"Your Dreams are Never Silly; Depend on Them to Guide You"
It was on a fortune cookie I received a few years ago. Being a salesperson, it struck a cord with me.
So here is my question to you, all my friends: What is your current major dream that is guiding you?
If you have read this blog, you should already know what mine is, but what is yours. Please comment under this entry.
I hope you are enjoying your Summer Christien. Daddy loves you and misses you. Ya mismo, mi hijo, ya mismo.
It's time for another one of my famous (infamous?) quick hits.
I was going through some old work emails when I came acroos the following quote. It was attached to a chain, but I won't subject you to that part.
"The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you"
I miss you Christien. Summer is halfway over. I hope you have been enjoying it. Grandma's birthday was yesterday and she wished she could've seen you. She's up there right now. You have a whole other family, mi hijo, that wants to know how you're doing. Cuidate, we'll be together before we know it.
So I recently added a new friend who goes by Sports Lover, and she asked me my thoughts about about the whole baseball steroids "scandal". As I was replying to her, I realized it would make a pretty good blog entry. So, all credit goes to her for making me consider this topic.
Her initial question was regarding Jason Giambi having to go in front of the Mitchell investigation. Below is my reply. Enjoy.
....As far as Giambi is concerned, they should be praising the man for coming out and telling the truth rather than villifying him. But what do you expect when the commissioner is one of the owners who gave the wink and nod during the steroids era. It's farily obvious a lot of guys did it, we know who many of them are, and baseball is always going to have the "Steroids Era". They (MLB) need to acknowledge it, acknowledge their complacency and complicity in it, and move on. I don't think it will ever happen, though, because the majority of these owners are overgrown egotistical children who probably don't want to to be exposed to lawsuits once the detrimental affects of the steroids starts hitting these players- much like what happened in the NFL and is happening in Pro Wrestling.
Christien, daddy is still loving and missing you. The Lord will bring us together, soon. I can fell it. Until then, cuidate mi hijo. Que Dios te Bendiga.
These are in no particular order. They're just stuff cluttering my brain.
1) I wonder if the Wampanoags debated much before they went to go help the pilgrims - technically, America's 1st illegal immigrants.
2) Are the Red Sox really that good, or are the Yanks just napping?
3) I'm sick of Paris, Brittney, Lindsay, et al. Remember when Mother Teresa made headlines?
4) I have over 200 channels and I still couldn't find anything worth watching. Now I know how Springsteen felt, and he only had 57.
5) Are salespeople really as annoying as you make us feel we are. If you own a business, how are your salespeople compared to us?Do you think them annoying, or persistent? Why are we any different?
6) Psalm 23
7) If I knew then what I know now...I'd have gotten into a lot more trouble!
8) Can anybody truthfully tell me where the presidential candidates stand on any three important issues. Have they actually taken a stance?
9) Live Earth was cool, but how many trees did it take to offset all the carbon for it? As an aside, the "Think" mini with the old lady and the store owner was fantastic, and the mini about the pig iron highlighted why environmenatalism is hard to adopt. I could do without Super Bloke.
10) Is it NFL season yet?
Christien, you're not on that list because you are not clutter in my brain. You are in the forefront of my thoughts and prayers. God is great and He answers all prayers. Please know I ask Him to watch over you every day until the day we are together again. Te quiro mi hijo. Que Dios te bendiga.
Can anyone guess what me and the the guy in the picture have in common?
I hope everyone had an enjoyable 4th and came away with all your appendages intact. That is all for now. Have a beautiful day.
Christien I hope you got to see the fireworks and enjoyed them. I'm still trying, mi hijo, and I won't stop. zi love you and miss you. Cuidate, please. Que Dios te bendiga, mi hijo.
Today, I want to get political. I was watching the new this morning and they brought up an interesting point. They were talking about the new Clinton commercial that was a mock up of the Soprano's finale. Now, they didn't show the whole commercial, but they were talking about how this election is totally different than any other in the way the candidates are reaching out to voters. Namely, no one’s really talking issues, candidates are sticking to sound bites, and the big story is who's raised the most money. Essentially the election has been turned into a high school popularity contest.
