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Loop night 2009 in most respects was like any other loop night.  Now you'd think that means same old same old.  Well, when it comes to loop night, that's not a bad thing.  Each year loop night promises the same old thing.  Strange costumes, intense characters, and as the night wears on, strange behavior that both amuses and surprises you.  For instance in just one case alone I had a girl take my phone call her number and tell me to call her, all this without knowing my name first; but I'll get to that later.

Now if you are not familiar with Loop Night, or the Halloween Loop as it's also known, here is a quick primer.  Each year Wilmington Delaware offers adults over 21 a chance to celebrate Halloween as only adults could.  It provides the entire city as a playground where for $10.00  you get access to free buses driving in an endless loop around the city where participating bars and restaurants provide musical entertainment.   The streets are filled with costumed inhabitants.  If you show up without a costume, you'd be a fool and feel entirely out-of-place. 

The costumes always range from minimal to all-out.  You'll see a fair share of irreverent and risqué costumes through-out the night.  The men will fill out the irreverent category while the women opt for risqué.

On Loop night 2009 I spent most of my time in the Trolley Square area of Wilmington.  In this area you can evade the buses and walk between four locations.   Police cordon off the area to a degree and rarely is there an incident they need to deal with. 

As I interviewed people about loop night, it became obvious that the longer the night wore on, the more I would see in terms of wacky behavior.  Oh and did I see some wacky people.

Early on I found an ensemble of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and interviewed them.  See that below.





It wasn't long after entering Kelly's Logan house that I got some female attention.  Now I'm not seeing anyone seriously at this time so I had no problem flirting, but here is a tip to all you men that may venture out to your first loop night in years to come.  If a girl doesn't give you her number, don't waste your time.  I found the floor riddled with phone numbers as the night wore on.  And even then, you can still find out the girl that you exchanged numbers with has a boyfriend etc... Again, stay tuned here. I'll get to a story on this very subject.  Standard protocol if you really want a number is she dials her number from your phone on the spot.   Pretty much the same as any night out at a club, the difference is on Halloween; behavior by both men and women is elevated to a much more erratic state due to the increased drinking. 

As my night of capturing great costumes on film wore on, I realized I had not taken many of the standard, "sexy costume" shots.  Why not interview someone in one?  I hooked up with Cory O'Neal (Scandalous Cop) for a few minutes to discuss her experience on the Halloween Loop.



This year I have to say the wide variety was not there.  The repetition of costume ideas didn't help either.  This year I saw three full sets of Ninja Turtles, numerous Lady GaGa's which was to be expected and a few "Dick In The Box" costumes.  Last year a due pulled that costume off nicely, this year I saw a number of solo costumed versions.  Because the Phillies are back in the World Series, there were Mrs. Cole Hamels, and the Broad Street Bear.   Of course this year the award for most outrageous costume goes to Beau Garcia with his giant, larger than life... how do I say it?  Vagina.  I think the only real way to express the outrageousness of the costume is    more »

It's a brand new me. I've got no remorse.

Listen honestly I'll live.
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Time for a rant.  Last night I watched the Phillies and Yankees in the 2010 World Series.  Before the game was a musical ceremony.  No big deal right?  Well, for me when an act is on stage, they should at least look like they showed up.

Jay-Z and Alicia Keys played a tribute song to New York, but the downer was not that they lip sync'ed like every other band.  No.  The downer was they had this mock rock band backing them up that looked like it was part of their personal entourage having chance to stand on stage and pretend to be musicians. 

I don't know of anyone else noticed or cared, but I did.   That jack ass of a ass kisser and attack dog Perez Hilton squawked out his ass today that Jay-Z and Alicia Key's quote and unquote... "rocked it!"   Are you kidding me?  When ever the camera rolled across the many band members they looked lost as they didn't mark a cord with their fingers let a long hold their fingers on the fret board.   The drummer didn't hold his sticks in any imaginary position over the drum set, didn't make a play on the high-hat, it was hilarious to watch.   Let's lot leave at the keyboardist, yes the camera rolled an overhead shot of him tapping the same two chopstix strokes.

Yeah Perez Hilton, they rocked it.  Let me guess, you like them.  



My interpretation of the performance was what everyone else should have noticed if they were not busy being lazy American's snacking on dip.    This is why America is made fun of folks.  We have idiots worshiping laziness.

I'm in a real bad mood today folks.  Not because   more »

Oh baby this one is a riot.  But look, you need to be an intellectual.  You need to be up on your human events to really appreciate the hilarity of what the Gregory Brothers do in their Auto Tune The News vids. Yes, bagging on Katie Couric is back too!

