Thursday, March 31, 2011

tracy chapman - unsung psalm

There would be psalms sung by a choir
I would have a white robe a halo newly acquired
I'd be at peace and I'd have no desire
If I'd lived right

There would be cherubs with tiny harps arrows and bows
I'd have a halo and a flowing white robe
I'd be enfolded by a celestial light
If I'd lived right

But I'm feeling hot and bothered under the collar
I feel the sweat breaking out on my brow
I feel the heat and I know it's the passion
The love I can't disavow

If this is a dream wake me up now
If this is a movie let's edit these scenes out
It would be a PG instead of an X-rated life
If I'd lived right

Some would call me a cheat call me a liar
Say that I've been defeated by the basest desires
Yes I have strayed and succumbed to my vices
But I tried to live right

But I have no regrets no guilts in my heart
I only feel sadness for any pain that I've caused
I guess I wouldn't bother to worry at all
If I'd lived right

Do you live by the book do you play by the rules?
Do you care what is thought by others about you?
If this day is all that is promised to you
Do you live for the future the present the past?

If there is one thing I know I know I will die
If anyone cares some stranger may critique my life
I may be revered or defamed and decried
But I tried to live right

There would be psalms sung by a choir
I would have a white robe a halo newly acquired
I'd be at peace and I'd have no desire
If I'd lived right


Friday, March 25, 2011

Being in Collections...

10 Things your Bill Collector would like to say but can’t

1. About your answering machine… no one wants to hear your cover of your favorite gospel song, nor is anyone amused by your “Hello? Hello? Hello? Just kidding… I’m not home right now” message.

2. Hanging up or ignoring me does not make me or your problems in general go away.

3. When you tell me to get a “real job” I laugh on the inside because atleast I can pay my bills each month.

4. Telling me to go fuck myself and then ending the call with a “have a blessed day” doesn’t make you a very nice person.

5. You spoke English when you filled out a credit application, it’s odd how you’ve forgotten how to speak it now that it’s time to pay.

6. Yes bad things do happen to good people… and concoursely good things happen to bad people too.

7. When your mortgage is 200/month and your car payment is 900/m you may want to reevaluate your priorities.

8. You are not a stone or a turnip and I am not looking for blood but thank you for being the 20th person to say that to me today.

9. I hear how angry you are that the government only gives you $1,000/month in assistance. They don’t give me anything… imagine how I feel…

10. I understand that it’s 8 o’clock in the morning but if I have to be up this early to discuss your bills, then so do YOU.


Thursday, March 17, 2011

It takes a village

What happened to kids?

This past Sunday, we went with some friends to the Philadelphia Flower Show and then out to a late lunch / early dinner to Maggiano’s in the city. The Flower Show, despite being crowded, was fun and Maggiano’s food was fantastic. On our way from dinner to the train, a group of about 5 kids were riding their bikes down the sidewalk. They were popping wheelies and being really disrespectful of all of the people trying to walk down the sidewalk. One child, while trying to do a trick rode into his friend and they both fell. Without skipping a beat, the kid who was not at fault started beating the hell out of the other kid. Once done and they both got up and started to limp towards their bikes, my friend said to the one boy “Are you ok?” to which he replied: “Don’t fucking talk to me lady… you don’t fucking know me” and they grabbed their bikes and rode away. These boys were no older than 10.

I think it would be naïve to think that this was an isolated incident. There’s that cliché that people always think that children of a lesser generation are less respectful than the kids of their generation and I guess this is just another case of that. But I think this is more than that. I think children are reaching a tipping point.

The timeframe in which kids get to be “kids” is getting smaller and smaller. Children nowadays are treated like little adults. Clothing, music and tv programs aimed at kids are all far more “mature” then they used to. A lot of parents don’t raise their kids anymore. They let TV or ‘pop culture’ raise their kids. They don’t teach them morals or respect and then wonder why kids are so bad nowadays. I’ve also noticed that most parents don’t see faults with their own kids. There is an air to them of ‘well, MY child isn’t like that so I don’t have to be concerned. What they don’t realize is that half the time, YES… it is your child who is acting like that.

Yesterday I was driving through Cherry Hill and a school bus was dropping off grade school kids (maybe about 6th grade) and a bunch of boys were hanging out the school bus window calling this girl who just got off a “fat whore”… She was giving it right back but had that look like it was taking everything she had not to cry. Ofcourse, the school bus driver was doing nothing. As I passed them I realized that I didn’t do anything either.

They say it takes a village to raise children. I am part of this village and if you’re reading this, then so are you. So what responsibility do we have do kids out there? If we see horrible behavior what responsibility do we have to step in? Because at the end of the day, while they might not be OUR kids that are ‘acting up’… this is ‘our village’.




Friday, March 11, 2011

Everything and Nothing.

I’ve had everything and nothing on my mind recently. Lots to think about but nothing really blogworthy… or I will write something, read it and realize that it’s way too personal to put out there. Even I have limits. So in the grand tradition of randomness, I give you a few blurbs of Mike-thought.

What happened to TV? I know that people always say that “morrals” and what pass as entertainment declines from generation to generation but while flicking through the channels the other night and trying to watch 5 minutes of ‘Jersey Shore’. How do people watch that trash? And then changing the channel and viewing ‘I didn’t know I was pregnant’. How do you not know that you’re pregnant? How do you not have SOME kindof clue that might make you wonder. And then to birth your baby in a TOILET and then want to air your stupidity and humiliation on tv? Are you serious? Ughh.

NEXT…

I have always tried to see the best in people… Even people I don’t care for. This sounds like a good thing, but at the end of the day when I am dealing with an “enemy” and they are looking for ways to take me down, I sit there struggling with the duality of “sure they might be a bigot but they seem like a good parent”. It’s silly and definitely a trait I am trying to work on getting control of.

NEXT…

I am gay. Being gay, while certainly not the only thing that describes me, is certainly one of the most important, as far as I am concerned. There is no other part of *me* that will have more involvement as to how I am seen and treated in the life. It took me a long time to accept myself… truly accept myself and I wouldn’t change anything if I could. All that being said, I don’t want to be valued by people primarily just because I am gay. I don’t want to be anyone’s token gay friend. I don’t want to be a token anything.

NEXT…

Spring is in the air and I CANNOT WAIT to get outside, do a little bbq’ing, feel the grass between my toes and feel the sun on my face.

Have a good day peeps. Happy Friday!