ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Lars Hindsley is a self-employed single full time father, a writer, a non conservative Republican, a reformed idealist (a compromisationalist), ex-musician, God fearing cynic that could more easily be described in two words as a "Rugged Intellectual".
Lars writings range from "how to" articles to commentaries and advice. You'll find movie reviews and video picks of the day side by side with serious writings.
Lars offers perspective from an Anglo-Christian moral position while never lording over anyone unlike himself. Lars is of the opinion that if you are going to complain, you should offer a solution. His perspective on the world is that many of us fight societal evolution to frustrating ends without a genuine understanding of what it is we are all up against.
Reading his articles should provide you with positive energy towards living out your day. You may not be able to change the world but you can navigate it to live a rich and rewarding life. Enjoy Lars’ works, there are years of writings to choose from.
I've been working on a personal book for my family to read one day. Truly a labor of love. Days such as today are pensive and thoughtful. However today I won't write privately, I think I'd like to tell this story publicly...
Today's little league games were rained out. And I because of the rain I didn't want my son waiting in the rain for me outside school since we no longer live in the neighborhood. When I picked him up he asked what our plans were. I said, "We are still going clothes shopping, just no game." First we picked up his younger brother from pre-school, which is generally the other way around, but because of the rain...
I had to drop a letter at the post office and my youngest insists "I can do it dad, let me!" I tell him, "OK, go straight through the doors and put it in the slot. Ask people if you can't find it." Watching him the whole way, I saw pride beaming off of him. He strolls back to the car, "Did it!"
I'm a single full time father. Two boys both from different mothers. Each year Mother's Day comes around and my eldest son; now eleven tells me, "Happy Mother's Day" and he gives me a kiss on the cheek. He's been doing it for about four years now. However when my ex-wife and I separated two years ago, the act of him doing this became a bit more heartfelt. I never asked him if anyone put him up to it, but even this past weekend, Mother's Day 2008 he did it again. It got me to thinking...
Children need parents that love them. In a perfect world they will have a mother and father that are with them throughout childhood. A mother to nurture them in the early years and a father to guide them and participate with them as they grow. Along the way both lines between parents intersect. It seems to me the natural order of things. Children have parents, two parents. While in case of wild animals sometimes a mother is all they need, and at other times a father is all a wild animal needs, in the case of humans I can see a child can do no better than two parents, together.
So when for what-ever reason a child is left with one parent or more commonly now, split parents you have to ask yourself what does this mean to a child? Look at mine for example, he tells me "Happy Mother's Day" and I'm his father. I know he loves his mother and she is a part of his life but as I have for most of his life been fortunate enough to raise him primarily... I sense in him ...almost pity for me. Yes, you read that right. Obviously he doesn't see me as his ... more»
I manage my son's little league team. Today my son's little league team entered a game with a 7-1 winning record against the team that thumped us the first game of the season. They lost the first game the season only to go on to win the next 7 games in a row. I'm proud they all responded so well to learning more about the game and how to win.
Today's game went to extra innings. We led in the top of the 6th which is normally the last inning in little league regulation games. Our lead was 4-1. Now if you don't know little league baseball, a 4-1 game is impressive. It's a defensive struggle. And this game was a battle. We tug two players out stealing home, as did the team we played. We tug players out attempting extra bases with a crucial tag out at third by our only female player. I was very proud of her.
So in the top bottom of the 6th all we needed were three outs and it would thankfully be over. My son was pitching and his fast ball looked great. In fact, the little guy was even showing off to five girls as the umpire pointed out to me. Oh my...my son is growing up. But he seemed to go into a small funk and with a strange pop up in the infield that bounced in fair territory and refused to roll foul, they had a man aboard. He stole second and then my son walked another runner. The next batter promptly hit a three run home run to tie the game. I felt the tide turning. Then my son snapped out of it, and proceeded to pull out the inning. We made out of the inning without giving up the winning run. We were going to extra innings with the score tied 4-4.
Now you should also know, I'm all about positive energy. My articles here are not wasted on adults only. I am always telling the kids, "If you never quit, you get there." And "Never let anyone say it can't be done." I call the kids in for a coaches pep-talk.
I've been thinking of running for political office locally. I've run the gamut of politics through little league and of course learned how to defend myself against liars of all sorts in recent history...