The musical theme this time around segues from a Latin jig to a soulful church choral. Our buddy the Angry Gorilla returns as does the Junkie Einstein the fictional dope smoking Republican Senator from South Dakota.

This one covers:  Chevez at the United Nations and boy do they make him out to be a ding-dong.  His return cameo loony tunes style at the end cracks me up.  Tun-tun-tun-tun tun tun!  Meanwhile the Gregory Brothers poke fun at the phony love fest at the United Nations, then they bring out Frank McGee (Angry Gorilla) to show us how congress depicts the Republicans hating on the Obama Health Care reform plan and using the poster boy of liberal media Keith Oberman to whine about it.  Then they take on the joke of giving Obama receiving the Nobel Peace prize asking how he got it.   You know... just watch the video...

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I'd like to discuss the concept of teaming up with evil.    And I don't mean the kind where, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.  No, I mean when a good person or a person that may at least think of themselves as good, ends up selling out their own moral fiber to evil. 

In short, if  someone makes a claim to you and you don't validate it, you may find out later that by you're failure to substantiating their claim may put yourself on the wrong side of a fight.  The side that is evil.

I will give you an example.  Let's say you are a doctor.  Someone comes to you for    more »

Folks... I started to write an e-mail to someone and when I finished.  I realized this is something I can't just write to one person.

When I was a kid of 18, I had a some good friends.  These guys always knew me to be ONE unique character.  They grew to appreciate my odd interest in spies and detectives.   Then one day a buddy of mine came to me and said, I saw a play last night and I figured you want to see it.  I asked him what it was.  He said, it was a story called, Who Am I This Time? about an actor that everyone kept coming to, to play new parts.  He came to realize his lot and would simply respond with, “Who am I this time?”

Now… before you say, “Come on Lars, a friend of yours didn’t really do that did he?”  I can tell you his name was xxx xxxxx .  I remember it like it was yesterday.  We talked and I came to learn that xxx xxxxx was expressing to me what my other friends thought.  It was that I was able to be anyone for the sake of friends.

I’ve come to accept that in my life.

You see xxxxxxx, for the sake of friends sometimes I forget who I am – what it is I want – what my needs are.

I’ve said sorry in arguments when I knew I wasn’t wrong; simply because I knew the person I was at odds with would never say they were sorry.  They were so stubborn (no I’m not speaking of you) that I knew if either of us were to mend broken fences I’d have to take the first step.

I’ve pretended to have been a mean person in order to allow someone else to move on and give them closure.

I’ve gone weeks without crying when I knew that all I’d ever have to do was shed one tear and I could move on, but if I did, I knew I’d never look back.

I’ve risked my own personal health and brought enemies together so that others could get by them and lead happier lives.

I’ve sacrificed my own happiness when I knew that if I had my own way, it would cause others to be sad and hurt.

And now again, I'm living through a time that requires me to try and make someone else happy by   more »

I will say this once, there exceptions to every rule.  Now here is the rule.  We all date according to our income, and those people of the same income bracket travel the same circles.  You don't see stars dating electricians.  By this reason when you date people around you, it's usually because you live in that neighborhood and afford a similar lifestyle.   Am I saying compatibility is determined by income?  No.  I'm saying "(in general) the people we meet and date is based on the social circles our income leads us to.  

Middle class earners date middle class people.  Lower class people end up with rednecks.  The upper class... well they just couldn't do it any other way.  A big exception there is beauty jumps classes.  A rich man will take a drop dead gorgeous woman from any class, take the modern romance film Pretty Woman for example or the classic My Fair Lady. 

Save the exceptions, the concept of dating by pay-grade couldn't be more true than with online dating where people can filter out dating candidates based on income. 

In a chance real world meeting we don't decide to date a person based on income.  Instead we filter them out after meeting them.  One factor is that our desire is affected by a potential partners ambition, not actual income.  

With online dating the two primary factors people use in their immediate decision of attraction are looks and distance.  How good a person looks will dictate how far a person is willing to allow them self to drive to see someone.  But there is a third variable... income.  In the case of online dating desire is based as much on income as other important factors such as look, age and distance.  I'm not saying this is wrong or right. 

This doesn't mean if someone earns more than you they won't date you.  But in the role reversal of women earning more than a man, it does put stress on the relationship.   The greater point here is that no one dates a person of drastically different income.     A 100k per year earner is not likely to date a 28k a year earner, but a 58k and a 48k duo will happen.   These income examples apply more so with women that earn more than a man. 

