Somewhere in my lifetime

Today I celebrate the day of my birth along with that of: Dr. Martin Luther King Jr, today he would have been eighty two years old. I won't say how old I turned today, but lets just say I'm about ten years older than the game of UNO and about fifteen years younger than Ebony magazine;then again at my age whom can remember? I don't have a problem growing older because my heart still feels young and very often my mind is the immature one in this matter so staying young at heart has been good to me, now it would be nice if I didn't find gray hair in unmentionable places and not to mention I shave my head on a regular basis to keep the gray from showing, although I do like the salt and pepper look on some men it just doesn't work well on me, but if it did I would wear it proudly.

I have no big or small plans for today in fact I have some reading to do and a few chores around the house that needs to be taken care of then and only then will I venture out to the club with the fellas for a beer or two. I intend on treating myself to a nice gift, but thought Visa might want a payment first before I go charging large items to their card.

New Beginnings

Happy New Year,

I certainly hope that all is well with you and that you enjoyed a safe and festive holiday season. I register no complaints, I'm truly blessed and I did enjoy a good holiday with friends however; New Years Eve left a lot to be desired, I didn't do the club thing per sa, but instead got together with some friends and associates to welcome in the new year. Of course these folks were not my regular hangout crew or clique, but mutual friends or whathaveyou. The night started out fine, everyone was cordial and enjoying the music and mild weather, yes it was forty four degrees outside that evening, but the temps dropped rapidly thereafter, and in Wisconsin by this time the snow is deep or the temps are extremely cold so the warm weather preceded the cold freezing temps was a delight for us.

On the inside the milieu changed just as rapidly as the weather outside, it appears that the alcohol wanted to have it's say before the new year came in and yes it had much to say. I recall a relative of mine's saying years ago "a drunk will speak a sober mind." I didn't take heed at that time, but I totally understand that statement today. The drunk/inebriated let loose up in that piece on New Years Eve, folks started reading each other from Amazing Grace to How Sweet it Was, then there was one brotha whom I give credit to for bringing some warmth back into the place, he started singing Auld Lang Syne all while sipping his champagne and hundred proof vodka. He drank so fast he litterally set off a smoke detector or alarm then we all broke out in laughter then the crying took place and the "I love youuuus." he was shooting flames out his mouth and a pungent scent that could knock you down if you got to close, he wanted to be hugging and kissing folks and at that time I took stage left...gotta go.

Generally I tend to fear new beginnings, but as I mature I relish the thought and idea of new beginnings. 2010 wasn't my best year and far from my worst, but I anticipate making 2011 a very good year. I don't do the resolution thing anymore (I just set myself up for disappointment) instead I work towards goals and do my best to attain those goals, I don't give up anything just alter or try and refrain from cerain things that could hinder my progress. The jury is still out on the diet and workout verdict. I guess I kinda still have resolutions in place.

"Take the first step in faith, you don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step." Martin Luther King, Jr.