I've spoken to the right people about this and there is a vacancy coming up in my district. They sounded excited to have me step up and frankly I'm flattered to think such an opportunity would fall into place.
Anybody have an opinion on this? You don't have to private e-mail me, you can respond as a comment if you like.
In recent weeks I've had many readers e-mail me about how their own lives have been touched by my words. I'm humbled. Truly. But I will say this. If I wasn't doing so well after divorce, everything I had to share would mean crap. I had to be blunt.
Let me share how life is good. In fact how my life is great.
Last year I managed my son's little league team. This year I returned to the managers role. I manage the same team too, in name that is. We lost our first game of the season. Last year we lost our first game too. In fact we lost our second. But we ended the season with a winning record. We not only finished with a winning record, we finished in second place. We made the play-offs too.
This year after losing our first game we have now won seven in a row. We are now 7-1 in first place.
Now for my second son.. my youngest. He too plays in the league. I assistant coach on his team. And I've found for him ...just getting started in organized ball I found that his love for the game is greater than I knew. The first game of his season... he put his uniform on at breakfast and wore it the next three days. I'm not kidding. And yes, I washed it.
We are a small family and in life, I've learned it throws you curve balls. You just have to learn how to hit em. I said that today by accident in front of sales woman and she stopped me and said... "Wow... that is so true." While baseball is not my life, I've learned a lot of life's lessons are played out on that baseball field.
I got this e-mail today. It's not the first time I've had someone e-mail me about helping others going through divorce. Last week it was a young girl dealing with a blame shifter.
God in heaven, I'm happy to help people. This letter is a major affirmation that my words do help and I'm grateful to God that I've had the ability to articulate words that help people move into action.
To Lars Hindsley –
I just felt compelled to write you to thank you for the thread you posted about a man’s guide to surviving divorce. My wife and I were married for 13 yrs together for fifteen and have three beautiful children. The oldest is not biologically mine but has called me dad since he was 2. We had an amazing rollercoaster ride of a marriage that survived infidelity financial ruin, but also had some awesome times. We were separated for almost six months before she moved back in to try again. Two weeks before this last Christmas, she said she “loved me, but wasn’t in love with me” love that line. I had her moved out two days before Christmas and in her new place. For the first two months I was obviously devastated and completely shell shocked. I’d done, and I’m still doing a lot of self evaluation, and thought I had a good grip on how to relate to her and make our marriage what I’d hoped it could be. She said it was “too late”, go figure.
I found you thread, printed it out and read it religiously sometimes four or five times a day. I am currently learning the process of convert my old “doormat” self into the self-respecting confident man I used to be. Like you I guess I was ... more»
In going over stats tonight I found one article was getting a ton of hits from this site: eNotAlone.com.
Seems my article on Blame Shifting found an audience. I found that a great number of users from that site came over on a recommendation to read this article of mine: Understanding the Blame Shifter.
Years ago I read a book... actually I listened to it (many times) by Peter Senge, named The Fifth Discipline. It was about thinking in totality, seeing things from a distant view where a system is in place.
From this book and I took a couple major disciplines from it for life. One was the art of thinking in systems and the other was the concept of mental models. Today I want to explain systems thinking in regards to my life and my children's lives.
Let me first give an example in my life so you may see how it can relate in your own life. The other night I was installing a new shower head system in my shower. The boys and I are in the bathroom with all the parts. My oldest son is keen to state we should be reading the directions to our youngest son. This may seem strange that one son is dictating this information to another but it is part of systems thinking being instilled from one family member to another. However for years and years since my first son received his first set of Lincoln Logs we always used directions. To this day he always refers to directions when building or assembling things. Why do I mention this? Reading the directions in full and having them in advance of a project is in fact a form of systems thinking.
You see when you step back and view things on a whole you are better prepared to work within that system even if you are only going to operate strictly within a small segment. Now I'll return to my story of the plumbing.
So... our move is complete and it's been a few weeks at our new location. Wow... finally getting settled. And things are admittedly super fantastic!
If you know me it all surrounds things working out for my kids. And because things are going great for them ... I'm happy.
Both boys have little league games tomorrow for which I coach. Then we are off to an event mid-day then to a party out of state and on Sunday we are going to see Ironman on the Imax screen!
