Another Lousy Day In Paradise

The Honor of Being A Parent

Lars Hindsley — Wed, 17 Dec 2008 21:44:00 -0500

What is it like being a single parent? It's not that hard. It's never been hard for me. I put being a parent first before all things. When I got married years ago, my wife knew one thing above all others. If she made me choose between her and my son, there was no second guessing. Perhaps this is the downside of being a single parent. You and everyone around you knows where your top priority lies.

I'm a single full time father of two. This is an honor. And every parent should appreciate the smallest of moments they have with their children. I had to fight in court for the right to be my sons' father. What does that mean to you? It means that in my life, I had to fight in court just to be able to wake up in the morning and cook my children breakfast, or watch them brush their teeth at night.

If you are a parent and you have children and have not been in court to earn this privilege, I can say to you now. I bet you never thought of how precious it is just to see them brush their teeth. For me when my two sons argue and fight, I get annoyed. But I'm also happy for them. Happy they have that chance to needle each other. So many parents take their children for granted.

Then take parents that have children and don't even want them. This tears me up. How these mothers and fathers can off their kids because they want to be single goes against all that is right with humanity. I get very upset over these news pieces. This is a subject so hard for me to discuss, that I won't. I think of my own children and ...

A rant about women and men

Lars Hindsley — Sat, 13 Dec 2008 02:06:00 -0500

I have a bone to pick with women today. Nothing major but worth noting. I've learned something during my short life about women. When a man has an opinion of dissension from a woman, it is often labeled abuse. How convenient. So for you men reading this, be wary of the traps you unknowingly fall into.

And for any woman I'm dating that may read this ... <smile> I've got the backbone to know my opinion is not a form of abuse. It may be wrong, it may be right, but it's not abuse.

Thankfully the women in my life are people I vet carefully and frankly I don't enter into relationships with anyone that is like the woman I describe above. So for all intents and purposes, this post doesn't apply to the women in my life.

For once... The rich don't get richer: Largest Ponzi Scheme in History Collapses

Lars Hindsley — Fri, 12 Dec 2008 21:27:00 -0500

Well, the headline says it all folks. In this Times Online article, Wall Street Broker and former Nasdaq Chairman Bernard Madoff is about to (actually already has) screw countless New York socialites out of potentially everything they have. Madoff had been pulling off a stunning years old Ponzi scheme that has reached over $50 billion dollars. I don't care what era you are in folks, $50 billion dollars is a staggering amount of money to bilk.

What is a Ponzi scheme? It's like a pyramid scheme. It operates within the investment world where people hand over their money out of greed. They are promised they will get an abnormally high return on their investment. Many early investors do get a large return on the money they entrust to the perceived arbitrage because it temporarily succeeds by way of the pyramid scheme concept. People early on get their money back as promised because ...

Yes-It is the Automakers Fault Car Sales Are Down

Lars Hindsley — Thu, 04 Dec 2008 15:23:00 -0500

Here is why. And first off, I'm not a liberal democrat, I'm not an activist. I'm an American that is no nonsense. With that out of the way, here is why it is the auto makers fault car sales are down. Key words... "auto" and "maker". Get it? You make the cars we have to buy. But guess what! We don't have to buy them? And as of lately, we have NOT been buying your same old same old cars. They still guzzle gass even at $1.70 per gallon. People are no longer reactionary, we are waiting for the shoe to drop again. No one wants to be stuck with a car that gets 18 miles to the gallon when prices go up again. Even if they don't, 18 miles or 22 miles to the gallon is unacceptable.

We have wanted and needed cars for years that can drive 40 to 50 miles per gallon or an electric car or other options than gas guzzling SUV's Mustangs and even Ford Taurus. Car dealerships are closing at a breakneck pace across the U.S. I feel horrible, this is my country too. And I'm really mad that for the past twenty years of my life I've read how the big three automakers and big oil refuse to make any car that does not use petro gas. What a joke.

Well guess what guys... You screwed us all. You, me, everyone. Sure the banks had a pyramid scheme that caused the credit collapse etc... sure commodities speculators drove up the cost of barrels of oil. But you make the cars. We had a truly viable alternative as long ago as 1996!