Heard the saying stay on your side of the tracks?  Well it exists for a reason.  Do you think business class travelers will meet someone to date in coach? If you earn better money, you'll buy the better ticket and meet the people that match your lifestyle.  Those chance meetings then are dictated by the money you earn or have.

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You ever get advice from someone that isn't really giving you advice?   What they are doing is lording over you.  They have social leverage over you where they think they have the right to tell you what is wrong or right in your life at every turn.  Meanwhile they live a bad example.  You can't open your mouth because they could make life miserable for you, perhaps more so than they are by giving you constant advice that amounts to no more than insults through-out the day.

You just wait for that proverbial "Take this job and shove it moment".  

This isn't happening to me. It's happening to someone I know.  What I've done is pull a Heathlciff from Wuthering Heights.  You go just quietly turn your life around and take the upper hand putting them in the situation they put you in.  Revenge is a dish best served cold.
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Years ago when I was earning a living that some people would be surprised to learn, I tried to do everything for my family.  I wasn't frivolous with my money but I did know that at certain times I didn't have to worry about sparing no expense.   My kids never needed much so making them happy was a snap.  Making my wife happy.. that cost me pretty.  I paid her trips to Ukraine, to Florida to visit with her girlfriends, for timeshares she wanted etc... The list goes on.   I say this for a reason. It's important in understanding this back story to understand what happens.

So one day I bought a pair of paintball gloves for my 8 year old son Declan.  Now a pair of gloves for a kid is easy to find.  But a pair of paintball gloves for an 8 year old?  ... those are hard to find, very hard.  So I found this specific pair and then got myself a matching adult pair.   He had them a week and then they vanished.  I was hurt and I was upset.  Sure it was just a pair of gloves but I put so much effort in finding them and he lost them inside a week.  It made no sense too as they were for paintball, not for playing in the snow or gardening.  

I blamed him and scolded him verbally about it for some time.  When he would ask for something special I'd remind him that he lost my trust in his ability to keep things so I held back from time-to-time.  Those gloves became a reason for talking about responsibility and how he failed me in that area.

He remembered.  All these years he remembered.  And for the most part, so did I.

Well, I   more »

Life is a series of long goodbyes.  In it we learn to let go, and move on.

When I was in my twenties I began writing a song in hopes of using it one day.  I'm a writer and I write lyrics.  The song was Long Goodbye.  It came to me when  I lost people in my life whom I cared about deeply.  From losing those I loved, to losing friends in death, there were people I had come to care about and for the same reasons you may have in your own life, I lost these people.

The song never came together magically because I didn't have the answers. I had a hard time making sense of what I wanted to write.  I missed the key to why we live in these series of long goodbyes.  The key was understanding that   more »

None of us are stronger for denying our feelings, and we are not weaker for showing them either.

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Have you ever had someone tell you, "We don't want the same things."?

I love that.  I myself have said it to people in the past.  What does it mean?  I can tell you what it doesn't mean.  It doesn't mean you don't want the same things. 

What it means is that you both want the same things, you just don't want them with the person you are saying it to. 

So next time someone says to you in a break up, "We don't want the same things."  Tell them point blank in response, "No. We do want the same things. You just don't want them with me."  Then, pick your ass up and walk away with your dignity intact.  Otherwise you can just waste your time chasing someone that just tried to blow you off but you were too stupid to realize you stood a snowball's chance in hell. 

Now having said that, I will freely admit I've tried to fight that statement in the past, but only on a few occasions and only for so long.  In time I learned to recognize the true meaning of the statement "We don't want the same things." 

But hey, it's why I   more »

It's cool, it's hip, it's here... Texting is the NEW talking!

It's true. Texting has replaced talking.  Sure it's common for teens.  Passing notes is a thing of the past.   For established friendships, it's become a means of commenting on life with no ill-effects.  For instance consider these inane remarks made amongst friends:


In the lifestyle of short messages, text messages allow us to interact with friends in fun social commentary, but what many have been slow to realize is that text messaging has also replaced talking on the phone for daters.  Women are the agent provocateurs.  Almost every aspect of your communicating is limited to text messaging.  As a man, if you fight this, you will lose and be as uncool as a man could ever hope to be.  It's here guys. Learn it, accept it.   Accept the fact you will communicate without tone, you will articulate your most sincere emotions without ever coming face-to-face and  facial expressions will be replaced by emoticons, i.e.  :-) for a smile or  ;-) for a wink.   Your intellect will be lowered when you no longer spell the word "you" in a traditional sense. You'll substitute the letter 'u'  for the word 'you'  and you'll deem that acceptable communicating. 