My kids don't get all the fun. I'm getting a new bed! LOL, I'm actually getting a smaller bed. The past few days have been really stressful with the move. Ironically all my friends were away this week, one in Peru with his wife, one on a trail hike with his wife... Another on vacation... I had to pay for movers in the end, but that actually resulted in a discount on storage so I guess it's true everything happens for a reason. Wow... the blog article I could write about THAT statement. Just yesterday I had to do one thing that led to another and suddenly I found myself feeling like it was the best day in the past 2 years. Things really do happen for a reason.
On days like yesterday and today, I believe it more than ever. While I'm sure tougher days still lie ahead, I've said it many times. I could live just about anywhere in any condition and as long as I'm with my kids I'll be happy. But I'm not living just anywhere, or in any bad conditions. We are right next to our new YMCA, across the street from the state park, walking distance to our grocery, video store and pet shop...
To all friends and family. It seems so many of us have many important things going on in our lives right now. I just wanted to leave this update that we have finished our move and are looking forward to a great summer. I've been informed of a lot of great news ahead of me and we even may get to go on a large family trip.
I learned a lot about my son's during our move too. They both love to help, and of course they boy love to play. Children will make a game out of anything. It puts things in perspective.
I had over a year to plan my move and frankly even with the lack of physical help, I found I had a lot of help along the way. I've also been able to really plan. When I moved, my phone service was down on my home and business for no more than four hours. The same goes for my Internet access.
I'm drained right now. Amazed I even had the will to type. Tomorrow is closing day, I also have to umpire a little league game. I really am tired.
In March of 2008 I had the honor of speaking with yet another of my heroes, Cy Curnin of the Fixx. We spoke at length and it was hardly like an interview and more of a conversation. We have both shared similar experiences in life from both being vocalist and writers to divorce. It made it easy for us to discuss everything. This is an interview (conversation) without boundaries. I've edited out much of our small talk and more personal discussion to keep the interview flowing.
I've found in meeting Cy once before and again in this phone conversation he is very much in touch with life and what makes life worth living. Cy is one of those heroes you don't mind meeting as he is not full of himself and communicates just what he thinks and feels. I believe you will enjoy getting to know Cy Curnin better through this conversation. Enjoy.
LARS:How you doing Cy?
Cy Curnin: Reporting from the field, Cy Curnin, ducking bullets on Melrose.Harley’s flying past every five seconds, but that’s the way it is, life today in the fast lane.
LARS:(chuckles) Where are you calling from?
CY CURNIN: I’m calling from LA, Melrose Avenue.My favorite hall for sitting outside Starbucks because they have free Wi-Fi and I get to watch some pretty ladies go by.Feeling like an old git.(laughs)
LARS:Do you remember the state of Delaware, ever playing there?
CY CURNIN: I do!Yeah, I do.One by the water, on a floating gig we did.
LARS:Do you remember an acoustic gig you did, in a small bar?
What is it that we all yearn for in our lives? The answer, control. We are all just one breath away from losing everything from our health and jobs to love. Things are so fragile and we long to control our destiny. Why else do we try and earn money? To ensure our future, to give us control over it.
For many of us we can't let go. And why should we?
We all have an agenda. We live our lives by our desires and needs. Morality plays some part for some of us while with others, there are no rules in getting from point A. to point B.
All of these lives are points in time crossing each other affecting the control of others over each others destiny. A car crash could mean a love one doesn't come home today. A heart attack could leave the breadwinner of a family out of work affecting everyone while opening a path for someone else.
In my life I admit I cannot control everything. You can't make a woman love you but you can put yourself in her path to find you. In that you force fate. While I work hard to support my children and work to live, I don't allow the lack of control in some areas to affect the happiness I seek.
We all look to the future with very little consideration. Some of us have well laid out plans. Some of us have an agenda that everyone around is are merely pawns. But in the end, the future has the last laugh.
There are many sayings in life. Some become hackneyed expressions, while others hold deep meaning. One I've learned years ago has become one that came back to me time and again to teach me a lot about life. That is the saying, your audience finds you.
I first heard it when I was the front for a local band. I was making the rounds with radio stations pushing for airplay. Who I heard it from, I can't remember. It wasn't something profound when I first heard it. It was just one of those... "Yeah you're right" times of acknowledgment. It could have been a disc jockey, but I think it was a fellow musician or perhaps a guitar tech. I can't say for sure. Who ever it was, it started with me explaining our bands sound. I was defining how I sing, I was explaining we had two guitarists that traded off lead guitar solos and how that gave us more than one flavor. Someone said to me to assure me that it didn't matter what we sounded like because... our audience would find us. We didn't have to go find our audience.