Has anyone seen Who Killed The Electric Car? It's a documentary about how an excellent option to gas was in our midst and how the oil companies and auto manufacturers used politics to repeal a law that forced them to make oil alternative cars! During this time in 1996 the cars not only worked, they cost less etc... Thank God companies like Tesla exist now. If we rely on GM, Ford and Chrysler to deliver an electric car, they will never do it as long as they are beholden to big oil.

Goto the library or get it on Netflix or Blockbuster, but see the film. It won't bore you. It will piss you off. And if enough of us get upset, then FINALLY maybe this country will move in another direction. Politicians can't change this country. We have to do it. We must want it.

These cars were among us! Watch the film and you will be incensed at the big three auto manufacturers as you see the truth of why we are going RIGHT BACK TO GASOLINE. Money!

The silver lining is companies such as Tesla that are funded by investors (owners of Google) are finally beginning to emerge. Finally companies are able to stand up to GM, Chrysler and Ford to offer us cars such as this one in the video below. And this car exists. Yes Tesla is creating a high-end version first but they promise the money earned from the rich buying their Tesla sports car will then pave the way for family car production next.

And what is sick as that the U.S. population has been bled dry. We have no more blood to give. Big oil got rich throughout 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007 and 2008. We paid for gas on credit cards, our home heating bills tripled and quadrupled. It was nuts. No one could buy anything except food and pay their rent or mortgage. With credit maxed out and people unable to do any more.

Who can buy a new car when all their ...

Nobody Ever Loved Me That Much - Pt 2

Lars Hindsley — Sat, 15 Nov 2008 23:41:00 -0500

My articles often offer buried morals, mysteries and meanings. The article title Nobody Ever Loved Me That Much is a misnomer. I am loved that much. ;)

The point of the article is two-fold.

1. You can find a positive if you choose to.

2. The love of family loves you that much.

Now what you should also know. I wrote that article early in the morning. The day was longer than the microcosm of my morning. My day didn't go to plan. But my phone rang regularly and friends did rally. Save for a weird text message exchange from some whack-o, I had a great day. As always, good riddence to bad baggage. LOL The best part was my day ended as it started. With my kids. We played Sorry, sat by the fire and I never got enough hugs.

Anyone that scoffs at positive energy can stick it.

LOL

Nobody Ever Loved Me That Much

Lars Hindsley — Sat, 15 Nov 2008 12:02:00 -0500

I write about being positive. To some of my readers it may be enough to disgust you as it may come off being self-righteous. I'm not self-righteous. I'm as flawed as any of you, and I'm certainly no better. Today is a good example of all the points above.

Today is a special day, or was meant to be. It didn't turn out he way intended. It rained, ruining plans. People I know let me down. It is life. My children have come into my bed room early and I find myself wanting to just be left alone due to the aggravation. So you see, I'm not perfect. And although I never claimed to be, I know the image you may get from me here is that I see myself as above others. That is a misconception if you see me that way. I do know my worth and I've worked hard to earn my self respect. OK, that point is made.

But I woke today in what should have been a good mood, only to find...

The Proverb of Love

Lars Hindsley — Sat, 15 Nov 2008 00:30:00 -0500

Tie to birds together, and although they have four wings - they cannot fly.

I first came to this knowledge at the age of 15. Wisdom wasted on youth. The years have been good to me and love has been honest, you could say I'm victim of the darkest shade of happiness. I see sweet smiles but know what is behind the eyes of my lover. Instinct tells me ...Tie two birds together, and although they have four wings - they cannot fly.

All of love's answers are answered by instinct. All love is hard. Hard to find, hard to get, and hard to hold.

Why even raise the subject? Sometimes we ignore the obvious. I don't. Not anymore. Tie to birds together, and although they have four wings - they cannot fly. Do I fight this truth? My proverb is not subjective.

There is only one question. Do I have the strength to go?

I WROTE THIS ARTICLE IN 2005 AND NEVER POSTED

Happiness is a choice

Lars Hindsley — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 01:16:00 -0500

A friend once told me, "Lars you have so much power over women, if you only knew how to use it." I was naive. When I found a love that was meant to last, it was pure accident.

