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Lost in Translation
Written on February 4th, 2010
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Tags: Anticipation, Beach, Brother, Chores, College, Death, Family, Friendship, Golf Cart, Human, Loss, Work, Worries, daughter, depression
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Bullet points.
This could be short or could be long. I don’t know.
1) Racism. I‘ve seen some discussion on the subject in KCL. All it takes is one human being who is different than another and BOOM you have potential for conflict. Education is the only way to solve racism.
2) Straight A’s continue for Jovana, our exchange student. The kid should be an engineer. Unfortunately, they have no use for Engineers in her country. Engineers, Physicians and Lawyers are not well paid in Montenegro.
3) Kelly has been pounded with snow these last couple of weeks. Friday and Saturday they are getting 15-26 inches of snow after having snow all week up in DC. Folks, we are from the beach where the snow never goes…It has officially freaked her out.
4) Me? Oh I have completely lost my mind. I had two rentals come vacant at the end of January. One is rented already (Wonderful turn around and picked up 45 more bucks a month in rents.) The other? I should have it ready to show in the next two weeks. Those folks were not the cleanest humans on the planet. I will pick up an extra 45.00 bucks in rent there as well. Lots of work. Many long nights!!!
5) Nurse Ratchet? Um, her mentor and old physician co-worker passed away suddenly about 2 weeks ago. He died of a massive heart attack. They worked together the day before he passed. She has cried everyday since. Not pretty. Actually, I have never seen her depressed. She is CRUSHED.
6) My brother is working with one of the producers of Lady GaGa on some music tracks. They both went to Berklee together. Frankly, this is his big break. The downside? My brother is a monster in the studio. In fact, he has his own studio in his house. Killer. We are having a divorce party for him on the 8th!!! It is official.
7) My little sister? I love her. She is just back from a business trip to Atlantic City. She was excited. Me? You can keep Atlantic City. She has already fallen off the wagon on her running and diet.
Hopefully, I can fix my golf cart tonight or tomorrow. I snapped a strut off jumping some dunes awhile back. Were we out of control? Yes. Was it fun? That cart should be outlawed.
9) Superbowl? I see the Saints winning it unless Peyton Manning gets red hot.
10) I miss you all very much. I still read you but have not logged on to comment or write. I think that status will be consistent for awhile.
Peace be with you,
Bobby
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Obvious
Written on September 16th, 2009
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Tags: Anxiety, Brother, Dreams, Family, Friendship, Growing old, Love, Stress, Worries, band, depression, doubts, guitar, melancholy, success
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Crazy stuff that goes through my mind…
I have to bite my tongue when someone doubts my playing ability on the guitar before I start. The doubts fade right around 10 seconds into my playing.
The macho code. Truth be told I am always quite spooked by sharks in the water when we surf. Big turtles and dolphins have startled the hell out of me too.
I still don’t understand hair transplant surgery on a dude. Vanity in men just makes me wonder.
I still feel like my Z is brand new after almost 7 years. I can’t describe my connection to that car. I have a similar connection to my Toyota FJ Cruiser.
My brother isn’t going to work out in our band. He has the talent but doesn’t have the drive.
I don’t miss drinking.
My friends and family are all worried about me. Some quietly, some openly. Perhaps I have retreated into my own little world.
I have dreams about buying a sailboat and traveling to the Carribean. I am actively looking for a big sailboat that will handle it.
I need to get pro access. I better find a box to send this hot sauce to Matt with my money while I’m at it…
I have to go to Williamsburg tonight. My “coach” has an office there. I’m so damn paranoid that my peers would know so I travel pretty far to keep it under wraps. It has never been a secret in this space.
I have depression issues when my beloved summer turns to fall.
Here is a paradox. I am very social and friendly. Underneath all of it I am a loner and would be comfortable alone for weeks at a time. That will never happen.
I haven’t slept well in months.
I am human. I’m not perfect. I have doubts and worries.
I think I’ll take a walk and clear my head.
Peace,
Bobby
Doing the solo acoustic mini set between sets…..

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Friday Follies
Written on July 31st, 2009
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Tags: Beach, Brother, Change, Chores, Dreams, Exercise, Friendship, Fun, Golf Cart, Swimming, fulfillment, surfing
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I worked in the lawn and flower beds for two hours after work last night. I don’t mind the high heat and humidity. It comes with the territory. Tonight I’m going over to one of my properties and clearing some overgrowth with a machete after my workout. Believe it or not this is a lot of fun.
You can bank on me jumping in the water afterwards.
