Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Let's Start a Revolution

A revolution of love. Let us tell everyone we care about that we love them. To some extent it is truth. We should love all. Even those we hate. Tons of ideas floating in my head. I wish I connect mentally to this machine and transfer the thoughts without actually typing. As the Cure put in their song "To Wish Impossible Things."

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Mucho Solo Quieren Comerse El Pastel

Some Want to Just Eat the Cake

I guess the traslation is not as good. I was talking to a friend of mine. I appear to give out a lot of relationship advice. In addition to getting a lot of confessions, I have one of those faces that people want to tell me unsolicited thing about their personal life. TMI kind of information. Btw, Joel has a great thing about confession at his blog, go give it a read and maybe even post your own confession. Tell him I sent ya. Anyway, I have been thinking about the whole dating scene and how it has changed drastically from when I dated. If you call going out with a few girls here and there as dates. I think we were just friends type stuff. Ok...lets not get off track. The confession usually begins with the female being real excited and extremely happy. For example, this girl named Alice in Wonderland (obviously not her name) met this guy at (of all places a bar) and they really hit it off. They had so much in common and everything was going great the planets were aligning and all that good stuff. All is good in the hood, then she proceeds to tell me that after a couple of dates things turned south. Gee...I wonder why. I left out the part that on the second or third date she was already giving him a little hummer. I am not talking about the car. I mean come on now. Let the brother work for the dessert. Am I just wrong on this one? Do not complain to me about how it went south. You did not let him work it. You made it too easy.

While I dated and conquered, it took me a long time before kissing. It took me forever to get to first base. Hell...my batting average was terrible. I must have been like in the .05735 or something. I hardly ever hit home runs. But like Geoff Blum or something it sure as hell meant something when the play was completed. You got to savor it like wine. Sorry...I need to get back to work. I really needed to get that one of my chest. The topic has been coming up every once in a while. One girl is making the guy work too hard and others are giving it away like it is candy. Is there a middle ground?

Friday, May 26, 2006

Of Sean Paul and Ohhhh....Burn!!!!

There are a lot of things going on. It has been extremely busy here at the office. I need to have lightning quick typing skills and the power to communicate in proper terms the lay man can understand. Either that or speak real quick and confuse them. jajajajajaj!!!

On my drive in, I was listening to Sean Paul. My son ipod-jacked me. He took it and began listening to a playlist that I downloaded for them with a whole bunch of Sean Paul, All-American Rejects, Green Day, and Daddy Yankee. I know what kind of music are these kids listening to. So...instead of changing the playlist I let it continue playing. Here I am, coming down the 290 Expressway with Sean Paul blaring and eating a bolillo. It was quite a sight to see. Btw, yes, I have my ipod back and running. It is awesome.

It is making me a little sad that I do not write down the poems I write on this blog. Anywhooo, must correct that at another time. I also was in a meeting with important people. Someone said something and I laughed out loud. They asked me why I was laughing. I told them, "My son will say oooooohhhhhhhh, burn!!!" if he proves that you are wrong or something like that. They all laughed. It was kind of funny. Okay you can continue with your day.

Monday, May 22, 2006

Stuck with a song and urge to call her...

It is a crazy thing. I am almost contemplating doing a Film Vault Tuesday, but I know I will never get to the caliber of our fearless leader Joel. I am having a Strawberry Margarita and watching Garden State with the kid from scrubs and Natalie Portman. She is totally awesome. Makes me almost want to pop in the VHS of Beautiful Girls. Yes...Dr V. I still have a VCR.This girl is enchanting without being too like hollywood. She is like the girl next door. You get a crush on her because of her spirit and vibrant youth. My favorite scene is when he is being humped by the dog and Natalie Portman (Sam) is just laughing at him while listening to her like old school headphones. He thanks her for helping or her attempt at not really helping him. It is a cute scene. She keeps on talking like there is no tomorrow. He is just sitting there. She tells him that he needs to hear this song by The Shins called New Slang. Pan to her beautiful face and one can not help but fall for her all over again. Have to resist watching this movie all over again. Ok...that was my sad attempt of Film Vault Monday actually. Thanks for playing. Now scram get out of here. jk. I bet your feeling were hurt.

I have this friend that I share a great bond with. I kid you not. Sometimes I think she calls me, but without a phone. This is usually the time I get the urge to call and vice versa. We will call each other and say, "Wow, I was just thinking about you" or "Hey, I was just about to call you." The freaky one was when I pick up the phone and am about to call her and it is her on the line. This has happened about 3-5 times. Well...there is a broken connection. The reason is because I want to call her. I really do, but I am screeching to a halt. I really can not tell you why. I wish I could. Let's hope she is well. If you catch her near you. Tell her I love her.