Only heaven can tell you if I ever had power over women. I never knew it. I never saw it. I just knew that being happy with myself may draw another happy person to me. People told me to not to look for love and I knew their remarks were subjective. Yet I was wise enough than to think I should look for love. I knew something--more. I couldn't run away from a memory. A song would manifest from what I knew 'better'. It was Forced Fate. I had inherent knowledge that I could not make a woman love me, but I could put myself in her path to find me. To that end I could force fate and not look for love, rather I'd put myself in love's path. I just needed to live, and be happy. Getting out there in life solved all my problems. I would let myself dream. I choose to be happy.

One day I found myself single again. ...

Love...

Lars Hindsley — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 00:21:00 -0500

Oh Love. Such a hard word. I posted an article today that seemed to have indicated I was beyond it etc... Oh believe me readers... My personal life is so personal you wouldn't know if I was married or gay. LOL If there is any one thing I've accomplished as a blogger, it's been keeping my personal life secret.

So as I discuss love here. Don't assume a damn thing about me personally, lest you question your sanity later.

Love... It is such a hard word. That we can all agree on. I wrote a song once, Hard To Get. Yes, the same name as my band. I recall changing the words a bit for when I performed on stage, "...and love is such a hard word, hard words in my head, and this man is... hard to get"

Then I was gotten! LOL For almost ten years. And here is what I've questioned ever since.

Can love get you a glass of tea? Can love rub your shoulders after a long day? Does love take care of you when you are sick with the flu? Or does Love tell you to get our own tea, or rub your own back or stop whining. LOL

The answer is neither. Love is proactive, not reactive. Love may ask "what can I do for you" but to me love goes further. Love reaches for your hand, love asks you about your hard day and knows you need a rub. Love serves you breakfast in bed for no other reason but love.

Love is such a hard word.

Romance

Lars Hindsley — Mon, 03 Nov 2008 12:12:00 -0500

I've kept romance at a distance in my life since my single marriage ended. The lessons of it I continue to learn to this day. All good.

But what of romance for the sake of romance it self? There are lessons in life that teach me about romance. For instance, our nature is to find appreciation in places only after we have left them. Of course you enjoy your stay on a tropical island or a rich friend's estate or even a day in the park. What I learned of that is the same comes of romance. You never really understand or more importantly appreciate what you had until you have left it.

Sometimes you want others to appreciate romance in you, only to be looked over or ignored. You then arrive at the conclusion, "How can they appreciate me if they never had the chance to experience me?" Because romance is not something you write about or talk about or pine away for. It's something you need to be a part of to truly understand it. Only then can you really appreciate it.

Only when you really have felt the power of love can you speak romantic words. Love is an action. Not just a word sitting idly. I recall once denying myself these words to someone I loved. "I can't imagine day without you in it." Romantic words that were only possible by having experienced romance.

I am most likely more confident than I should be. I measure my decisions and actions before acting upon them to protect me from making mistakes due to my confidence. Yet for all the walls or barriers I have up to keep romance at a distance in my life, I do know what it is.

My Own Theory On The Common Cold

Lars Hindsley — Fri, 24 Oct 2008 11:17:00 -0400

No one would have ever believed me. You most likely won't believe me now. That's OK. I've often thought of this and I think I knew the secret to the common cold all my life.

Here is the theory. Do ever remember the kid standing at the bus stop shivering in the cold fall morning because he didn't want to carry a coat around at school? That was me. Well, that odd behavior resulted in a theory of mine over the years.

The body slowly builds up a tolerance to the cold. Here my theory went nowhere. I mean, why? There are no viruses floating around in the cold air. They can't survive. Now remember how your mother would scold you, "Don't forget to wear a coat, you'll catch a death of cold!" How do the two go together? If a virus can't survive the cold, but you catch a cold in the cold... what is the link?

The answer is you would both be right. You mother was right you'll catch a cold in the cold, and you are right the virus doesn't come from the cold. Now for the answer. Scientist have a new theory as the answer to the common cold. It's one I agree with as I've lived by it for years.

Here are the two theories and you'll see they converge. Mine has been that you slowly build up an immunity to the cold airs affects on your body. Note that I didn't say cold air, I said it's effects. Cold air can freeze you that is obvious. What happens is your body already harbors the common cold, a virus that you never really get over. Your bodies own antivirus antibodies contain the virus. But when you go out in the cold for the first ...

