Another Lousy Day In Paradise

Divorced, Single and Fascinated

Lars Hindsley — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 02:55:08 -0400

To my casual readers you should know I'm divorced. I'm single, at least in the term that I'm not married again. How single I am is my business but suffice it to say I'm single.

Today I'd like to visit the topic of single women in the dating realm. Here is the situation. For whomever I'm seeing, I don't overdose on seeing them. The reason is simple. In my life my children come first and my own needs come second. It isn't that difficult to explain. This means any time I set aside for going out comes after my children's needs are met. But to the people that meet me for the first time, they don't know that. They just see a guy that appears to be single... if I'm not in the company of a woman.

For instance... The other night my children are away visiting with their respective mothers. What do I do? Ahh the quiet! LOL. I put my K2'S, skate over to blockbuster to return a movie, skate down to the park and skate around it. Then I skate a few miles down the road and pick up a chocolate milk. Skate to the gym and get in a workout. Take some time out by the pool to cool off and back on the road. It's approaching 7pm and I figure I'll hit McGlynn's for a bite to eat and watch some of the Phillies game.

Now this seems like an innocuous evening right? Well, first off let me tell you that women do in fact objectify men as much as any man sees a woman dressed scantily as an object. Stopping on a bench in the park to rest and read, a woman sits down next to me and chats me up. Yes she asked me what ...

Short Story: One More Day - PART TWO

Lars Hindsley — Fri, 28 Mar 2008 11:38:26 -0400

One More Day - PART TWO

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 ...

Short Story: One More Day - PART ONE

Lars Hindsley — Thu, 27 Mar 2008 11:58:02 -0400

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.

The Story of the Little Bird...

Lars Hindsley — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 10:00:00 -0500

This is the story of the little bird... The lesson in this story has helped me navigate life and the people in it.

There was this little baby bird that fell from it's tree in the cold of snow.    It starts peeping, "Pa peep! Pa peep!" as it was damn near freezing.

Along comes this cow. She looks down at the little bird and feels sorry for it.   She raises her tail and... "splah!"

...She drops a steaming hot cow pie right on top of it.

The little bird starts again... "Pa peep! Pa peep!" Because it's hungry.

Along comes a mean ole Coyote... It reachs down easy into the cow pie and picks the little bird up.   He raises the little bird higher and brushes the dirt off him real nice.

And then... "Gulp!" Swallows the little bird down all in one bite!

There is a moral to the story but you have to figure it out for yourself...

I could have been murdered in Aruba

Lars Hindsley — Fri, 01 Feb 2008 21:47:30 -0500

This is the truth. In light of the Natalee Holloway case I'd like to tell a true story.

A few years ago in 2001 I went on a trip to Aruba with my wife. It was a dry island. People said it was a desert island and they were right. There was not a lot to do there if you were not in the water and we ended up renting a jeep for the week.

On the island there are two small cone shaped mountains. I don't know if you can call them mountains but they are clear to see on the island and they jut upwards like pyramids.

We wanted to explore a good bit and one day we drove towards them. We worked are way toward the north east and found ourselves at the foot of the bigger one.

It had a couple large radio antennas on it. It even had a staircase ascending to the top. We assumed that at one time this may have been restricted area, but now, anyone could take a hike to the top. At two points there were cement platforms. The first one about a third of the way up, the second about halfway up. Near the lower one was a small hut to take a break from the sun. It was about twenty or so feet off to the left ot the staircase path. We parked the jeep in the dust and began to climb to the top. It wasn't tough and it took a about 3 minutes to reach the top. It was high and steep but because the grade was so great you got up it real quick if you didn't stop walking. We didn't feel at all winded when we reached the top. I think we were about 500 feet ...

What Price is Beauty? - Can Beauty Be Bought?

Lars Hindsley — Thu, 31 Jan 2008 00:44:29 -0500

Warning, this article is a complete joke and not based on reality, there is not one iota of truth to it. Read it at your own risk. It is a story about pump and dump.

Let's step into the cold world of dating without love... marriage without love. Let's call it a business deal.

Ah... my misleading headlines... I don't mean can a woman buy beauty... I mean can a man buy a woman, or more directly.. buy a beautiful woman? The real underlying question is why would he? Take for instance the tale of a trading position. Think of it. Men are like stock traders on wall street. They are an earning asset. From a superficial point of view in the world of single people... men grow in value. They increase their income, and their looks don't generally fade. And looks in a man are not what makes them attractive. It's their money. Women find men attractive based on how much they are worth... monetarily. If man is a earning asset then a woman is a depreciating asset. Her beauty is her commodity.

Think of it. A woman is beautiful today. She nails down a great guy and what happens? For few years she is beautiful. She's young, upbeat, keeping herself fit etc... But in a few short years... time takes it's toll. In traders terms this woman is a depreciating asset while the man is an earning asset. She could be petulant and selfish, the deal is still brokered on beauty. Marriage under these circumstances with a woman is not an efficient market, while dating is. Men have learned that in order to avoid being pumped (married) and dumped (divorced and looted) they've delineated that marriage is too risky and investment to embark on when they would be obviously ...