Over the years I recall that analysis and observation about how the music industry works. It applied to business. Many folks had these crazy ideas for usable web sites, from gaming forums to odds bettors, and even bonsai tree enthusiasts. I remembered to myself and assured people with their idea, "your audience will find you."
At one point I gave that advice to myself about love. I realized that I was a unique guy. I was tough and strong but genuinely sensitive, only I had to get to know you first. That made it hard for me to get the right woman to strike up immediate ... more»
The first song that hooked me on this band back in the 90's. Roll To Me.
Now, I've had plenty of video of the day picks based soully on musical merit, today however I'm happy to provide you one that has some visual fun to it. The video features all the band members being rolled around in baby carriages and strollers by adoring women. Bobble head type Del Amitri band members cracked me up the first time I saw it, and the visual holds up over time.
A short two minute song that is well worth a watch: Roll To Me - Del Amitri
Look around your world pretty baby Is it everything you hoped it (would) be? The wrong guy, the wrong situation The right time to roll to me
Look into your heart pretty baby, Is it aching with some nameless need. Is there something wrong and you cant put your finger on it Right then, roll to me
And I dont think I have ever seen a soul so in despair So if you want to talk the night through Guess who will be there?
So don't try to deny it pretty baby, You've been down so long you can hardly see When the engines stalled and it wont stop raining It's the right time to roll to me
Look around your world pretty baby Is it everything you hoped it (would) be? The wrong guy, the wrong situation The right time to roll to me
Since the advent of renting albums and videos back in the 70's and 80's the music and film industry has been aware every copy of anything purchased in those realms is a potential lost sale.
You may recall a video recorder called Go-Video that took 10 or 15 years to hit the market because the movie industry effectively stopped the sale of a dual video recorder unit. Go-Video had to take an offensive stance but struggled so long that we consumers never saw it on store shelves when we needed it.
Fair use, the Digital Millennium Copyright Act and other terms all surround the topic of copyright infringment.
In the twist of separation you excelled at being free. ...We will never be uncommon again.
It's a typical love song about a guy that wants his girl back. Why, because he loves her. It is thinking like this that will get you killed. But for those of you foolish enough to put your hand back in the fire... this song is for you bros.
...Oh and I should mention my girlfriend Josie thinks this song sucks.
I guess now it's time for me to give up I feel it's time Got a picture of you beside me Got your lipstick mark still on your coffee cup Got a fist of pure emotion Got a head of shattered dreams Gotta leave it, gotta leave it all behind now
Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it I just want you back for good Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it You'll be right and understood
Unaware but underlined I figured out this story It wasn't good But in the corner of my mind I celebrated glory But that was not to be In the twist of separation you excelled at being free Can't you find a little room inside for me
Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it I just want you back for good Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it You'll be right and understood
And we'll be together, this time is forever We'll be fighting and forever we will be So complete in our love We will never be uncovered again
Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it I just want you back for good Whenever I'm wrong just tell me ... more»
We fathers and mothers want our children to to be all the good things in us and cast aside the bad things in us. Some of us parents want even more for our children. We want them not to have to learn the lessons we learned the hard way, instead we want them to learn from our experiences through our words.
We want our children to know us beyond the grave and pass on what we embraced to be true in our lives in the hope that it could be true in their lives too. Every now and again something from my ongoing memoirs seems more important than giving it to only my sons.
Life is not a movie. The nobility and pride in the movies we experience are hardly ever, if ever experienced in real life. Real life is much tougher and the price for nobility comes at much higher toll in contrast to what is projected in a two hour time frame. Words are so easy, action comes at consequence.
No one ever wants to admit mistakes. Certainly not the big ones. I must confess, I've made some big ones. In some ways I feel like fate was setting me up for the ultimate big mistake. And from my biggest mistake, there was no movie moment to put it all in perspective. There was just one big miss to clean up and it certainly wasn't resolved in two hours of film.
Today I’d like to pay homage to good pizza. There is a lot of history behind pizza which I won’t bore you with but there is a type of pizza that is somewhat a dying breed. It is the brick oven or coal oven pizza, not to be confused with wood oven pizza. The lore of New Yorkers tells of a great pizza made in a small corner pizza shop in downtown Manhattan named Lombardi’s.