I started thinking about this: What are each candidates' position? I know a little bit about the candidates, but not enough to choose one. Me personally, I'm more comfortable with Bill Richardson. I would like to see a Latino in there, and his commercials have appealed to me. However what does it say about me that I am actually considering a candidate based on their political commercial?
This country has some serious problems. Greed and ambivalence has allowed this country to degrade. This election is beginning to remind me of the part in Bradbury's "Fahrenheit 451" where the wife were discussing who they were going to vote for based on how good they looked on camera.
And by the way, I don't care if a Republican, Democrat, or some 3rd Party is elected, I would finally just like to have a president who won't lie to us, tell us honestly what is going on, and won't curtail our rights "for our own good". This election should be a turning point for this country. It needs to be. We need to make it. Just my 2 cents
School's nearly over Christien. I hope you've been getting good grades and are getting excited about going up a grade. I wish I could've spoken with you on Father's day, but hopefully I’ll have a chance to wish you a happy birthday in person or, at least, on the phone. I love you, mi hijo. Cuidate y portate bien.
Yo Quiero Ser Como Tú - Danny Berríos
Se sienta a mi lado un abrazo me da
me dice papi le contesto que es
con su almohadita se recuesta a mi
y me dice papi yo quiero ser como tú.
Lo acuesto en su cama y un beso le doy
apagando las luces hago una oración
que cuando el crezca el vea en mi
un padre que vive - para Dios!
Señor yo quiero ser como Tu
porque el quiere ser como yo..
yo quiero ser un buen ejemplo
que sus ojitos puedan ver….
Señor ayúdame a enseñarle
que el pueda entender
que yo quiero ser como Tu
porque el quiere ser como yo.
Admito que tengo mucho que aprender
cometo errores, lo sabes muy bien
las presiones de la vida vienen sobre mi
necesito tu ayuda...solo no voy a poder.
Me quiero esforzar y aprender más de ti
ser paciente y tierno lleno de amor
que el aprende de lo que ve
que tu imagen señor es lo que vea en mi!
Señor yo quiero ser como tu
porque el quiere ser como yo
yo quiero ser un buen ejemplo
que sus ojitos puedan ver….
Señor ayúdame a enseñarle
que el pueda entender
que yo quiero ser como tú
porque el quiere ser como yo.
Quizás el mire a mi diciendo papi es el mejor
pero es que estoy aprendiendo de mi padre celestial.
Señor yo quiero ser como tu
porque el quiere ser como yo
yo quiero ser un buen ejemplo
que sus ojitos puedan ver….
Señor ayúdame a enseñarle
que el pueda entender
que yo quiero ser como tu
porque el quiere ser como yo.
"Love Without End, Amen" by George Strait
I got sent home from school one day with a shiner on my eye
Fighting was against the rules and it didn't matter why
When dad got home I told that story just like I'd rehearsed
And then stood there on those trembling knees and waited for the worst.
And he said, "Let me tell you a secret about a father's love
A secret that my daddy said was just between us."
He said, "Daddies don't just love their children every now and then
It's a love without end, amen, it's a love without end, amen."
When I became a father in the spring of '81
There was no doubt that stubborn boy was just like my father's son.
And when I thought my patience had been tested to the end
I took my daddy's secret and I passed it on to him.
And he said, "Let me tell you a secret about a father's love
A secret that my daddy said was just between us."
He said, "Daddies don't just love their children every now and then
It's a love without end, amen, it's a love without end, amen."
Last night I dreamed I died and stood outside those pearly gates
When suddenly I realized there must be some mistake
If they know half the things I've done, they'll never let me in
And then somewhere from the other side I heard these words again.
And he said, "Let me tell you a secret about a father's love
A secret that my daddy said was just between us."
He said, "Daddies don't just love their children every now and then
It's a love without end, amen, it's a love without end, amen."
