There And Back Again

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The start of my Birthday week has begun. Musical Mondays was a blast, Sue and Billy and I, had a great time. Met another famous person. It seems to be a tradition on or around my birthday, when we go to musical mondays, that we meet someone famous. Austin Pendleton, David Mamet, and now this year Thom from Queer Eye for the Straight guy. He was very nice, wished me a Happy birthday ( kissed me twice ) and spoke with us quite a few times throughout the night. Dan being on spring break was able to stay all night with us too. Normally he leaves early, he always has school the next day. Unfortunately no pictures, Darn.

  Thanks Everyone, I had a great time,,,,,,,,,, B

What would you do or say, if you were able to go back in time and talk to a younger you? I had a dream the other night, and believe it or not my dreams are very detailed, but anyway, I had a dream where I went back in time and was able to speak to my younger self.  Here’s the dream in full.  In the dream, I realized where I was and by the look of the cars and the clothes on the people, what year it was. It was then that I hatched a plan to talk to me.  But where would I be, at this place and time, I had to think back and remember who I was in that year. And if you think this is easy try it. Who were you when you were 7 or 11 or even 15? And if you were able to speak to your younger you, would you even listen to you or rather the older person who they wouldn’t recognize and was trying to talk to them. Can you still follow me? Are you still with me? Back to the dream, it will all make sense, I promise (hope?).  Since I figured i was back in the early 70’s. I knew where I lived. and don’t youjust know, I was back in the old neighborhood. I walked the couple of blocks  to my house. on the way and through good reasoning, I determined this was approximately the year, that my family was in a car accident, it wasn’t a bad accident, but it was scary and I remember it as a little boy. But that accident hadn’t happened yet. I saw our old stationwagon in front of the house, and it had no damage. So that placed my agae around 6 or 7. Now if my plan was to work, I had to talk my way past my Mother ( who by the way, would never let a stranger near her kids) , and then have a conversation with a 7 yr old boy, and unfortunately, to convince him of who I was, I was going to have to tell him, that his life was going to get really really bad, in the next few years.  But that everything would turn out ok.  somehow I did talk my way past Mom, and beleive me in my dream my Mother was young and beautiful, just like I remember, but this time I looked at her with MY eyes. And I’m older than her. It was so weird, becuase in my mind, I knew everything. The furniture, the wallpaper, all the same as i remember it. I had to touch the wall! In my dream it was so real. I found myself, all alone and reading a comic boy. To look at myself, face to face, not through a memory was surreal, It felt real! I explained to little Brian, who by the way, was so absolutely cute,  that I don’t remember. We forget how innocent we were. I’d forgotten little things of my childhood. Not the vacations or accomplishments, but the little things, like what I looked like, how I acted, what I liked doing, things that made me happy.  I always enjoyed reading, but I grew to think it was because I wanted to escape my reality. Get away from the pain me. Thats how it always felt, I became a self loather. I hated me. And looking at this little boy. I wanted to hug him and kiss him and tell him to always remember, never forget, no matter how bad it gets, and its gets really bad some days. Some days you will stare at the knife, and think of nothing else. But Always remember, It will be ok. Life does get better. People will come into your life, who will make a difference. Some you will meet and they will become good friends. And some will be born into your life, whom you will love more than anything. These souls will need you! Need you to be funny, and smart,and love them unconditionally and most important they will need your wisdom.Wisdom you will develop because pain and torment and heartache, that you will go through in the coming years. You will forget most of what I tell you. But remember this, don’t forget this. It will be ok.  And you will be Happy someday.  Lil me, looked like he understood ( I was a perceptive child!). And my heart felt lighter,,, Everything is ok. And I’m Happy, today.