Now unless you are married or just not someone with a solid circle of friends, you know this behavior is now, wait for it... Normal.  In 2008 Nielsen reported that phone owners were out-texting phone calls by a number of 357 to 204 on average per month per user.  Another interesting point of the texting lifestyle is that people whom have adopted the text lifestyle limit themselves to a small circle of contacts cycling out those that do not text regularly with them. 

DATERS BEWARE - DATERS PREPARE

What is perhaps most important to learn is that at some point early on, if you don't have some level of real personal contact, then your text message conversations will replace talking and allow a woman to hide behind the allusion of a real relationship where you will both face disillusion when   more »

I've decided to let people into my private universe.  Just parts... So today I'm starting a YET another writing category labeled "Private Thoughts".  Let's begin...

I was talking to my son the other night.  We talked about life now since my divorce.  He agrees, it's OK for us to move to Colorado or anywhere that we are free from racism and uptight people that don't really know how to be honest with their emotions.  There has to be somewhere better than this.  And of course, a new start is something we both seem to want.

Went to court this week.  Finally got my final divorce hearing back on track.  I've really come to learn a lot about how lawyers just don't give a shit about you. They care as far as your money pays, period.   My advice to anyone that needs one.... find a cheap one. Always.  You can always fire them and get a new one you feel does a better job.  That's how you do it.

I wrote an article yesterday.  I see from my stats a good number of people read it before I pulled it down.  I had to.  The girl in question says her if her family read it, they would ruin her life in ways I can't explain.  Doesn't seem fair does it?

I've learned that texting is the new talking.  In the past year of dating every girl I know is about scared shitless of meeting for a date.  They have no time, they have no life, but they love texting.  Don't call them, text them.  Text them and ask to talk?  Nope, not time to talk, text please.  In fact, text again.  It seems if you get past texting, your having sex and that designates the relationship as boyfriend girlfriend.  To avoid ...   more »

Just something fun.  Last week the boys and I hit Milburn Orchards...  Each year we go and each year I hit the bulls eye.  This year Declan finally did it.  And... I got it on video. Check it out.



And yes... That's Dalton after...  Good times...   more »

I'm going to tell you a paintball story today. Paintball is a game that I've often described as 'tempered aggression'.  You have to attack, but you must be smart about it.  It requires killer instinct with calm precision. It's a game where you must be fleet on your feet and aware of your surroundings.  You compute who is where, what their angle is, and how you can shoot them without them shooting you.  It's a game of field dominance.  It is as mental as it is physical, but the physical side is something that brings out the beast in men.  Sometimes.  I've seen best friends fight, I've seen people blow up at each other for almost no reason.  And yes, I have even been caught up in the bullshit in rare times. 

Today was one of those times. 

I've been playing at this field for about 6 years.  I know it well and I'm a good player.  I try to keep my trap shut because I know my game speaks well for me.   In fact almost every week I've gotten a knick-name. Here are some:

Rambo, Captain America, The Assassin, Lighting Bolt, Darth Vader, Robocop, Darkman, even Master Sargent from Halo and the list goes on and on and on.  Call me cocky, I don't care. I'm just telling this story honestly for what it is, and this back story is important in understanding what's to come. Over the years, I alone know most every week people give me a knick-name and it's always one out of respect for my ability. The fact I repeat it now, I'd appreciate it if you as a reader don't get the wrong idea.  Meanwhile if I was full of hubris on the paintball field, I wouldn't last long. 

Having said that, this article will be PG article.  It's not for kids to read.  Most women may not even understand it, although I'm sure you'll have strong opinions.

Every year or so, some asshole gets in my grill (face).  It's been about two years since I've had someone pull this with me and today was one of those unsatisfying moments.  Here is what happened.  I start that day by being assigned randomly on a team and squashing the other side on behalf of my team.   Not because I intended to but it just happened.   As a courtesy I go to the other team after the game and tell the other team that I'll lay back next game as I'm not here to ruin anybody's day.  A moment or two later a couple guys answer back, "Naw man you don't have to do that..." and his voice trailed off with something else.  I kept my word. Next game I offered the team some recon and took a point position directing bodies without being a jerk about it.  I shot three paint-balls in the game and I think the second one was the one that took out their point man.  That was enough for me.  I tried to move people up to attack and enjoy the fun.  And for the most part I only needed to move a couple less aggressive players as I was on a team with what seemed to amount to a bunch of overtly aggressive 20 year old punks from Middletown Delaware mixed with a couple of hopeful intermediates.  It seemed the other side had some newbs and few strong players.  I would later find out how right I was in this assessment. 