Lombardi’s is a nice story too. Located in Little Italy at 32nd and Spring Streets. I first visited it back in 2005 when my son and I dropped in on the recommendation of my ex-wife. She had eaten their prior and who knows how she came about the place. But in the end, she told me how great it was and I wanted to know if she was right. I mean, I had to know if a Ukrainian woman really knew pizza! LOL Turns out she did. What she didn’t know to tell me was that I was going to what is rumored to be the oldest Pizza parlor in New York, and more specifically that I would be dining on “coal oven” pizza.
Although Gennaro Lombardi wasn’t the actual maker (pizziolas) of the pizza at first (an employee at his grocery was selling it and it became popular) he did open Lombardi’s Pizza in 1905. His employee later opened his own pizzeria on Coney Island. Thus Anthoney Tontonno stepped out from under the shadow of Gennaro Lombardi to open his own Totonno’s. While the Totonno’s location is still the original location opened in 1924, the Lombardi’s of today is not at its original location (not that either matters). The original Lombardi’s was a block off of 32nd and Spring Street. Totonno’s now has multiple ... more»
When I was in the later days of my teens and rode my way in to my early twenties I wasn't just some young stud that thought he was impervious to bullets or death. The fact is I was wiser than my years. But I think most teens are. They just have too much energy to harness.
I wanted to sing in a band and one day I achieved it. But as I prepared for stage I lived life. I paid my dues. I fell in love, I lost love, I learned how people use you and abuse you in business. I learned what the real world was about.
And from this I wrote countless songs. I zeroed in on music or musicians that shared my vision. One comes to mind tonight. And I thought of them after recalling how my last teen romance ended with a young girl named Noel. This band called the Rainmakers had a song called: Small Circles.
There were two devastating stanzas of lyrics I held onto for years....
Then she grew up and I grew up And she got tough and I got tough So much for love, so much for love As we move in small circles
Now we make money and we're all right And we drive cars and wield our might We make love to people that we don't even like As we move in small circles
So read those words friends. I suspect anyone reading this is not some twenty-something. You are a grown adult that has seen what life is about. You must admit those words have some punch. And think of it... some young gun wrote them. A young musician with wisdom beyond his years wrote them as he felt them. He had to have encountered them. ... more»
We all have our vices. Mine is chocolate and sometimes doughnuts, oh... and sex. I also really love sex. But that is another topic. Today I want to talk about my lust for doughnuts. I suppose if these are my worst traits, I'll take them, but of all of them, the one I've been trying to beat is my lust for doughnuts, specifically chocolate iced.
I've been at it for the better part of a year now. My goal? To not desire them.
Today I believe was the day I crossed that threshold. As I dropped the kids at school and pre-school as I do everyday, I drove past the doughnut shop. Over the past year it was as simple as if I have the lust, I'll hit the drive through and buy two, or maybe just one. Eating a deep fried ring of dough is not exactly what the doctor ordered. I'll make this stop sometimes while running an errand right after drinking a glass of pomegranate juice or even eating a salad. Knowing this, I've been working on the problem of driving by the doughnut shop for the past year. Slowly I've worked by way down from two doughnuts to one. At a point I was able to drive by the shop eight out of ten times. In the past month I've been able to drive by it entirely.
Today however was much different. I drove by and didn't even have the desire. I believe I've conquered my lust for dough nuts. And frankly, you should know... ever since I was a boy if a girl and I were getting carried away kissing or more and she said stop, I could stop. I was always proud of myself in knowing I could turn off my sexual drive. Having this salient ... more»
The other day I'm speaking to an attorney (not my own) and we are talking about life and he offers this philosophical metaphor: We are bringing about that which we believe is happening to us.
I reply, "The self fulfilling prophecy" with confidence.
"No." He answers.
Now before I offer any more answers, I realize it's time to think of the context of his words.
I've been thinking on it for days. I don't mean as it consumes me but when I'm driving or laying in bed waiting for slumber to take me, with my eyes closed and thoughts are all I'm left with I think about what could it mean?
I'm posting this because I while going through things today I found some old old diary items and this song was one I hand wrote on the back of a diary entry dated 1989. I got to thinking....
