of me. My appreciation for my blessings is deep, yet at times I have a problem focusing on them as blessings. It is the mortal, human side of myself. I am not perfect, but I keep wasting time trying to be just 1/2 the man my father was. He wasn't perfect....yet he was to me...in everything he did. I will never forget the last time I saw him with a breath in his body ... I remember his smell, his look it almost haunts and comforts me in my darkest moments, taunts and pushes me in my brightest. I did do a few things right before he passed, I was honest with myself, I am not sure he saw it that way, but I was the man he raised me to be. I read a quote today that was profound for the paranoid, that would be me. It said (in paraphrase) don't worry so much about getting f**ked in the world, it happens, just be aware when your pants are down around your ankles. A lucid point from a 73 yr old man who I am sure has hoisted them up from around his ankles a couple of times during his 73 yr stint in life. Well that is life for now, I am blessed and cursed all in the same breath, and it is just a matter of how I choose to view it. Take care kiddies!!!

Woman’s Shattered Life Shows Ground Beef Inspection Flaws - NYTimes.com

So what is missing here. Is it a care for human well being placed below profit. Is it what we want as consumers, I doubt it. This is disgusting ... not an article for the faint of stomach. The story of the young lady in this story is a sad one....it makes us wonder what is the line for making a profit ... or should I say making more of a profit. I mean seriously how much more would it really cost to provide assurance to we the consumers...and don`t you think it is worth it.


Woman’s Shattered Life Shows Ground Beef Inspection Flaws - NYTimes.com

Ex-Falcon QB spent sad life in long, lonely end zone | ajc.com

Wow....this is a must read....the slide is so slight....from the top to where u think is the bottom....WOW


Ex-Falcon QB spent sad life in long, lonely end zone | ajc.com

So as you see I have left the current events focus....

Don`t worry we will be back there ... but now I speak of life. You may ask why...well if you have read previously you know I came very close to losing mine...and then shortly thereafter, I lost my father. As many others I now look at my own mortality with fear and irreverence. I have found a certain quantifiable factor which I now am trying to set set free from my body before to many suns set upon my existence....for that time will come....of that I am now sure. This quantifiable factor or tangible piece ... may be no more than the quotes of many who have passed before me or it may be some deep profound thought....the latter I am skeptical of ... but what I do know is before I leave this plane of existence I need to utter it. This need is a driving force....almost like an almost blinding passion that slowly eats away at the interior of my mind. I suppress it, like many others probably....yet it gnaws away desiring to free itself from me. I see it in glimpses .... and then it disappears ... like a shadow that moves past your peripheral and then cloaks itself in the darkness.... and then when you seek it in that shadow by shining the light ... it thins itself ..... like a piece of paper .... showing only its thinnest edge. Leaving you a feeling as if it was your imagination .... the thought was never there. Making you think you were crazy .... but then you think back to this stream of consciousness ..... and like a sentence or my words as you read them now .... the stream just stops and goes underground as streams do out of your sight .... but you know that they lead somewhere ... just as they came from somewhere. These are not the ramblings of a wise or eloquent man just the ramblings of a scared man who has watched all his tomorrows .... the ones he dreamed of .... become his yesterdays. Every nite when I close my eyes I pray silently that I am allowed to have another morning to wake to.... each day is a blessing.

Life....what an interesting thing it is....

So it is late & I am just sending a post. Need to get back in the habit again. Things are changing in this thing I call life. I am physically feeling much better...emotionally, still miss my dad & my youth...lol. There is something to be said for life at my age though...your appreciation grows by leaps and bounds. You notice people younger than you still fighting to "be good people" ... or better than the people they deem "bad". It makes you wonder why did I waste so much of my energy when I was younger doing that. (I have an admission....I am doing this post from the OQO & I haven`t found the question mark symbol, LOL) Not that I worry about being gramatically correct on my blog.... Anyway, I wonder how much of my life did I give away to looking good, which made others, look or feel bad. You know my FB quote talks about how you made people feel and the profound effect that has on people.

2 marriages later I find ... I didn`t do to well on the second one ... and marginally ok on it my first go round. I learned though that being honest about who you are, with yourself is the source of happiness for all around you. I sought something from # 2 that she could never provide .... peace for my restless soul. I sought a happiness that was not in her playbook ... she never even had that page or that play in her playbook. I am glad we are done ... it is better for both of us ... I would have ended up crazier than I already am .... and she would have hated me more than she does now. For all my jokes I have to say...I want her to find her real happiness ... even though she doesn't understand that concept. She married me to be married, and that is not what I need in this world ...I need a connection....just like I believe we all do. I don't need a soulmate ... just a connection .... someone I can enjoy this life with, who gets me...as I get them. So for all you people out there thinking ... you have the perfect woman or you are the perfect woman .... STOP NOW. Think about my words....they would want to know me intimately....mentally, emotionally, and physically. I am alot of work .... think of it as the Sistine Chapel in the sand ..... thanks for dropping by .... later killas !!!