So Madonna Shows Her Human Side

Lars Hindsley — Fri, 17 Oct 2008 00:59:00 -0400

In a UK Sun article today Madonna managed to get my sympathy.

Why? Let's just say divorce brings out the vulnerability in all of us. I myself am divorced. The experience had me come to terms with many aspects of life and mortality. I have friends now divorcing. They too are navigating a mine field of emotions. There is so much you learn and accept in this experience.

So as I read this article linked above I had pity for Madonna. I mean, in the past I've blasted her. Mostly because I was first in awe of her as a young man. She was a few years older than me in high-school but she was a product of my time. Stunning sexy, cunning and smart. She seemed the total package. Then I saw her Truth or Dare movie and realized her a fraud. That was rough. I mean she was an icon to me with her marketing expertise up to that point. Then I realized she was really just damn lucky for playing the sex card. She didn't have a master plan, it was all just "Look at me, Look at me!" The shock of her sex play was really all she had. She just knew one thing, up the ante each time. Eventually she took it as far as it could go. So if you watch Truth or Dare you can see her for the actual vacant bubblehead she is. I mean her no disrespect. Believe it, I never wanted to realize this truth about her.

Then she married. OK, no big deal. At least she married a rugged man, one with fire in his veins. For such a domineering woman, it would take a man like him to handle and accept her. I think I really understand ...

This Is Gonna Hurt, A lot ...or Top Reasons Nobody Likes You

Lars Hindsley — Thu, 16 Oct 2008 14:19:00 -0400

Ever wonder how people never notice the "real" you. Ever wonder why you are alone or simple unable to connect with others? Have you actually resorted to thinking, "Nobody likes me." Here are the cold hard facts. In today's politically correct society, no one is going to open their mouth and warn you of your faults, inadequacies or otherwise. (Actually some people will insult you to your face). So I've developed this list of things you need to come to terms with. Things that may be true about you. Things that people won't tell you for the reasons I outlined above, e.g. they don't have the guts to say it to your face. LOL

-You are fat, people won't say it to your face, they'll just avoid you. Wake up.

-You have bad breath. When you have bad breath, it's impossible to notice. Ask someone.

-You have no hair. Look in the mirror. Do what you can, shave yourself bald but do something.

-You are too shallow. You're more shallow than the people living by this list. No hope here.

-You are rude or speak selfishly. You are hopeless on this one. Enjoy being right and alone.

-You are trying to hang out with people not like you. Self explanatory. Get real.

-You have a bad habit. You could grind your teeth, snap gum, shake your leg. Consider it.

-You lack people skills. Can't help you here either.

-You don't' keep promises. People want someone they can count on. Respect that others value that.

-You smoke. It's true, people will just stay away from you. It is hated more than you know.

-Your family or family's lifestyle is offensive. Keep your friends from your family.

-You have no money. Get a job or get two. It's not your friends' job to ...

How Serious Do You Take Things?

Lars Hindsley — Tue, 14 Oct 2008 13:22:00 -0400

The other day I was involved in some political banter online with a fellow journalist (I use that term lightly). I was impressed at how they reacted emotionally to dissension.

I began to think about it. I argue points in writing with little to no emotional involvement. I will try to strike a nerve to expose core beliefs in others but I don't try to hurt anyone's feelings per say.

Again, the banter of my online argument (I use THAT term in its figurative sense) made me think. People sure can take things more serious than the point of discussion deserves. I mean, people argue over sports, politics, the quality of coffee, and you name it.

When you think about it. Why? To what end does your arguing serve? Do many of us really think we can change anothers' mind by our words? Most people argue to no avail. Most of us argue in conversations we damn well know we never can win (term used loosely).

I think this is how I managed to stay married for so long. Sometimes it helps just to know you are right and keep your mouth shut. Sometimes it helps to know your opinion will only make others more contemptuous or angry over what? The key is knowing that other people react with emotion. The only time an argument is worthwhile is if you know you are talking to a reasonable person that doesn't react, but responds.

It's like the point I made the other day regarding my son. When I told him we all learn from each other, I meant it. The way we learn is by having an open mind when others speak. When we feel we "know it all" we are really just closing out mind to the input of others. ...