OK... this song most likely may freak most of you out. But this is a song I LEARNED to like when I sang in a band. It was one of the best times in my life. I was dating an Olympic ice-skater, I owned a jeep we used to tear about over the countryside and a whole lot more. I came about this song by way of exploring who the band the Fixx was mixing company with. Rupert Hine did their production work and had a hand in their music. This is from an older album of Rupert Hines. The musician and romantic in me always latches on to great lyrics. And the lyrics to this song really had impact when I read them. So when I heard this song it really really took some effort to appreciate. The words drew me in. It's one of those songs where if you are fresh out of a broken romance you think they wrote the song for you. Great words, extremely ardent but wasted on a disjointed tune with labored singing. But once you get over that, the melody does work, just don't play it around your friends.
I want to start with the lyrics, I'd rather you appreciate this song lyrically first.
You noticed that I closed my eyes again And smiled in all the silence I have grown in me for you But then what accident of stars Brought you so late into my arms Where even now another sleeps Here in my heart I know that you and I are one I wonder if some joker laughs as he ... more»
I have some advice for people today. Do not wait for revenge.
This is a deep thought. Think hard now. How do you avoid revenge at its most early point? Do not put yourself in a position that could lead to your downfall.
It's best I explain by example. You need to start a business and the nature of it requires a partner. That partner should be someone you trust. You need to make a solid decision early on or you could run into trouble. If you make a bad choice and they have an agenda that hurts you. You may feel so burned that you want justice. If you don't get it, you could resort to revenge.
The essence of what is inside a person in today's world can be impossible to know. Some people play a part of a caring person while their actions go against everything they say. You should follow your instincts but many of us do not. Have you seen the film There Will Be Blood? The protagonist in this story Daniel Plainview never stepped out of "character" as the demon inside him never cared for anyone but himself. He kept his cards of who he really was impossibly close to his chest. A person like this is one where you must merely follow your instincts. Despite him never revealing to anyone his weaknesses or what he cared for (actually he let on to the false half-brother) everyone around him should have read his actions and not his words.
That is my advice to you today. Do not wait for revenge. Always be beyond it.
How is this possible? Here is what I know.
What people do is far more important than what they say. Look at me. Many days here I say a lot but few if ... more»
OK, I can't embed this one, so you'll have to follow the link but it is WELL worth it! It's a really fun video!
And I have a little story to tell surrounding this song. The song parallels a point I want to make. This song has a sad message wrapped in an upbeat tune. You get sour and sweet wrapped together.
This is a really fun upbeat song that my son's listen to HEAVY in rotation at the Hindsley home. :) They just showed it to me recently and we play it a lot. It's time to share it with you. :)
So here is my little story... Now, I should tell you all... I've recently heard that I write or post about a past ex when it comes to my Videos of the day etc... No offense folks, but that could NOT be further from the truth. To hear that comes as a surprise. Mostly because I'm very happy, I'm in a happy relationship and my life is full and rich in love. The concept of such offends me actually.
For instance I posted a Panic! At The Disco video the other day and I didn't read the lyrics, I just posted it as I was in a hurry working other things at my desk. While someone may feel I had a message there. There was not. It's just a great song. I have two Panic! At the Disco CD's and I figured I'd post a video by them to show I liked the band. I did a youtube search and posted one I randomly found. Actually I liked the video.
I've had many relationships in my life that make me a romantic man when it comes to the diametrical sides of love, happiness and tragedy. If you've ever seen ... more»
If you know me, I have this thing about ruling the world. You see, in life if you have the right partner in crime, you can rule the world. I mean... if you care about someone and they care about you and you put each other first, together you both become something more than you could ever be by yourselves. You are a team, it's you and the one you love against the world.
Just think of it. You and that person you love, sailing through life together. You can rule the world.
Reading the lyrics below without listening this song is meaningless. The lyrics below mean nothing to anyone except to those that understand what love is and how it makes you a better person.