Next game I offer to switch sides as I can see my team is aggressive and the other team needs help.  Here is where my story comes into focus.

A buddy of mine named Jeff shows up and they put him on the team I was previously on.  Jeff and I are not allowed to play on the same team as we have equal skill and the field operators don't want to see us demolish everyone else.  We reluctantly accept this decision. We often both play down as to not make people just playing at this field for the first time not want to return.  In this next game I tip him off that he is on a good team.  I know I'll need to step up my game. I like a challenge.  On the break I take a key midfield position.  I shoot one guy in the head and begin to think due to my dominant position I should just relax and take my time.  I decided I'll keep an eye on Jeff.  I didn't do a good job of keeping an eye on Jeff. 

Meanwhile I'm trading shots with a guy that will not post out of his position putting me in a long waiting game. Being posted means to be slightly out of your bunker in a ready shooting position.  You want to be posted so that when your opponent decides to post out, you can then just fire off a couple shots and get a quick head shot.  Essentially I'm posted out on the opposite side of battle waiting for this guy to come out so I can shoot him.  Thirty seconds of waiting can seem a long time.  I waited and waited.  I'm usually very patient.

In my boredom I raised my head just enough and in a rare sloppy moment and gave Jeff a clean shot at my head from the opposing side.  I felt two hit me in the temple and peeking up I could see Jeff delivered the shots.  I underestimated his position which allowed him a clean lane of shooting.  Live and learn.  I called myself out.  I put my hand up out of the bunker and wave a few times that I'm coming out and begin to stand.  A barrage of paint comes at me from other players.  I stand up now calling out, "My hand is up for a reason, I'm out!"  Letting everyone know not to shoot any more. 

Two guys about the age of 20 started cursing at me from the back.  I say 'from the back'  because that is where newbs camp out on the back line. These brave guys start cursing at me, "Yeah you suck, get off the field f'ing asshole."  As soon as that line was delivered there was more.  So as I'm walking off, I say, "Who said that?"  Two guys yell out, "Me!" followed by, "What the fuck are you gonna do about it asshole?" and they   more »

I can't get it out of my head.  One night years ago I was playing Halo online.  It's a video game on Xbox for those of you without a clue.  So I'm waiting for a game in the lobby and as I head into a game I see a list of all the players.  Lo and behold what do I see as a gamertag?  Pink Taco Sniffer. 

I'm reading.  I'm thinking about it.  Wham! It hits me.  Oh My God!  What an idiot!  Part of me is disgusted and part of me laughs at the creative idiocy of what I've just witnessed.  I've had this moronic guy's screen name trapped in the back of my psyche for years.  Now.... it's come full circle.  Some dumb ass has decided to actually sell Pink Tacos.  All hail to the Pink Taco Sniffer.  May he rest in peace.


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I've used the minimum age of 50 as a qualifier.  If you can hang out to outward beauty that long, you have beaten the odds.

#10 Nancy Wilson - Musician (Band Heart).  Born: March 16, 1954 Age: 55 (2009)

California girl Nancy Wilson (Born Nancy Lamoureux)  has maintained a fresh look, youthful hair and charm with ease.  Perhaps it's her on the go lifestyle minus the rock and roll pitfalls.  Nancy is still at it musically and while married to writer director Cameron Crowe she helped out on sound track work for his films.  In 2009 Nancy and her sister Ann published a children's book based on their 1978 album Dog & Butterfly.


#9. Sophia Loren - Actress.  Born: September 20, 1934 Age 75 (2009)

Who can forget how Sophia Loren sizzled on screen in films like A Breath of Scandal, El Cid and The Pride and the Passion. Sophia has an iconic look due to her exotic facial features. Her acting ability matched her chest which made her just that much more attractive.

Sophia was solicited to pose nude well into her sixties. A testimony in itself that she had truly aged gracefully. In 2007 she posed for the famed Pirelli Calendar.


#8. Jane Seymour - Actress. Born February 15, 1951 Age 58 (2009)

Jane has kept her signature cascading hair and ultra fresh face so long you can hardly notice she changed in age over the years. While she acted prior to the 70's it was her role as Solitaire in the 1973 James Bond thriller Live and Let Die that set her onto the international stage.


#7. Iman - Model. Born July 25, 1955 Age 54 (2009)

Iman (Means faith) Mohamed Abdulmajid is our only model (broke in 1976) turned occasional actress. Her flawless body and skin seem to ignore time completely. Born in Somalia the daughter of an Ambassador, she has become royalty in her own right and stands tall like a goddess. Iman has been center stage to many great admirers from Yves Saint-Laurent to David Bowie to whom she is currently married.