Keepsakes of Life

Lars Hindsley — Sun, 05 Oct 2008 10:59:00 -0400

I once heard the words, "A person is not dead until you forget them." I've taken those words with me for life. When my brother passed, I vowed never to forget him so in my heart he would never die. Out of blue comes green.

I've lead a happy life taking the memories and lesson of my brothers death with me. And although everything couldn't be perfect and happy at every turn he is in my heart. Few things sadden me. He never met my sons. He wasn't there for my wedding day, and never met my wife. Despite these things, I remember him with fondness. The thought that some one is never truly gone until you forget them taught me many things. The meaning of it became a keepsake.

Then there are keepsakes we think of when we are in the moment. Such as when you go to a beach that you may never return to, you pick up some sand or a seashell.

There are photos you take with friends to prove you were there. Those photos become your way of keeping the moment forever. As long as you can pick up that picture and see you or you and that friend or friends in that place or moment, you will always be there. They say your mind can play tricks on you, we often want our mind to be tricked. Our keepsakes are our means to and end.

You sometimes see people in news coverage sifting through debris after a tornado or hurricane. What do they want to find? They don't care about the plasma TV or toaster. They want their keepsakes. They want their memories. Good memories. Their house is gone, but they want those memories. In the end, they are left only to reach into their own ...

Yeah... It's getting tougher.

Lars Hindsley — Fri, 03 Oct 2008 05:00:00 -0400

"Yeah... It's getting tougher."

Those are words said by The Good in The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. They came to mind tonight when not one but two girls I was semi-involved with snapped at me with what seems an almost rampant case of "angry independent" woman syndrome. I laugh at the fact someone tips their hand warning me of what I could have been in for had I been involved with them.

You see, I think I'm getting far too tough for love. Not that I am looking for it, or need it in my life right now.

But you see, I don't need a woman per se'. I've got children. I've been married. I'm single and able to do anything my heart desires without answering to anyone. I laugh as I type this because I say this tongue-in-cheek. The reality is only true in the first sentence of this paragraph. I don't need a woman. I don't. Yeah... the guys want to play basketball on short notice... No problem. They guys need another player for a tournament, no problem. No problem, no problem, no problem.

While I would welcome love and kindness, I don't hold my hand on my ass expecting or desiring it.

So the most dangerous of men on earth are the ones that you can't mesmerize with attributes. Here is a hint ladies. Looks gain a man's attention. Personality keeps it. Sex is nothing. Nada, neinte, neit.

Personality. Want a man's heart? Have personality. Have one he can't live without.

When you want a man to feel as if he has something to lose in you, it has to be your company. Not your body, not your stories of how you eat up other men and spit out the bones etc... A ...

Things Are Never What They Appear - I grew up along the way

Lars Hindsley — Mon, 22 Sep 2008 15:20:00 -0400

Hi Readers. Today I'd like to write a little introspective. Hopefully you'll find some meaning in it for your own life.

I'm single man with two children. I was once a single man with no children. I was once a young boy with dreams.

One day my brother died, well he took his own life. And this had a profound impact on me. I won't say exactly how, that's my secret. But despite that affect, I was deep inside a good natured young man with dreams I believed could come true if I worked towards them.

Then I had a child and life changed in a blink of an eye. Again I was deep inside still a guy with a fun loving outgoing attitude, just more serious about what was most important. I had priorities. Then I married. Again, still the same person in many ways but I needed to make changes so that both myself and my wife would be happy.

I prospered during marriage in some ways, in other ways I was denied some happiness. That's life. But again, things changed. And again deep inside I was a guy with a zest for life and good spirit.

Through-out my life I've had let downs, betrayals and misfortune. But I've never lost my spirit to be happy. I must say being a parent has been a simple solution to happiness. Maybe it's the reason for my continued happiness...

Through-out it all I've been happy knowing who I was. I've been proud of who I am and what I accomplished. Not for others but for myself. From the days in a band to making a spot on a football team and so much more. And yes, my greatest achievement is my children.

If you've read my blog, you've seen a great deal of ...

The little things...