You light the skies, up above me A star, so bright, you blind me, yeah Don’t close your eyes Don’t fade away, don’t fade away-
Oh
Yeah you and me we can ride on a star If you stay with me girl We can rule the world- Yeah you and me we can light up the sky If you stay by my side We can rule the world-
If walls break down, I will comfort you If angels cry, oh I’ll be there for you You've saved my soul Don’t leave me now, don’t leave me now
Oh
Yeah you and me we can ride on a star If you stay with me girl We can rule the world Yeah you and me, we can light up the sky If you stay by my side We can rule the world-
Oooooh All the stars are coming out tonight They're lighting up the sky tonight For you, for you All the stars are coming out tonight They’re lighting up the sky tonight For you, for you-... more»
Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Off Her Clothes
Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better ---- Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close
So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up)
Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I�d let you kill this chorus?
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will ... more»
The Plural of Lars is Lars.
"I've know two Lars in my lifetime."
The possessive is Lars's. Yes. it is in fact an apostrophe followed by an "s".
"Those are Lars's children."
And now you know.
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I mean, don't we all know someone that is just simply so flatly narcissistic that they only care about themselves to a point that they call anyone that knows them as a narcissist, a narcissist.
A person like this can't be reasoned with. They may even have them-self convinced they are a victim... OK... that's taking it too far. They are just evil and they know it and they know how to play any part that suits them. Just read the article above. :)
I eat smart. And while I do have a sweet tooth I make up for it by exercising anytime I eat foods high in calories. I do make sure to never overdue it and I have some rules for myself. The opinions in my article are my opinions and while I use facts to stand on, I'm not insisting I know all about the subject or that I am an authority. I'm just a guy taking care of himself with less than 2 percent body fat.
YOU must be acutely aware of the size ongoing. If it takes reinvesting in smaller dinner plates, do it. Here is one straight from my home, we have a creed, "We are Hindsley's not heathens." We don't eat out of the bag or box. This serves two purposes in my home. It indoctrinates a level of class with my children and it starts them on portion control. How many times have you eaten your way through a whole bag of chips or some other snack? What woman doesn't eat straight out of the ice-cream bucket? Oh!
Do not let someone serve you large portions, your human nature will overdrive your common sense. You will eat more. As an aside, eating slower will also give you a feeling of fullness faster. No one will listen to me on this, but in my day I've learned it to be true.
To all concerned about my family. I'm awaiting important knews today and anticipate and hope for good news. Your hopes and prayers are appreciated today. more»
There is not one woman whom has ever been with me that could say we come in under 13 minutes. I don't know who does and I suppose I don't want to know. :)
It may be no surprise now. The house is sold. But don't feel sorry for us. The setting may change but me and the boys are still together.
For the same reasons I don't post what my favorite TV shows are, I won't speak of what will happen next in my life.
It seems no matter were some people go they create curiosity about their past and somehow those curiosity seekers wind up finding me. Should you people looking for answers need to contact me, do so. My e-mail is not hard to find.
Here are answers to various people's questions asked of me in private e-mails which I've been too busy to get back to personally, sorry:
Are your articles being ghost written lately? No.
Why don't you post photos of you or your children anymore? Because they say too much about my personal life. While I never posted half of my most telling photos, what I did post said too much. Live and learn. I need my privacy now and to protect others in my life.
What's the status of your child custody case? It's still on for later this summer. But there is a lot going on now that is far too serious to discuss here or at all. For my children's sake, I'm not going to discuss it. My family still needs and appreciates your prayers.
Are you divorced yet? LOL, Yes. Since March 2007. But I'm not single. I have someone really special in my life right now.
If you put on new king pins and tie rods do you need to do a complete wheel alignment? Yes. Yes you do.
Why do you root for the Phillies, they are a blue collar team! Is that a question or insult? I root ... more»
OK, I have to laugh. Here it is the second game of the 2008 baseball season for the Philadelphia Phillies. They lose their first game from a big time blown save. The game was won, but they gave up enough runs in the ninth to lose it.
You wait two days for game two of the series.
Your ACE pitcher gives up one run and you lose 1-0.
Here is the part where I laugh. I load the home page of the http://www.philadelphiaphillies.com/ and I see the headline: Phillies unable to back Hamel's masterful outing and as usual, just like last year, what do the Phillies do?
You guessed it. They put up a highlight from the game prior of Rollin's hitting a homerun "J Roll hits a two run shot and the Phil's take the lead again!"
Now what is wrong with this picture? You wince a bit, you dip your head and think, "These knuckleheads will never understand true Phillies fans. We don't need to see this crap. Tell it like it is..."
The Phil's lost again but we will not give up hope.