My Love is a Forest

it is filled with GREEN
vast and clean as we stroll
taking in the beauty

holding hands me and you
hope you are having the best time
let the night come out taking over us

give a chance to the summer breeze
caress our faces with it gentle touch
have the fireflies dance for us tonight

smile to just have you near me
you and i close to nature
like wood sprites in the night

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Friday, May 19, 2006

She fades

the rain has taken it's toll
washed away all her scent
her residual images

he is no longer inspired
lost the muse that made him
into the poet he once was

begin the search again?
he contemplates
among the urchins of greed

forgo all formalities
and join solitude
she will never leave me

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Thursday, May 18, 2006

Dragging my Feet

It is Thursday and I feel like my tank is on E. I know it is the weather (shaking fist at the weather). I am still all over the place. Little bit of the madness; Local Girl asked me to borrow my digital camera, Ella and Echo seem to have dissolved, Nipples have resurfaced in a conversation with my wife, Sonrisa is MIA (missing in action), had a conversation with an old friend and got this great quote, "We thought we were running some game like we know what was going on...only to realize we do not have a clue at all", and replaced my 9 yr old mattress with a new one from Sam's Club. It is a Sealy.

My job is real busy. It does not give me a chance to read, writer, or comment a whole lot on blogs. I surely do miss that. Well...back to the grind. Catch you guys on the flipside.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Weekend Update

I am the big 3-0. It does not feel any different. I did not turn into a pumpkin. Hell did not freeze over. Oh wait that would have been if Alma would have told me of her undying love for me back in the 9th grade. Sorry got my dreams mixed up. I guess let me do the run down. For those of you who are just joining us, I am your host Santiago. I have just turned 30 am married with two kids, a boy and a girl. My wife is (needle scratches on vinyl and goes off record). Hey never mind them, this blog is about me after all.

I am not your typical man. I am very intune with my feminine side and I also love women. I have often said, “I really am a Lesbian inside a man’s body”. I am always falling in love with women. Honestly, I can not get enough of them. I usually am head over heels for those intelligent women that are brilliant, then again I am always head over heels for people that I do not even know. Well…enough said. Let us give you the run down of my weekend as a Tribute to Sonrisa in Weekend Update (tidip tidip tidip). That was my attempt at news flash alert type thing.

Saturday was the big day. I hit the big 3-0. I feel like I have grown. Nah!!! I did have a cookout, even if it was cold and rainy outside. The day was riddled with calls from different “well wishers” and “Happy B-day’s.” I spent the day cleaning my apartment, running errands, setting up the tents, getting my b-day cake, and preparing the coolers. I know my boy, El Poli, said, “what the hell isn’t it your b-day?” Yeah…it is, but I have to pitch in. At about 2:30pm., I crack open a bottle of Heineken. My brother-in-law and I start to put up the circus tent. We were very surprised at our work. Actually, it was more my brother-in-law than me. He climbed up and put up the other tarp. I had already assembled another tent alone. Well…that is not entirely true. My 8 yr old son was quote unquote helping me. Once we were done with the tents, I started the fire in the grill. It took a little bit because all the wood that I was trying to use to start it was wet. I do not like to use the lighter flood. It is like cheating and besides the lighter flood taste then gets into the food. So…I run in to take a shower and come back to start to cook. My uncle and his family got there and was like, “You are not cooking on your birthday”. Yay for me!! I ate and had a little buzz going at this point. This was cool. I got a call from Sonrisa. She cancelled on me. I was very sad, but she was sick. So I had to excuse her. I guess. j/k. Instead a couple of friend from hs came out. The Leo and his cousin came out. Echo and Ella came out. These are the honorable mentions. GQ and his boy Hurricane came out too. GQ came out with a pot of Arroz con Gandulez. El Poli finally came out too at like 10:30. You know people keep saying it was cold. I did not feel a thing. It could have been all the beer and jello shots that I took. It was a good times. Good times!!

Sunday was a bust. I went out with my mother for Mother's Day. We took her to a mexican restaurant. Honestly, I was very sad and a little upset that my wife had to work for my kids school at St Mary's. It is my kids school. They were selling rose's. It was a great idea, but mothers should not be working on their day. It is all part of the fundraising efforts for the school. If any of you guys are interested in helping with any fundraising efforts please e-mail me. We are looking for all sorts of different people to help on committees. It will be painless. I am surprised at how much these parents of the schools do not want to help organize this stuff. Even if it is for the benefit of their children. Oh well...se la vi!!