Saturday and Sunday? Oh you and I both know I will get my chores done early because we are going to the beach. My Sister is in Frisco this weekend (A village on Hatteras Island) and she will let me know if the surf is up early that morning. If it is, I see myself going down there and spending the night.
Of course if the bay is flat and glassy then I’ll stay home and ride the jetski. I feel like taking a long trip on that thing for some odd reason. Crazy golf cart rides will rule the evening I am sure if I stay home.
Sunday we have some friends coming over to grill some elk meat once we leave the beach. I have never had it and I am looking forward to trying it.
Now that my brother is seperated/divorcing his very cruel wife, we see more and more of him. I think he is coming over with my niece tonight. I do my very best to never say anything negative.
For the sake of honesty she is consumed with anger (just in general) and it has made her a very ugly human being both inside and out. She has let it run unchecked in her life and makes sport of turning it on herself and others. Her anger is an awful curse.
I view my anger as a gift. It motivates me to be a better person. You can harness its energy to do so many positive things. Don’t dwell on it. Recognizing it is 100% of the battle.
See you on the beach. (Hopefully in a good mood).
Oh and for those of you who don’t swim; get on over to the pool and take some lessons already!!!
Sheesh….
Peace,
Bobby
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Hatteras Bound
Written on July 10th, 2009
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Its the people in my life…..
I Love the embrace of my wife of course. To me she is beautiful.
My daughter. She is my buddy. She also is like me in many ways yet she is a girly girl. Smart, funny and very versatile.
I could write about my family forever. I love them all so much. Could you guess that Love has been the central theme of my journal over the last 5 or so years?
My little brother has escaped alien control and is back in our lives. This is a precious gift. The Berklee boy has the interview of his life today! Big changes in the last month for him. All wonderful and coming quickly.
I’m leaving for Cape Hatteras, NC in an hour or so. I see the surf is going to be up all weekend and I can’t resist. I get to be on the beach with my wife, sister, daughter and brother-in-law while we surf and go four wheelin’.
Life is way too short to engage in activities or hang around people you don’t like. We simply don’t have time for that stuff.
Yes, of course I worry and realize life isn’t perfect. What little I do know has me clinging to my advocates and activities I enjoy.
I also know I am loved in abundance and can never be a failure by virtue of this fact.
See you on the beach.
Peace,
Bobby
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Brother (el Cabron)
Written on April 21st, 2009
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 What an emotional idiot.
The first wife he caught three times cheating on him BEFORE they got married. She eventually ran off with his buddy from college and married him. Go figure?! We sat in my living room and begged him to reconsider his decision.
Fast forward. James literally meets his next wife while he is pumping gas into his car at a filling station. She has a son who is my daughter’s age. Her first ex husband is a guest of the Federal Government. Nice. Eventually she moves in with my brother and gets pregnant. Of course she is on birth control and of course it doesn’t work in her case. (You have to take it to make it work). This is how she snared her last husband.
I want to add that his wife is so ugly that she can best be described as a “Two bagger”. She is perhaps the second ugliest bride I have ever seen live and up close. Scary. She is twice as ugly on the inside just to add a nice cherry on top!!! Her ugliness radiates from within.
Fast Forward. I now have a Niece. I love her very much and bite my tongue about her parents.
Fast Forward. They just signed official separation papers yesterday. Is there a twist? Oh yes. She isn’t out of the house yet. She is still renovating her newly inherited home from her late father. Another two weeks…I’ll believe it when I see it.
Why would she move if the room and board is free? Ahhh, because she has a new boyfriend and has to get on with her life. Of course she has had several affairs in the middle of their marriage. I have seen the emails and correspondence to back it up.
Fast Forward. My brother James will have joint custody of his daughter. He is a good father in terms of spending time with his kid. He is not a great role model however.
Let us peek into the future shall we? Now that my brother has a daughter, what kind of woman do you think my brother will find?
I’ll bet you he finds a lady who will NOT embrace his daughter and she will attempt to conquer and divide the very one relationship that could last forever. She will isolate James from his family and friends.
Will she be a cheater? Oh yes.
Why?
While my brother is the most educated and talented of three siblings, he is also the biggest all time loser.
This is his destiny.
To make a change you have to do something different.
He is destined to make the same mistake over and over and over again.
This is the true definition of insanity.
My brother. Do I love him? Yes
This will be painful to watch.
Peace be with you,
Bobby
My little Niece playing the drums this Christmas. She goes crazy every time she sees Uncle Bobby!!!!
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