I have always loved James Bond movies. There was always something unique and special about the 'James Bond' Movies. The secret life, the danger, the world travel, the international espionage, and of course, the girls. Ahh...the Bond girls, you got to love them. Yet, however interesting the Bond girls were and believe me they were, I refer here to the movies specifically and more specific the 'Roger Moore' version. Some would argue that Sean Connery version was the most popular series. I, probably, will not dispute what claim, however Roger Moore did make his character uniquely his own, a skilled application of charismatic 'coolness' and a heavy foot on-the-ready for a quiet ass-kicking when needed, was always envied and not easily copied. So, without hesitation, I award the James Bond I grew up on -- the James Bond of the 1970's, Roger Moore's 'James Bond' as one of the most intriguing movie characters of that time.
A good salesman would tell you that 'timing is everything' in a sale, and James Bond came with uncanny timing and I 'bought it' like many others of that time. The Battle for the free-world, was always in danger and Bond was there to keep it safe.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
A good Son
When do you know when you are good son?. Is it in the appreciation of your parents went you've grown into someone they can find pride in. Or, maybe, the small thing in life, the "Hallmark" cards and the flowers on her( mother) birthday and mother's day or the extras work you put in around the house --maybe I can trim the bushes when I mow the lawn. Yet-- whatever it may be -- would this be enough to warrant "a good son or daughter" award?
I suppose this is up to interpretation. In some parts of the world, some sons are asked to "sacrifice" themselves to "Alliah". I suppose some would think-- WOW!, what a great son. Well, I don't follow that sentiment, although the 72 virgins are appealing. I think that a son or a daughter can do what they can do, --and only what they can do -- the rest is up to faith or luck.
However hard it might be on the other person, the son or daughter can only giver so much.
Denying someone a specific request, particularly a family member, can be draining; it can "zap" you energy and leave you limp and tired. Yet, your denial should in no way by an obstacle to a continued fond relationship. This will, someday, be a passing issue, like most life-changing issue, they are dramatic and heart-breaking, but manageable. More Later.
I suppose this is up to interpretation. In some parts of the world, some sons are asked to "sacrifice" themselves to "Alliah". I suppose some would think-- WOW!, what a great son. Well, I don't follow that sentiment, although the 72 virgins are appealing. I think that a son or a daughter can do what they can do, --and only what they can do -- the rest is up to faith or luck.
However hard it might be on the other person, the son or daughter can only giver so much.
Denying someone a specific request, particularly a family member, can be draining; it can "zap" you energy and leave you limp and tired. Yet, your denial should in no way by an obstacle to a continued fond relationship. This will, someday, be a passing issue, like most life-changing issue, they are dramatic and heart-breaking, but manageable. More Later.
Monday, July 13, 2009
This will be a day to rejoice. The landlord, his wife and kids finally moved out, and I'm beside
myself. The '800 lbs gorilla' is off my back, and is heading to Illinois. Yet, I do not envy their long sweaty drive to Illinois, that beat-up old van has seen better days. Or having to listen to his wife's 'scratchy' nasally voice for 72 hours, like finger on a chalk board, can result in throwing myself out the door at full speed, which for that van is probably 40mph. --Just remember to "duck and roll" Olegario.
Now, his children seem innocent enough and very nice, yet overly curious and bothersome at times. The yelling and screaming I did not enjoy, and probably will never "come-to-grips" on screaming baby's. Nor, did I appreciate their parents indifference to their screaming children.
"-- There were not the only people living in this house-- for Christ sake". Or their uncontrollable need to touch things like a television, or a Sony PlayStation, or Internet cable cords, which as a result the television was covered in cayon(a lot of cayon), the Sony PlayStation was broken and the cable cord were pulled out the router.
The living conditions weren't all that great as well.. The herd of family members coming down and "setting up camp" in the living room was not amusing at all. Good lord-- There were so many Mexicans in this house -- I though were a migrate camp. I mean -- "I didn't no whether to go to work or sale oranges off the side of the highway.
Now , I don't want to give the impression that it was all bad during the past 3 weeks. Their were some amusing time, and in this case their strange grooming sense. I never know getting a "Mow Howard" haircut as in style this year. which they seemed to bestowed on their oldest child. I was caution in getting to close to the child, I might of ended up with an eye-poke and a slap. A word of advice, try not to laugh at a child's funny haircut, and yet if you can't seem to "keep your composure" at least try not to point while you are laughing. More later.
myself. The '800 lbs gorilla' is off my back, and is heading to Illinois. Yet, I do not envy their long sweaty drive to Illinois, that beat-up old van has seen better days. Or having to listen to his wife's 'scratchy' nasally voice for 72 hours, like finger on a chalk board, can result in throwing myself out the door at full speed, which for that van is probably 40mph. --Just remember to "duck and roll" Olegario.
Now, his children seem innocent enough and very nice, yet overly curious and bothersome at times. The yelling and screaming I did not enjoy, and probably will never "come-to-grips" on screaming baby's. Nor, did I appreciate their parents indifference to their screaming children.
"-- There were not the only people living in this house-- for Christ sake". Or their uncontrollable need to touch things like a television, or a Sony PlayStation, or Internet cable cords, which as a result the television was covered in cayon(a lot of cayon), the Sony PlayStation was broken and the cable cord were pulled out the router.
The living conditions weren't all that great as well.. The herd of family members coming down and "setting up camp" in the living room was not amusing at all. Good lord-- There were so many Mexicans in this house -- I though were a migrate camp. I mean -- "I didn't no whether to go to work or sale oranges off the side of the highway.
Now , I don't want to give the impression that it was all bad during the past 3 weeks. Their were some amusing time, and in this case their strange grooming sense. I never know getting a "Mow Howard" haircut as in style this year. which they seemed to bestowed on their oldest child. I was caution in getting to close to the child, I might of ended up with an eye-poke and a slap. A word of advice, try not to laugh at a child's funny haircut, and yet if you can't seem to "keep your composure" at least try not to point while you are laughing. More later.
Monday, July 6, 2009
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