Feel It

Its hard for me to express myself cause I can't protect myself when I'm exposed.

-He sees everything and feels it all too.

A Love that Doesn't Budge

I wrote this poem about a favorite Clapton tune of mine called "Old Love". In the future I might share some more of my writing but for now....

The Plug

Assumptions by definition lie unclear,

they tend to grab a hole, even steer

Sometimes senseless is what's right

Hope is real with the goal in sight

Needing a break lifting this load

A locked safe with only one code

Happily ever after, fact or fiction

the inter-turmoil that never loses friction

Like chipped paint on a wall

A skin knee when you fall

Its grips just too tight

Impossible to ignore, harder to fight

A hole in the dike that needs repair

like a crack in the windshield the size of a hair

Slowly but surely it begins to share

the stress and tension of its despair

In the Zone pt.2

Well I am happy to report that today I was back in the zone. It was awesome. I got to work with Fred, Jaricus, Marquel, Sir, and a new one Kobe. We had a great time. Coach Eric was really glad I showed up today because I pretty much took over and he chilled. He ate a huge lunch and wasn't feeling great. We went to my church and played basketball. Their eyes lit up when I showed up. They were pumped that I was back in the zone. Sir remembered our team handshake from our bowling team and he was excited to perform it once again. 

At first, we just shot around then we split up teams and played 3 on 3. I know sounds unfair. I picked up the 4th graders, Jaricus and Sir, and we played against the 5th graders. Kobe was pretty good. He was a skilled dribbler and good passer too. My teammates kept fighting with each other the whole game. Before we even started we had to sit one of them in time out and later the other. We had a good time. I didn't shoot much just passed and rebounded. I think it might have been the first game I have ever played where was the tallest on the floor and got all the rebounds. 

The 5th graders were better but we made a good game out of it. We ended up stopping at 16 a piece because of the fighting and arguing. I was very disappointed in the young-ins but what could I do. We then played an old shooting game called knock out. I only played three games. Fred won the first, I won the second, and coach Eric won the last one. I got to know Kobe a lot better because we sat out in the lobby and talked the rest of the time. It was really fun and they enjoyed it too. The kids are all great but I have to think of an exercise that makes them stop arguing, insulting and boasting the whole time. I know what comes around, goes around. Its true. Before we left, I got some pictures of me and the crew. They really enjoyed it, showing off there money wad and jewelry. It was hilarious to say the least.

 From left to right: Jaricus, Kobe, Me, Marquel, Fred, and Sir.