Lars Hindsley — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 10:16:00 -0400

Can't help but want to wax over the little things today... My youngest started tying his shoes this week without help for the first time. It reminds me of the day we took off his training wheels. My oldest son is happy too, but mostly because he doesn't have to do it for his brother any more. LOL

But it makes me think. How often these moments come and go in our lives and when they are gone, we can lose them forever. Certainly when my children are 20 or 30 they will never remember or care about when they individually learned to tie their shoes. But I do. I always will. The magic of remembering the looks on both their faces the day they got it on their own without any help. Not much about them is exactly the same when it comes to first times of doing things. But in tying shoes... I can see them both looking up at me after pulling the knot tight... "Dad!"

Meanwhile there are so many things I witness them do together and those moments are also ones I remember vividly. Just a couple weeks ago they were at a birthday party at a rock climbing gym. They both did me proud and that competive brotherly spirit wasn't overbearing. They supported each other and THAT is something about them I will remember a lifetime as well. It really is the little things. You just have to slow down to see them and appreciate them. The moments you get are the moments you make.

You want these moments to last a lifetime because they grow up so fast. I am very proud of my children today.

I am a camera...

Lars Hindsley — Sun, 07 Sep 2008 22:49:00 -0400

I'm watching the ball game tonight. Just relaxing. My son is away today... I played paintball then skated twelve miles, people watched in the park and visited with friends. My mind and body are fried. I'm just relaxing.

Then a commercial comes on that didn't just wake my senses, it took me back in time. I won't say what it's about or what it's selling; not important. There is this guy, he's in the hospital while his wife if sleeping and next to her is their newborn baby in his Plexiglas crib ...right near her side. He reaches in and cradles his baby. His baby looks at him and he has that epiphany moment where he knows what is life is all about. Life is bigger than him. If you are a parent hopefully you've been there.

And this took me back in time when my second son was born. It was an innocent time. I can't put it any other way. Maybe I was naive, maybe I just wanted to believe my life was perfect. It doesn't matter. What matters is that moment. The entire afternoon of my son's birth is etched in my mind. A long video of events from my wife calling me in the woods telling me it's time and us talking while I changed to us driving the convertible to the hospital with the top down. A traffic jam was at the mall. A plain clothes police officer displayed a furious face at me as we drove down the side of the road, then as we neared him he could see my wife with in her passenger seat leaning back with her belly full. His emotions flashed in an instant to empathy if not embarrassment. He waved us through as fast as he could.

I ...

How the world views our elections...

Lars Hindsley — Thu, 04 Sep 2008 16:40:00 -0400

It's amazing to me that bias of editors can reach this level.

The headline of this Time Online UK web article reads:

She's Like A Moose Going After A Cabbage

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/us_and_americas/us_elections/article4671858.ece

The point of such a headline and article is to once again make out Americans or in this case the evil Republican Party of Americans as imbeciles, backwoods thinkers, dim, over-patriotic, and the list can go on of negative attributes.

The representation of last nights speech by Governor Sarah Palin is at best unfair and at worst propaganda to fight against our country being anything remotely close to classy. No offense to the British biased media but America has come a long way from the typical 'stupid' American wandering other countries in sneakers and bad shirts with dress socks on while wearing shorts. And we certainly don't expect others to speak English while visiting other countries. In fact, we do more keeping to our own borders as we know how unwelcome we are treated in most other countries.

We got the message.

Now these other countries expect us to run our elections based on the needs of the world or their fickle desires?

America gets it more than you know.

To my fellow Americans, Republican or Democrat. Read the article above and realize what we face. Today it was a Republican facing ridicule. Tomorrow it could be a Democrat and be warned, should either Democrat or Republican be voted to the White house this fall, either one will be expected to do the worlds bidding or made a fool of.

Sad that our country has helped so many countries around the world and this is the reward we reap.

Are you kidding me? Another rediculous slanted article... Eight GOOD Reasons To Have Sex

Lars Hindsley — Sat, 30 Aug 2008 23:45:00 -0400

I was reading CNN tonight when I came across this lame article about sex. Before you click on the link, read my points...

Eight Bad Reasons to Have Sex

http://www.cnn.com/2008/LIVING/personal/08/28/tf.bad.reason.for.sex/index.html

Now what is your reaction to that title? ... Eight bad reasons to have sex...

First of all you assume it is ambiguous (cross gender), that it is directed towards both male and female. As you read it however you begin to realize, it's more of a guide for women and not men. Whoa... how about a disclaimer before I begin reading this eh editors? The only thing they didn't insult us with was that a possible outcome of sex was making a baby.