#6. Susanne Somers - Actress. Born October 16, 1946 Age 63 (2009)

It wasn't Three's Company where she made her big impression on men... It was American Graffiti. She was that girl.

It seems the years and her thigh-master have really been good to her. How many women can wear modern jeans at age 63? Susanne Somers can.  Susanne is vigilant about her health and shape and has written books and made countless videos on the subject along with some controversial statements about how we should all eat.   Whatever she does, she takes it serious for such a fun loving woman. 


#5.Cher - Singer/Actress.  Born May 20, 1946 Age 63 (2009)

At 17 Cherilyn Sarkisian got an early start in the limelight in the musical team of Sonny and Cher, TV and movies followed. Now in her sixties Cher has aroused generations of men as seems to re-emerge every ten years looking more impressive than the previous decade.


#4. Jaclyn Smith - Actress.  Born October 26, 1945 Age 64 (2009)

Jaclyn started in dance but became an Angel to everyone. Jaclyn's dignified classic look is as fresh today as it was in 1976 when she broke in Charlie's Angels. She' since leveraged her self as a brand on and off the screen. She's had over 30 years of radiating staying power.   more »

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Sometimes I dream she is there.  Sometimes I wake in the morning wondering if my soul will ever be whole again.  The only way to to give hope to chaos is to let hope tell me that I can dream she is there.

If I have learned anything it is that before I met her, I knew her image.  My dream is alive and while some dream ...some do. 

To force fate is all I can hope for because structure is the only hope in the balance of chaos.  In the chaos she she will step out of the dark into the light.  It's a dream I have. It's a dream so few ever come to know.  For every dream that has never come true, thousands to millions have hoped to be the one exception to the rule.  If you never quit you get there and love has never died in this heart of mine.  It's merely locked water tight deep inside of me.   I wait in patience hoping she steps out of that dream with the key to my fate. 

She'll be gentle and kind, she'll be strong in her mind.  She'll be honest and true and she'll never leave me when life is cruel. 

But that's not how I live everyday.  It's just sometimes I let my heart outside of my head.  Sometimes ends when I wake from my bed.  Sometimes I dream she is there.  But not today.  Today I can't even see my shadow in front of me, there is no light or bright heaven behind me. It's all just a dream, that sometimes I believe.  Each day gets longer, each night gets colder.  Each day becomes a month each month becomes a year.  My hope fades so that some one else may dream this dream.   ...   more »

I had an argument once with a lover.  I have to tell you she was the first woman in years to provoke me into telling her what I thought of her.  Not how I viewed her on a whole but those little idiosyncrasies that if you mentioned, would hurt their feelings.   You know... those little things that annoy you about the person you are with, but you just don't say.  You find yourself just eating resentment for the sake of a safe relationship.   Well during what appeared a permanent break up  she broke me down or I just didn't care...  I let her have it.  Verbally.  I told her most every little thing that was wrong with her. Let also repeat, she provoked me.  Was I wrong to react? Absolutely but I should also be understood that I didn't draw first blood. It was her that said some ugly things meant to be cruel and inflict emotional pain.  One could argue that what is good enough for the goose is good enough for the gander.   (What's good for a girl is good for a boy).

In retrospect I think, why her?  We all have break ups.  Ninety-Nine Percent of mine are amicable.  Why then with the few others I've had unflattering break-ups with  had I chosen this one woman to insult?  To be dead honest, the reason I came to accept it,  is that in some of those break-ups I was the one being dumped.  I was the one that deserved better than to be insulted on the way out and instead of reacting, I responded without counter-attacking. I walked away without uttering a negative word.  But on the occasion I'm speaking of I lost some self-respect.   It was only so long that I could be a 'nice' guy before I finally cracked.  She was the unfortunate recipient of my ire.  Having said this, I could been more venomous with my words.  I  was restrained, but for all my restraint I'm left with this one fact.  I can't take those words back.  I believe I said them because I felt I wouldn't have to reconsider my words.   Still, I didn't need to worry in the past either yet I kept my trap shut.  

Of course in today's world, women don't fight fair either.  You can hold the winning hand of righteousness but proclaim it and they'll fight dirty for the sake of winning. It almost makes no sense.  I think that's another reason I'm motivated to just know what I know and leave unscathed.   Before I was married, I dated a girl that I caught cheating.  My friend called me from the restaurant telling me I should come see for myself.  When I did, I sat down and said, "Did I catch you at a bad time?"  Her reaction?  Days later she started calling the police accusing me of harassing her.   So even in the right you can find yourself being screwed over.  Better to just move on with the knowledge of being right. So if you women readers think men don't get their fair share of nut-jobs and stalkers... wrong.  I think another reason was I've seen men get run over by game playing and once again I let myself react as I felt like it was time a guy didn't just 'take it'.