Friday, May 12, 2006

Santiago the Blog Turns 1

If I am not mistaken. My blog is turning one today. I should be happier about this, but then again it is a blog. It is not like I won the lottery. It's not like I have an all expenses paid trip to some remote island with palm trees and nothing but cute hot girls bringing me beer or shots of whiskey. Also, it is a little hard to be happy on this dull, grey, and wet day. Como Chancla creo que todavia quedan algo de los rastros azules. I flashback to the day I started this blog. I was sitting at my job at the reception area and it was almost miller time. Clients were upsetting me by their glazed over look as you sit there and explain to them the options. I had taken off the next day in honor of my actual birthday. My actual B-day was beautiful and sunny. Unfortunately, this year it is going to be the flipside. Rastros azules here I come.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Porter-Daphne

This song has been haunting for quite some time. I have tried to get this song and can't. You can listen to it at their Myspace Website for Porter. The video is a little crazy, but it is really cool. I am seriously like obsessed with this song. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! I have tried I-Tunes and nothing. They keep coming up with other people that are not this band. Arg!!!

Se la vi!! Damn this rain. It is going to ruin my cookout for this Saturday. I am coming up on my 30th years on this earth and my blog is coming up on it's one year anniversary. Rock on!! Talk to you guys later.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

El Dia de las Madrecitas!!!

Yes...it is that day. I called my mother this morning to hell her Happy Mother's Day. It was nice. While some people celebrate it on the Sunday in May. We celebrate it usually on May 10th. Some people celebrate both.

It is super busy. So...I just thought I would quickly wish all mothers Feliz Dia de las Madres!!!

Monday, May 08, 2006

To Go or Not To Go Jogging.

This is the question. Let me back track a little. I am riding my little bike in to work. About 10 minutes from my office, I do a little check of all things I need to bring with me. Shirt, Tie, Keys...Keys...Keys...I did not bring my keys. I skid to a halt all dramatic. Damn it. I am already upset because my ipod does not work. Has anyone heard of www.ipodmod.com? I hope they are a good company. I will see if they can fix my little mini. Back to our regularly scheduled drama...I franticly call my wife on her cell and home and nothing. I tell you I dialed each number about 3 times. This has happened to me before. It was crazy, but I sort of made it look like my bike was locked and waited for my wife to call me back and get my keys. The problem was solved. It was all good in the hood.

My next problem was do I jog or not. I contemplated this for an hour. I decided to go and jog for a litte bit. It feels good. Lets hope the pressure of jogging is lifted. After all I am jogging for my benefit and for Joel.

Friday, May 05, 2006

Joy is here to stay

I wooed her,
Caressing her long dark limbs,
Whispered her name in her ears,
Knowing she likes to hear it.
She dresses for me,
Thinks about me hoping I am thinking of her,
I plead in thought "She is all on my mind,
Hoping she catches the whispers in the wind,
Imagine her hair wrapped around me,
The scent lingering in my head,
Burning inside my brain,
Staining a memory that will linger for eternity.

Life is something else isn't it. I reflect on the past couple of weeks. The clouds that have been following me around have finally been lifted. I think about this as I cross the street on my way to the park for a light jog. I reflect on the stares of my co-workers. Where are you going? I am going for a jog.

It is brisk outside, but I think of joy being here. I smile half to myself and half to the pretty girl that just walked by. She must be off to an interview or out for a little walk. Still I focus on this jog. It has been forever and a day. My legs are no longer what they used to be. I manage to jog around the park twice. I was dying. I walked and then jogged around the park. I completed 5 cycles around the park. I feel great now. Life is good and Joy is here to stay. Thanks for stopping by kids. Lets get back to work slackers. ajajajajajajaja!!

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Caribou Fridays

I was driving in to work and was getting a little annoyed by traffic by my office. It seems like a lot of people on the road do not know how to drive. Let me not get into the days where there is rain.

At any rate, this Friday is a little special. Being that my salary is not equal to any big time sports athlete like Konerko ranging in the millions to sit, stand, or have a batting average that tells me that he is missing 70% of the time he is up to bat. Sorry...this is by no means a rant about baseball. My point is I have a minute salary that does not afford me making trips to Starbucks or Caribou Cafe on a daily basis or hell even on a weekly basis. So...every 2-3 weeks I pay a visit to Caribou. This is usually on a Friday. It is my little treat to me. It is the "Hell, you made it this whole week without killing anyone" treat to myself.

