...................................................................ignition

night driving

at night
when the streets are wet with rain
I climb into my car and drive
leaving my cares behind
the city is shiny and new
and whisper quiet
like it has never seen pain
silently rolling
watching the world pass by
and all things seem possible
even for me...

One more load to go...

Only one more load to pick up at my old place, pay for the divorce and it's all over baby...

 

(It's going to be a good year)

 

 

Hauling my stuff over to my new place...

I'm making trips daily to get my stuff over to my new place...anyone want to help?   LOL...moving sucks!

I recycled an old picture of mine, but the poem is new...

 

THE AIRPORT AT MIDNIGHT

 

 

THE AIRPORT AT MIDNIGHT  

 

All the planes have landed

all the people have gone

back to their houses

their curtains are drawn

 

The Shops are closed

their gates are down

the walkways empty

no body around

 

The Airport is quiet

not a person in sight

only the Janitors are

up this late at night

 

The TV's are off

the music is low

if anything's happening

only Security'll know

 

The carpet is swept

the tile is shining

the Eateries are closed

there'll be no more dining

 

And here I sit

the earliest riser

six hours to departure

and none the wiser

 

The weather delayed me

my plane had flown

stuck in the Airport

I might have known

 

At A-Fifty-Five

I sit and wait

the first customer at

this particular gate

 

So I'm killing time

with my pen in hand

waiting to fly back

to my own land

 

St. Louis is calling

it's Detroit I'm leaving

a good night's sleep

is what I'm bereaving

 

So I've set the alarm

on my pocket phone

please do wake me

if it's ringing alone

 

So that's my plan

I'm sticking to it

listening for the announcement

I don't want to sleep through it

 

So if you see me

nodding there

please do wake me

from my slumbering chair

 

I'll be your buddy

I'll think you're real neat

for the St. Louis flight

I need to be on my feet

 

I appreciate the help

I appreciate the hand

to get me back to

my own land

 

  

a cypher if you will...

A= @

C= <

D= >

E= 3

H= #

I= !

L= /

N= ^

O= *

S= $

T= +

 

(all the rest of the letters are the same)

I finally got my itinerary for my Sunday flight to NJ

I went by my old house today to pick up some things for my NJ trip and to grab my frog.  Madie stood at the top of the stairs and smiled at me and giggled.  I am going to miss her.  It is hard for me to go over there, it breaks my heart. 

I fly out of Lambert Sunday evening, and get into NJ at 10pm and then turn around and have 8 hrs worth of interviews starting at 9am...YIKES!  Tomorrow I'm doing a little secret shopping of the stores in STL, so I can speak intelligently about the District's issues on Monday...

I'll be home Monday evening around Midnight...

 

They are spending close to $800 bucks to ship me out there, I will knock their socks off...

 

;)

 

 

 

 

 

Not going down to AL

I don't feel up to driving all the way down to AL.  I called my folks and told them I wasn't coming.  My heart isn't in it.

 

the damn site counter reset itself...

I noticed the other day that the site counter on my Journal had reset itself.  I was up to over 1200 visits and <WHAMMY>, back to zero.  And another thing, this damn Journal sets all the fonts to black when it archives them, MY BACKGROUND IS BLACK! 

 

...fu<k!^g $+up!> AOL.

 

 

going on a mini vacation to see my family

It looks like I will be driving down to see my family.  My cousin is getting married and everyone will be there.  I didn't send in my RSVP thingee (I didn't think I could go), so I can't attend the actual wedding (it's aboard a cruise ship) but I will be able to see my folks and my brother, and everyone else.  I might be driving my Grandmother down, it depends.  LOL, there is a joke there that I am leaving alone...  My interview is the week starting June 12th.  I am due some good news...LOL.

 

See ya later...

::makes that shooting gesture with my hand::

 

 

I forgot...

How funny, I received three coupons for free Mt. Olive products...

 

Remember Kids!

 

Poetry pays.................................

 

(lol)

 

 

 

 

 

I'll scan the actual letter in and post it once I move my printer over here to Ray's...

 

(sung to the tune of "I'm So Pretty")

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"I'm so sleepy...

oh so sleepy...

I'm tired,

and grumpy,

and I snore!

I stand to go and close my bedroom door...

