Hear Me World

Is Anyone Out There

2008-07-13T22:39:00.000-04:00

So now that I have this blog...and I have a place to spill my guts...who exactly am I spilling them to. I wonder if anyone even reads this thing. Now I understand it is brand new and all...but how do I know if anyone has even stopped by. I feel like the guy who just opened the restaurant...waiting for that first customer....polishing the glasses..rearranging the place settings...making sure each salt and pepper shaker is full. Or maybe I'm the guy with the garage sale....waiting for the first customer...pricing then repricing...and repricing again...folding the used baby clothes over and over...waiting for the first sale.

I have changed my template three times....looked at my first comment or some proof that someone stopped by and has the title suggest "heard me". Maybe a couple pics of Brittany Spears upskirt....or maybe a link to a funny You Tube video....a guy nutting himself on a skateboard...or maybe a squirril on a surf board.....something to pull in the visitors. How is it possible that nobody has seen my brand new blog...after all there are only about a zillion of these things on the web...mine is sure to standout...NOT!

So...to review...in order to be heard I start a blog that nobody knows exist.....I think there is a flaw in my plan. I should have stuck to the garage sale.....

Looking at Women

2008-07-10T23:07:00.000-04:00

OK...I admit it...I look at women now and again. It's almost a hobby with me I guess. I'm not direspectful....I'm not lude and I'm certainly not a pig. I just like to admire the beauty of a woman. That's what I thought I was doing this afternoon.

It was a beautiful day today...sunny...not too warm and not too cold...just right as they say. I wasn't the only one to think so...joggers, walkers, and bicyclists dotted the landscape....no actually they were everywhere as I drove home from work. Up ahead I saw a figure....riding a bike in full gear...helmet...spandex riding outfit...extra water bottles on the waist...dressed to the nines. The person was thin...obviously biking was something this person did a lot....not too thin...just right I would say. From behind I could see the thin lines of hip, legs, waist and butt. And I have to say...the but was not too bad.

As my car slowly approached the biker from behind, that butt came into better few....covered by thin spandex...taunt...firm...again...pretty good. Passing the rider on my passenger side...I strained my head and neck to see the face that belonged to the butt......

How surprised I was when the rider turned to me....how surprised I was when the rider smiled.....the person who belonged to that butt was....and I shiver when I say this....the butt belonged to a man...graying and what looked to about 65.

I get what I deserve....to judge a person simply by the curves of their butt....that's wrong and I guess someone up there wanted to teach me that. Will I look at women a bit differently tomorrow....maybe...probably at first at least... my concious tells me I should. If nothing else I certainly will make sure the object of my interest is a woman....oh...and I think I will stay clear of bicyclists for awhile...just in case.

Here I Go Again

2008-07-09T23:02:00.000-04:00

Well....it's not like I've never done this before. In fact, all told, I've done this dozens of times...started a new blog. Before coming here, I looked at a couple of my old blogs and the best i can estimate I haven't blogged a word since December, 2006. So why now? Why come back to the blogging world on a Wednesday night in July? Who really knows. Maybe it's boredom.... Maybe I'm not in the mood to watch what's on TV...Or maybe I am in need to say some things...important things that I want someone to listen to. I want to be heard.

So what is it that I have to say? So much.....and to me I think it is important to say and for people to hear. I have people in my life....why you ask don't I just talk to them? They don't listen...they seldom listen. I wish I knew why...all I know is that I speak and my words, advice, helpful hints and little puns fall on deaf ears most of the time. How fair is that?

I wasn't sure if this place was the best place to be heard. I looked at my old sites...and amazingly some of my old blogging buddies were still there...talking about work...relationships...the last episode of South Park...and what they had for dinner. Some things never change...they want to be heard too. Don't we all want to be heard?

I am hoping somone will listen...someone will hear me...listen to me....try to understand me. I'm not asking for so much. Then I think...maybe it's me...maybe, despite how hard I try to be heard...people find it hard to listen to what I have to say. I remember talking to my parents as a kid....like every adolescent I had issues...we all had issues....my parents certainly had issues...but they never listened...my issues fell on deaf ears. Probably why many of my issues then are with me today...but that's a discussion for another day.

So here I go again....another blog among millions of blogs. My way of listening to myself I guess...therapuetic if nothing else. There will be days I have little to say....some days I will want us all to share a little laugh....some days we all need to cry.....other days we all need to be pissed off. Might as well be pissed together don't you think.

So hear me world....listen now and again.....I may just have something interesting...important...trivial....or funny to say.