I don't know how it is for all men.  I can only speak for myself but I'm not the type to argue.  If you piss me off, I'll   more »

Here it is... The White Room.  The bootleg copy made it's way to the web.  It's long so it's in parts.  This the "Road Movie" that didn't see the light of day due to dwindling funds to self finance it. Shot in the U.K. and Spain.  Most who own the CD/album do not realize The White Room was intended as a sound track to this Road Movie film.  While it's riddled with Illuminati references you'd think the album was about the Illuminati.  The Illuminati were a strong reference point in songs and explain much of the reason why the KLF sought out the White Room. After all there is no actual dialogue in the film.  It's really just a long music video. Enjoy Bill Drummond and Jimmy Cauty's best musical expression.

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Part Five

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So what does Bill Drummond of KLF look like?  Get a look here in Kylie Said to Jason.  This song they released in an effort to help fund their road movie The White Room; which we will save for the end of our featured week of KLF videos....  The footage for this video comes from their road footage in the film The White Room.  The White Room album was meant to be a story of the KLF trying to search out a mystical White Room in an effort to break their contract with time.  At the end of this video they reach the White Room at the top of a mountain top.    Through-out you'll see both Jimmy Cauty (long hair and hooded coat) and singer Bill Drummond (short hair).  The KLF were a sample band.  You can hear the Pet Shop Boys influence from their song "Left To My Own Devices."





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Don't you love it when people say one thing and do another?  Or are you the type that can't determine what to believe based on words?  I mean, someone tells you they feel one way, but their actions spell a different meaning.

Then if you tell them you know the truth, their answer is "think what you want".  Now that's funny.  I think the real answer is they want you to think against your own intellect.  They want you to misread the truth and assume the position they want you to believe in.

People, this is why God granted us instinct. I use it every day.  I once forgot to rely on it.  I suggest you go with yours. 
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The KLF (Kopyright Liberation Front) are Bill Drummond and Jimmy Cauty.  Bill Drummond was 33 1/3 years old when he decided to leave his job as an AR record company rep and become a musician.  Jim Cauty had previously been in a band and played guitar.  One thing Drummond brought with him from his A&R job was the understanding of how to brand and market your image.  The KLF logo is on everything you see in KLF videos.  I digress...

When forming the KLF Drummond and Cauty shared a common interest in a fictional story by Robert Shea named The Illuminatus! Trilogy.  They don't actually believe in the ancients of Mu or the lost island of Lumuria although Drummond and Cauty did express the values of the chaotic and anarchistic ways of Shea's KLF.  It is for this obvious reason they took the name KLF. No doubt the KLF sold a lot of books for Robert Shea.

Every band that desires the drive of true artistic sound needs a purpose or theme. Few do attempt to make such efforts.  Concept albums always seem to have a longer lifespan than random bodies of music.  Take the Beatles Sergent Peppers Lonely Heart's Club Band or Styx Paradise Theater.  The KLF's theme spanned all their work, not just an album, but they felt that it could only take them so far.   They hold the opinion that bands go flat after a third album if not sooner.  It is why then got out of the music business when they did.  While so many have wanted them to re-enter the music world Drummond and Cauty have for the most part kept to their word of not making records again. 

It is why the music the KLF had released seems to be so dear to the fans of the KLF.  And sadly many fans buy into the whole Illuminati bull   more »

This week the KLF is big in our house.  Me and the boys have been having a good time with their music so I thought I'd share the love.  So each day this week, we will feature a KLF video  as video of the day.   For all the answers to the bizarre lyrics in this song... I'll include that after the video segment.

KLF has an amazing story, from their rise to the top of the music business in Europe where they suddenly quit the business in a shocking career ending display on stage at the Brit Awards to their most profound artistic media stunt of burning $1 million, they are truly a storied band.  I'll detail it as the week goes by.  Because there is more to the KLF, much more...

For now enjoy this tune where they feature non-other than the one time queen of country music, Tammy Wynette.  It's a strange mix, but one that epitomizes the manner in which KLF approached music by mixing genre's harmoniously.   I have three "how it was made" videos at the end of the article showing Tammy Wynette behind the scenes, she really enjoyed the experience.  Says Tammy... “As it was, I didn’t understand what some of the words meant. I know about ice cream vans, but I’d never heard of a 99 before. Bill explained it to me and now it makes perfectly good sense. I’m still not sure about justified and ancient though…”  Drummond and Cauty (The KLF) with their Minotaur horns are seen soaking it in a few times.  No doubt this was a life experience for them all.