::quickly tilts head and laces my fingers together underneath my chin::

LA la la la la la la La la la..."

 

going to the Movies...

I watched "Love Actually" on TV yesterday and then went to see "Cinderella Man" at the movies.  I am such a sap, lol. 

Thank you for listening...

Hello my name is David.  I have had wonderful successes in my life, and great failures too.  The funny thing is sometimes you can get them confused.  You can want something so much that you ignore all the warning signs and push forward to it's completion.  You can mourn the loss of a job,  when it's very absence is the catalyst for one of your greatest triumphs.  I am lucky.  I can do better, and I will.  Thank you for listening...

 

Happy Memorial Day Weekend!

My Pap-pa was a Veteran of WWII.  I am very proud of him, and miss him very much!

I'm editing my old Journal entries and I had forgot about this poem...

poem for today

 

the day is short

the day is long

my time is now

my time is gone

I see before me

I see behind

I'm out of chances

I'm out of time

I turn to see it

I turn away

I look tomorrow

I look today

to find my love

to find my heart

it's time to quit

it's time to start

so say hello

or say goodbye

I'll never quit

I'll always try

 

 

 

 

 

 

::gazes at myself in the mirror...::

 

 

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

you ARE a handsome one aren't you?

 

::winks::

 

 

::Laying down on the kitchen floor and flapping my arms and legs::

 

    David <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Making linoleum angels

 

 

 

 

Just So...

 

 

Just So...

 

I stumble down these grey grey stairs

I walk across the green green tile

I sit upon the brown brown chair

I turn my computer on just so

I type upon the sad grey keys

I peer through my lush green eyes

I lean against my strong brown knees

I study upon my life just so

I leave behind my sad sad wife

I walk across the lush lush grass

I think about my strong strong life

I begin my day anew just so...

 

 

The Mt. Olive people liked the poem...

(this is the Mt. Olive person talking...)

David, thanks for your note, and for your poem. It is dill-lightfull! I'll post it on the bulletin boards here so our employees can enjoy it. To say thanks, we'll send you a few coupons for Mt. Olive products. Just forward your mailing address, and we'll get them out to you.   Thanks for buying Mt. Olive.  

 

(::shrugs:: lol!)    

::claps hands and dances about::

A major Mall Retailer is flying me out to their Corporate HQ in New Jersey to interview for the St. Louis District Manager position.  Cross your fingers and toes!

 

THINGS DON'T HAVE TO BE NASTY...

 

 

THINGS DON'T HAVE TO BE NASTY

 

Things don't have to be nasty

You don't have to be so cruel

I shouldn't expect anything different

and I'm definitly done playing the fool

Things don't have to be nasty

You don't have to make things worse

I really shouldn't be all that surprised

that my family you've started to curse

Things don't have to be nasty

insults are what you love to throw

I'm just going to mind my own business

grab my things, pack up and go

Things don't have to be nasty

you keep repeating your mistakes

always trying to put me down

and my spirit you strive to break

Things don't have to be nasty

and I don't have to put up with you

I'm leaving for a better life

something positive healthy and new

Things don't have to be nasty

but that is all you know

insults threats and anger

who knew you'd stoop so low

So now I'm out of the picture

and who will you insult now

Things don't have to be nasty

but that is all that you know how...

 

 

I finished the book I bought the other day.  I read all morning out on Ray's covered back porch.  It was nice and cool and the birds were singing.  I try and distract myself as much as I can.

 

 

I have to go over to the house and get some things...

I'm heading over to the house and picking up some things.  I need to figure out all the specifics of my China Set, I'm selling it to raise some money and I need the details so I can put the ad in the paper.  Getting divorced sucks, I suggest everyone avoid it at all costs.

little things can mean so much

Ode to Mt. Olive

 

I bought a gallon of pickles son

three point seven eight liters worth

these kosher dills make me happy

my fridge shall be their berth

fresh packed from Mt. Olive

on the corner of cucumber and vine

I can't wait to taste one

I know they're mighty fine

I love they way they crunch yes

juice runs down from my chin

I love to eat these pickles boy

they always make me grin

so open up a jar today son

let's hear that jar lid pop

and pass around the pickles boy

eat one and you just can't stop

 

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm pickles...

 

 

 

(THANK YOU MT. OLIVE!)