Tom has broken his leg.  While his mother and I, were out enjoying the Cancun sun, He took it upon himself to ride his dirt bike and fell. Without a Helmet, I might add (i’m so pissed off). He promised me he would NEVER do that! He broke it in 2 places, above the ankle and below the kneecap. He is so lucky he didnt hurt himself any worse. I told his parents it was time to sell that damn bike, I knew something like this would happen. Kids are kids and boys will be boys etc.  He has a cast all the way to his waist. And he will be off his feet and in rehab most of the spring into summer! There goes any fun plans we might of had.  He has a lot of work to do before Our vacation to The UK this august. I hope he learns a very important lesson from this..  Max

Back home from Cancun. Shelly and I, had a wonderful time. Cancun is beautiful. the waves and the sun make for a perfect combination. the weather was perfect, it rained once, and at night. We stayed at  The Great Parnassus, an all inclusive, which was my first time with that. I enjoyed all inclusive, no worries about money. How Nice..Originally I thought 5 days wasn’t enough, but actually it was a just long enough. We had plenty of activities, and plenty of food and drink. And of course plenty of sun. Michelle didn’t listen to my wisdom and she got sun poisoning. Her face and body became so swollen I suggested a Doctors visit!. She refused, but bought allergy medication and it seemed to work. needless to say, she stayed out of the sun the rest of the vacation. But still had a nice time, so she tells me.  I read 3 books. That and the weather made me very happy.  The Hotel had a group of Entertainers that made everyone’s stay very enjoyable. The were in all the activities and then put on a cute show at night.  Shelly and I, are thinking about starting an annual trek to Cancun every February. Something to look forward to, esp when we have these crazy Winters,,,,   Brian

Shelly and I are off to Cancun for 5 days. Nobody better mention that we leave on VD. Its  just another day,, pics will be posted as soon as I take them,,,,,, I wanted to go to Cabo, but she wants Cancun and since she is the World to me, she got her way,,,, M

Why be mean and cruel. Is it really necessary. Are you that little that instead of being respectful and kind. You need to resort to unnecessary cruelty. Why be mean to my friends? If you don’t like me fine, I’ll get over it. But to resort to mean-spirited jokes and put downs is really low and immature . I thought you were better than that. I guess I was wrong. I used to be a real good judge of character, but I must be slipping, because I liked you. I had fun spending time with you and wanted to enjoy more. But no more. I don’t need that kind of humor, it’s not funny, EVER.  And its really unprofessional.  Degradation of any kind is so uncool. I have had people degrade me and make fun of me all my life, I refuse to put up with it anymore, EVER.  I like my life and like who I am. I have a wonderful life! I really don’t need nor want anyone in my life, who puts other people down. Why would you think thats funny, especially my friends. We have only been nice and kind to you. And if you treat us like that because you are mad, then you need to grow up. Seriously!  I thought I was treating you with respect. Don’t I deserve the same? Don’t my friends? I realize you are a little, little person, not anyone, I want to be associated with. But mark my words, I won’t make that mistake again.

Brian 

What did you do on that day?

Did you wake up to the alarm clock around 7, stumble out of bed, into the bathroom. Get into the shower. Get dressed, make some eggs for breakfast and then kiss the wife/husband. as you walk out the door.

Or

Hit the snooze button a couple of times, because you were up late putting together the bike for your sons birthday present. and your tired , so tired, but you have that important meeting today, or that deadline that has to get done. so you stumble to the shower. to try and wake up. Grab a quick cup of coffee and head into the office.

Or

Get out of your bed, ( get up ) stumble to the shower, because you have to go to work, even though your life is crumbling down around you, your boyfriend dumped you yesterday, and he was your entire world. why go into work? Because what else do you have. You werent married, no kids and the rest of your family live thousands of miles away!So work is all you have, and maybe just maybe he will call you, today,(please please ) after realizing, you were the love of his life and he can’t live without you ( please, please).

What did you do on your last day of life?

Me? I got on that damn plane!

The plan to Not look American succeeded! A couple of times, I was Parley vous Anglais(ed). I’m sure it had more to do with the big nose, than anything else. Sue also had the French experience, everyone answered her in perfect French, she couldn’t understand them, but they thought she spoke fluent French.

Brian