So go ahead. Read the article above. You can't help but get a sense of man bashing. Now I'm going to list my own reasons to have sex and for both sexes. :) After all, I'm about positive energy, not negative. :)

Eight GOOD Reasons to have Sex

8. The human body actually operates at a more healthy level with sex. It's a scientific fact. Look it up. You'll find all sorts of health points such as stronger Teeth. If you do nothing but kiss, that act alone produces saliva which fights tooth decay. One point is that sex fights cancer! For the men (since we are always left out anyway), ejaculating regularly fights cancer in the prostate. Sex cure's headaches (a lame excuse put to rest). Sex also stops mild depression, the list goes on.

7. Intimacy promotes a positive well being. Physical pleasure is not bad, it builds confidence, thus the positive spiral in your life is underway.

6. Slows aging, promotes a longer life. Yep, look it up. You'll live longer if you have sex routinely.

5. Fitness. If you don't get any other ...

Ode to my Son

Lars Hindsley — Tue, 05 Aug 2008 03:21:00 -0400

My oldest son is becoming a young man before my eyes. Still my son, but becoming his own person. It happens before your eyes. Your life passes you by. Then you look at a photo. It's years old but you didn't notice where the years had gone. The photo takes you back in time and you suddenly realize how short life is.

The same happened to me tonight with a song. My boys are in bed and I while I enjoy the sense of fatherhood and familyhood that few parents appreciate so dearly, I'm ever so aware that every day draws me closer to the day they are grown and will go their own way.

I check on them in their bunk beds and sit at my desk peacefully working. My music is keeping me company.

Then a song plays that triggers a fond emotion. It's one that triggers a profound feeling of closeness between my son and I. It's called Walking Out Of Stride. He was just a little boy of six years old when the song came out. Like now, I would talk to him about meaningful things. I recall talking to him saying, "This is our song son." And yes at six years old he held the conversation. I remember him interacting on it from both a musical appreciation and human curiosity of the words. I remember the exact words he first said to me, "What do you mean Dad?" I can't remember my exact words but I remember the point I made. It was about us going through so much together and that he was a part of me like I was a part of him. "I'm your dad. We share the same blood." We've had that conversation more than once and not just because of this song. Yet I know this song was absolutely one of those things that made me talk to my son about how close we were. The words to Walking Out of Stride are pure and short:

Discussion Boards

Lars Hindsley — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 20:52:00 -0400

Here is today's rant. Discussion Boards.

Don't you just love Internet discussion boards? I'm a member of a few for different interests I'm involved in. Discussion boards have a personality, the culture of the boards and people are like a whole different world. Sometimes you wonder if people are grounded in reality. I mean, people say things on a board the would not think of saying in person. I used to run a large community site with a discussion board that had to be policed constantly. It was like tall grade-school. You had grown men and kids trying to communicate and it was hilarious. And sometimes it was tenuous. But always interesting.

Today I was following up on some advice I gave someone on a buying decision and this other guy on the board was lording over everyone as if because he had more posts than everyone, he owned the board.

I simply reminded him, "know your audience".

People at times get so wound up on what THEY have to say instead of what they need to say. It goes back to my quote of the day I posted on August 3rd. Some people are honest. Some people just want to be seen as being honest.

If more of us were concerned with getting from point A to point B instead of how you get there, we'd all be better off. I don't have time for macho bullshit, and I certainly don't have time for people that suck up either. Man or woman, the best thing you can do in my company is shoot straight. Because one thing I learned from divorce... Follow your instinct. It will never let you down. God gave it to you for a reason.

Anyhow... I just wanted to rant today. I think discussion boards ...

Eating Lo Carb

Lars Hindsley — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 01:23:00 -0400

Every now and again you see me post about low carb and avoiding complex carbs. A couple years ago I divorced. I've always maintained that out of blue comes green and one good thing that came out of my divorce was my renewed interest in my own health. At first it was because I couldn't eat. I was heartbroken, ask any divorcee and most all lost weight simply because they accidental starved themselves. LOL But once I lost 20 or so pounds that I had been wanting to lose for sometime I swore to myself I'd never let that happen again (among other things). LOL

Now don't get me wrong. I wasn't a bad eater for years. I simply didn't pay enough attention and part of me didn't care enough. While I didn't give my kids soda, I didn't know that apple juice has more sugar than soda! But I was beginning to key in on what was more healthy for me and my children.