I am making my trip over there and thinking I am going to be late to work. I shrug my shoulder and think, I don't care. I am always early. I can afford to be late. I pull up behind this Dunking Donut Truck. Of course it is taking 2 lanes and crawling to the intersection that I need to make my turn. I think I wonder if this guy is going to Caribou to get a cup of coffee. Do they get free coffee at Dunkin Donuts? Hmmm!! Things to think about. Well...Happy Friday.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Vuelo Muy Cerca Del Sol

















Subo mas y mas lejos,
Casi al tocarte,
a pesar de mis reservaciones,
que se me queman mis alas,
hechas de cera blanca,
no me importa lo que suceda,
solo con estar cerca de ti
es suficienta para dominar,
el temor que siento,
al no estar junto a ti,



Que hace mi Sol? No se...pero sigo pensando en ella. Me acuerdo los tiempos juntos hablando de nuestra vejes. Soliamos pensar en juegos de billar con nuestro cigarillos mientras contemplamos el paso a seguir. Bella la juventud donde todo se siente que va seguir para siempre.

Aller hable con unas amigas sobre como oculto los pensamientos. Sienten que no conparto con ellas mis dolores, mis penas, mis pensamientos, y cosas de mi vida. A pesar de decirles unas cosas intimas de mi juventud y mi matrimonio no creo que es necesario. Lo que sucedio en el pasado, que se quede en el pasado. Necesitamos vivir en el presente.

Pasamos un tiempo muy lindo hablando y riendonos de todo. Aqui esta una foto de una camisa que compre en la tienda de Chancla. Me gusta como nos trata la Chancla. Es a todo dar. Si se encuentran en la ciudad de los vientos. Pasen por su tiendita de libros.

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Operation Joy a Success

The trap for joy has been a success. I don't know if it is the good music, getting to bed at 9:00 pm, the sun, or just plain old time. Just a quick little blog before going into this meeting. I have managed to get the melancholy under wraps. I guess I go thru a couple days of having to purge all the negatives.

Some people have said it could be because I am turning 30. I don't think so, but then again I have only turned 30 once. I don't know what it feels like. One thing I do have to confess...I do not like my birthdays. I get all wound up for the momentous ocassion and then I just end up getting dissapointed. The only time I was not dissapointed was when I got a surprise party at the Rancho Luna Restaurant. It was a night out for me and my wife...or so I thought. I get in there and see My brother, El Poli, Eddie, Mr. Jones, and others. I am still like what are they doing here. It was good time had by all. We shall see what it is like this year.

Monday, May 01, 2006

A Thousand Pardons.

I'm sitting here staring blankly at the page. I had a thousand words to flush out. I need coffee. I need a shot of adrenaline. I need a thousand dollars. I need a thousand praises. Okay that was more for my ego. My weekend was okay. There were some days with overwhelming boredom. Sonrisa knows what I am talking about. I called her while she was at her very kick ass exciting concert. I was extremely bored.

My wife had gone to work and my kids where at a birthday party. This was on Saturday. I had a thousand ideas of where to go and spend the 3 hrs of freedom. CC's Bookstore, who btw can swallow now. hehehehehe!!! No censorship here. Get something to eat. Visit with a couple of friends that I have not seen in a while. Clean the house...nah!! I had already cleaned the living room. This was, I thought, enough for the day. It is one room at a time. Next will be the dining/slash computer room. I could surf the internet!!! No...that was the last thing I wanted to do. I do not know why. It turns out I could have gone with one friend that was out in the middle of the rain and taking public transportation. My kids did not get home until 9.45 pm. They were slated to return at 7pm. In other words, I blew the day bored switching channels. Mind you...I only have public television. I do not have cable. In retrospect, I could have gone upstairs with my in-laws. They do, but I would have felt like a moocher. Instead I let my brain melt and drip out of my ears unto my couch. I felt like such a couch potato. I felt like if I could sink into the couch and become one with the couch, then it would all be okay. I could have gone to my mom's and hung out with her. She spends Saturdays alone unless I take the kids over and visit.

I know I have become lost.
Forgotten in this corner.
A child left alone to his devices.
Searching for the answers.
To all the wrong questions.

A bit of an update. I did go to a Cubs game with my friend on Wednesday. My ipod took a swan dive out of my backpack and is no longer working. Got pissed drunk on Friday with my in-laws. Glad to have you back Joel. Btw, I guess I need to get spanked by Dr V accoring to DCnats/Joel's comment.