That is all you really have to do. Don't sell us this Philly is awesome video next the a heartbreaking loss. It's just flat out insulting to those of of fans that have a brain God gave us.
I don't root for but one Philly team. The Phillies. And days like this, I think hard on it.
But I never give up on them. Even when I despise the management and the year after year problem of NO PITCHING.
Today they lost the home opener after having won it. The head lines... GONE IN A FLASH. Tom "Flash" Gordon the guy supposed to save the game.... lost the game giving up not one, not two not three but five runs in the ninth.
Whatever. I'll wear my red hat and pray for hitting again.
I sold cell phones in 1986. They first hit the streets back then. They cost as much as $4,600.00 and I sold them to Senators, Hotels and many other important people with deep pockets. Now cell phone sales reach over 800 million units per year.
As cell phones came down in price and many people could afford them the use of the "handheld" became a health issue. The .6 watts of power was the threshold of power a "handheld" could offer as to emit the least amount of "RF" to which could hurt us.
People, if you didn't know it RF (radio frequency) is everywhere. It is boring through your brain right now. Every radio transmitter out there is sending waves as you read this. Thousands of different radio waves are bouncing off your head (and body) this instant.
For a long time a strong argument has been made that cell phone radio waves (radiation) emit a strong enough wave to penetrate your skull and somehow cause brain tumors.
And you may not simply able to get a brain tumor by holding up a cell phone to your head. Why? For the same reason I mentioned above, RF is everywhere. The closer you are to any signal source the more concern you should have. And here is more... just owning a cell phone can be cause for concern. They are always transmitting, even when not in conversation although the transmission signal is much much weaker. Just read this case: http://www.emf-health.com/reports-courtvictory.htm
Here is another point of fact about cell phones that has NEVER changed. The further you are from a cell phone tower, the stronger the power behind the RF. The phone knows it has to really work hard to reach further transmitters and this means more power emitted from the unit. ... more»
Darrin felt his voice, he saw his body but he could not control it. I saw himself from the outside. He stood outside himself and watched what he could not change. This was not at all what he expected. He recognized the time and the moment with Mellissa, but he could not enter his body. Was this what the man meant by not being what he expected?
Darrin recognized his own words, “I want one more day to know how much you love me.” And he was reminded of the situation by Mellissa’s, “Who said I loved you?”
He watched and walked about as that morning wore on. When he and his wife parted ways at the lunch time hour, Darrin made the obvious choice to follow his wife. She had told him that she wanted to visit a friends office while he played soccer with his friends in Central Park.
Always wondering what it would be like to be with the one you love when they are not with you, it suddenly gave Darrin an uneasy feeling. After all, what if she said things against him, or what if she didn’t go to see a friend at work? And this is just the truth Darrin did not expect or want to learn.
Darrin followed her to a cab when she always asserted her greater understanding for the subway. Already it seemed he was learning more of his wife than he realized; but he was sure there was a reason. He didn’t catch the address as he ran up behind her and his ghost like shadow stepped through her into the passenger seat. Sitting next to her in the cab he noticed she was checking her make-up. She pulled from her purse a ... more»
Darrin had a few friends but none he could rely on. Not because their hearts were cold, it was simply a matter of time. In this modern world every man and woman has their own problems. In this modern world life’s challenges consume us, we often look self-absorbed when we have rent to pay, credit cards to pay and our own families relying on us. Who has time to help a friend move out when it means taking precious time off from work or from our own family?
So it is that Darrin found himself after his divorce sitting alone in his home waiting for the movers he didn’t feel he should have needed to move out the remainder of his memories. Memories in the form of couches, dressers and small knick-knacks from trips taken with his soon to be ex-wife. Milling about he found one small kaleidoscope she favored lying behind a dusty cherub they both picked out on a trip to St. Barts. He recalled the day they sat together on a small topless beach. She was too shy to take her top off and he knew why. He kept her secret hidden from everyone. After all, a woman wasn’t supposed to have that problem. But he accepted her faults and all. In their discomfort, they both walked the small seaside village where on one back street they found a hole in the wall store named, Blessings. On an obscure rack lay a number of small cherubs, each with a promise to which they'd fullfill if you owned them. Darrin and Mellissa admired them all. Right next to the one promising answers was one for fertility. It was there they found the cherub that was supposed to bring good fortune to those seeking to have a baby. That day never came.
