I'm not really feeling like writing tonight so I am pulling out an old poem that I wrote sometime last year.  Anyway I'm not much of a poet and don't have a way with words so don't be too harsh.

Can anyone out there
Understand all those dark desires and
Needs that I crave as a man?
No one out there gets it.
I am searching for "the one".
Lately that has been difficult,
Impossible as some may say.
No matches, no love.
Gonna be alone the rest of my days,
Unless by sheer luck…maybe,
Some day but not today.

Inspired by Song of Songs 7:2 שררך אגן הסהר אל יחסר המזג

So I am doing somewhat better today.  I guess my blood pressure got out of control because I had been anemic and while I was anemic my blood pressure was at a perfect level.  Now it skyrocketed or at least it did by my standards.  They put me on a BP medicine and a water pill.  That water pill is making me piss every 15 minutes.  I feel like an old man.  At least the swelling is down and there is no more leaking.  It was nice for the first hour of rest with my legs elevated watching The Big Bang Theory and then it got boring and I missed my Xanga family...yes, family, I'm a creeper like that.

I get a phone call from my mom this afternoon hinting that she needed my blazer to haul some stuff from Menard's for my aunt.  Well I got out but it did hell on my legs.  The strange thing was that the swelling went down more after walking around the store.  My mom thanked me by buying me some of those Topsy Turvy tomato hangers.  My aunt got me some solar lights for my driveway and she bought me supper.  I felt like such a deadbeat but gas is expensive.  I bought myself another raspberry bush.  I am going to turn my back yard into an orchard just like my grandfather.  I have blueberries, raspberries, rhubarb, 2 apple trees, about 10 tomato plants, 10 bell pepper plants, 10 ground cherry plants, and 5 jalapeno plants.  That keeps me busy when I'm not teaching.

Wow...I'm not being incredibly dirty tonight.  See, I'm getting old and mature...finally.

Here's your weekly dose of motivation:

OK for a chance to redeem myself....look at the shellfish one.  I was reading a report the other day that a group of people was recommending a substitution for oysters because of the oil spill in the gulf.  They claim that there is a substance produced by the body that has the same taste and texture of oysters.  Of course the group was mostly men and they were talking about semen. 

I think Myspace has become the fannypack of the internet.

Did you know Chef Gordon Ramsay's favorite meal is roasted chicken ramen while taking a bubble bath and watching Gossip Girl.

Don't you find a tad disturbing when guys wear sweat pants to a strip club?

There was a time when I thought I met Tyler Perry but when the wig didn't come off I realized it was Queen Latifah.

Spoiler Alert: Inception is NOT about me.

You better have a great day.