After the video break I'll include the lyrics and some brief details behind the lyrics including what Tammy reference's ("make mine a 99").




Here are the lyrics and story behind them along with some more fascinating background on the band.  This is not your typical story folks...

Justified & Ancient (Tammy Wynette Version)

All bound for Mu Mu Land
All bound for Mu Mu Land (hey)
(hey aye) All bound for Mu Mu Land (justified)
(hey aye) All bound for Mu Mu Land

They're Justified and they're Ancient,
And they like to roam the land
(just roll it from the top)
They're Justified and they're Ancient,
I hope you understand.
They called me up in Tennessee  ...They said
Tammy stand by the JAMM's
But if you don't like what they're going to do,
You better not stop them cus they're coming through.
(Bring the beat back)

(Hey aye)
All bound for Mu Mu Land (justified)
(Hey aye)
All bound for Mu Mu Land (Ancients of Mu Mu)
Mu Mu Land
Mu Mu Land
All bound for Mu Mu Land

They're justified and their ancient
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There are things we need, and things we want.  Needs and desires.  In times like these many of us have learned the difference while others continue to be oblivious to these important truths.   If you've read my articles on decadence then you know what I mean.

There is one area in life were these two starkly different values collide and confuse.  Frankly they seem to become one.  Do we need someone to care or do we need them to just appear to care?  If they don't yet they pretend to care, then you could easily categorize that as a want.  Because if it isn't real, then did you ever need it?

What is it we need in a relationship to sustain it?  Is it love?  After all, love is at best in today's world a perception.  Rarely is it manifest in emotional honesty. 

Take for instance this example of a girl I once dated.  Tell me if you've had one of these late night conversations were neither of you could hang up the phone.  She spoke of love and the desire to have that closeness with someone she could always count on - and equally important, that she could be counted on. What man wouldn't want that?   Subsequently the layers of defense in us were lowered, one-by-one we spoke of the things we wanted.   We spoke of what we perceived love to be.  We spoke of wanting something special and being that close to each other so that on any day we were apart, we were together in spirit.   Who hasn't wanted that? 

But the integrity of a woman is only as deep as her mood.  As with others, she was inevitably emotionally dishonest. I did what I always do.  I walked away quietly with my dignity intact.  I even gave her an out so she could hold her own head up.  Oh sure I felt the pain of loss.   But you come to terms with wants and desires because in the end, did I need what I was never given?  If the love you receive is a fraud, is it love? If affection is deception is it real?  If neither is genuine then they cannot be needs. 

I think this is why so many of us are able to   more »

If you haven't noticed.  I don't tweet much.  I save those for things worth announcing.  And if you are a friend, colleague or family member (like brother Craig in Hawaii) you are on my e-mail list for announcements of when I write something here worth reading.  Not that everything isn't worth reading but there are times I want everyone to know I've got something special.

This week is my week on with my boys.  "What?"  You say... "I thought you have your kids full time Lars?" I do, but I also have Dalton every third weekend.  So the three of us plan something special.

This week is no different.  We'll do the apple orchards and hayride then Saturday night I plan to take them their first night city skate.  Dalton my six year old held his own on the Philly Food skate this summer where he skated over 10 miles without a single complaint.  He's officially the youngest ever to skate a city skate with the Landskaters and Delaware Skate Club (my club).

Which brings me to this... the little things in life may be all that count.  It may just be another Saturday Night for some, but for us this will be another life experience.  They've yet to Skate Philly at night.  Although this past summer we did skate NY and somewhere in July we skated from Central Park down to Times' Square.  We soaked up the lights, ate ice-cream with the tourist and skated back through the city uptown again.  How many fathers can say they have done this with their kids? 

Sunday.. Paintball for me and the boys which I call our one luxury.    We used to have season tickets to the Phillies.  Now we DVR the games and watch them when it's not movie night.  

And yes, I still have time to date. LOL  I'd have to say my sons have encouraged me to date and when I do date women love them.   For all the men that made out to be 'stuck' with having kids or having kids cramp their style, I have to say I'm lucky.  Women love my kids but my kids... well they are my secret weapon in common sense.  If they give a woman the thumbs down (and they do often), I move on.  I've liked some nice women (at least I thought so) only for my kids to   more »