Enter the Atkins diet. No I didn't go Atkins. But I did draw from it an important lesson. Keep the carbs low, more than the complex carbs... I consider the simple carbs. I didn't have to avoid them completely but by trying to avoid them I would be keeping enough out of my diet to allow me a better chance to stabilize my fat burning. The girlfriend scoffed, the kids got annoyed that it meant less juice, but everyone realized eventually, I wasn't turning back.

You want the body to burn fat first if you want to lose weight. To do that you have to take away the things the body would normally burn first in order to get straight to burning fat. Not easy I know. But if you cut back on the simple ...

Cars powered by water. Fact.

Lars Hindsley — Sat, 12 Jul 2008 10:34:00 -0400

Now here is what I'm talking about. I'm behind this 100%. I love the idea of an electric car, but to power one by water... you don't have to imagine it. This is groundbreaking. Let's see who tries to stop them. Here is their website: http://caronwater.org/

Your Life Effects Others - Suicide is more serious than you could ever know and is never the answer

Lars Hindsley — Wed, 09 Jul 2008 10:35:00 -0400

This is not a subject I can make light of.

And this is NOT a video of the day. I played this song for a friend today and they didn't realize the point of it. So here it is with the words.

I don't want to appear as if I'm judging anyone. I can't live your life but I can share my own experience. The fact is my brother is gone from this world because of suicide. It took a toll on me and if I can help one person understand how much it affects others, then perhaps I may save a life.

People Watching

Lars Hindsley — Mon, 07 Jul 2008 04:54:00 -0400

How many of us admit to people watching? You know, when you are waiting for a table, or standing in line behind someone, or simply taking a break on a park bench watching the world pass by. Sometimes I catch myself thinking about the people I don't know. The strangers I never meet or hardly come in contact if at all.

The World By Inline Skate

Lars Hindsley — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 19:58:00 -0400

When we had to sell the house due to divorce I had to plan a future carefully. There is a lot at stake. I decided to go lean and mean the next year while staying close to the area I plan to live in longer term. One thing I thought of was the things I enjoy doing. So with me and the boys being members at the Y, it made sense to be close. And our Blockbuster and our park... and... etc.... After skating all over Manhattan this last weekend you'd figure I'd be half dead but tonight was especially cool. Skated to the park, read a book. Skated over to the Y and took a kickboxing class, then lifted weights etc... Then skated down to the grocery and bought single server cherry and chocolate ice-cream. LOL. I had to splurge. Skated home. Not a drop of gas paid for.

Imagine if we made accommodations on our roads for bikes and skaters. We'd be in better shape, we'd spend less on gas and life in general would be a bit more friendly. A guy can dream can't he?

Smiling and Laughing all the Way to My Grave

Lars Hindsley — Wed, 18 Jun 2008 21:09:00 -0400

OK... here is what I've learned since my younger days of love. I've bumped against many if not most my old girlfriends. One I'm happy to say is still a great true friend. But what I learned from past loves.. is that time vindicated me.

You know that thing you tell yourself after you break up, "I was the best thing that ever happened to her." And then you just go on with life never looking back, never really knowing if all that was bravado or truth. Well time is an amazing thing.

I'll be smiling from here until the day I die. What I've learned is this. Life is no test drive. You don't get second chances, you only get the hard lessons. Some of us have harder ones to learn than others. If your real smart you actually learn a lesson from what you lost, passed up or gave up.

Those of us that survive those lessons... well... I'm here to tell you I'm too busy living to be surviving.

Which will you be? The survivor or the one too busy living?

Can you say? Cold War! - New Russian President plays the part well

Lars Hindsley — Sat, 07 Jun 2008 14:18:00 -0400

If you are old enough to remember the cold war, this type of talk is old-school.

http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601087&sid=aLYU7HXCr_F8&refer=worldwide

Here is the standard modus operandi of the Russian cold war operative (which was essentially anyone from Russia); they belittle the U.S. claiming it's (anything that is wrong) our fault, then make the point that they (the Russians) are the solution and they must be a leader to save us all.

We see where that got them the first time around. I guess old habits die hard.