It’s 5:10 PM, July 24th, 2008!!!! TSheets TIME!!!

Back a few entries ago I mentioned my photoshoot for the time tracking contest mentioned at Fuelmyblog…well, not mentioned, released cause it’s THEIR baby…between them and Tsheets.

Did I cover everything there?

Originally I’d had another person do the photography, but ended up the person had a software glitch. That being said, I DID manage to get a few shots off with my PDA.

As I mentioned in the prior post, I was stalking women. Women getting undressed. Not your ordinary women either. Members of the ROAR, the cheerleaders for Jacksonville Jaguars football team!

When I stalk, I stalk major. Be afraid.

This occurred at exactly the time I demanded the ladies reflect with their hands. One showing the hour, and the other with the minutes. The short one on their left, your right, is my daughter Nancy.

What was going on at the time was an orientation for Honor Rows, a program run by the Jaguar Foundation, the football team’s non profit agency. Honor Rows engages young children directly through mentoring programs. After successfully attaining certain goals in education and personal fitness, the children are rewarded with admission to an upcoming game at the Jaguar’s home stadium here in Jacksonville.

During the game they are recognized by the entire stadium, greeted by the team owner, provided a lunch, visited by the team’s mascot, and led in cheering by some of the ROAR cheerleaders themselves. I’ve had the chance of chaperoning two of the last years, and am really pleased with both the participation and the outcome of all the participants: children, mentors, and parents alike.

At the moment of this picture both the parents and children signed off on forms to agree to attain their goals. Off site goals for our children included ongoing participation with their local church in homeless outreach every other Saturday afternoon.

For me…that’s what kind of stuff I do at 5:10. Mundane fatherhood stuff, but looking at the scenery…ya gotta admit it’s pretty cool.

Thanks for reading this and the chance to enter, Kevin and TSheets! It’s 5:10 as I write this at the moment…what are YOU doing?

Online life sometimes isn’t

The internet. Billions of pinpints of glimmering lights.

Millions of them little pricks.

Most readers here have been involved with the internet to be able to say they’ve cut their teeth long ago. Others, not. This is for the latter.

Escaping reality through virtuality is seductive. It’s sweet, it’s what you want it to be in your mind…because no matter what you may be in search of you’ll always be just one click away from happiness. A few emoticons, and you’ve got what you want.

Until it hurts. Until you place yourself in a position of your own choosing, possibly with hurt feelings, possibly battered, or possibly dead. It’s afterall…just a game…isn’t it?

Before turning on the monitor a person should always keep in mind what they see isn’t necessarily what they’d see or feel in the real world. If you’re new or interested in tips about online safety, check out this Netsmartz Workshop…and always remember…you may be wearing clothes at the computer…

but am I when you’re IMing me?

WW: Gone Fishing

We Are Fuelmyblog

Paul posted today an email interview we did a bit over a week ago.  I’ve been involved with Fuelmyblog since it was really UGLY looking.

If we as a community have come this far in a bit over a year, where will we all be when Web3.x rolls out?

You can also check out Paul’s personal blog by clicking on his online business card to the left.  Note the lowered neckline and need to provide visual skinnage…he’s Scotch.

If he’s got good taste, does he taste like Scotch?

One Slip, or ‘Why I should have worn a condom that night’!

A restless eye across a weary room
A glazed look and I was on the road to ruin
The music played and played as we whirled without end
No hint, no word her honour to defend Read more…

Name That Sex!

Look real hard between the legs, and you’ll be able to.

Hurry, time’s running out!

Great things I did this week, everday!

Sunday:

  • Watched Escape From New York. More original than the sequel on the West Coast years later.

Monday:

  • Attended a support meeting that I both learned and shared from, with follow-up questions to answer for peers help next week.

Tuesday:

  • Enjoyed being in the moment at work.
  • Attended an orientation for Honor Rows, a Jaguars Foundation youth program.
  • Connected with an old friend, the guy who taught me the most about Macs, and sold me his Blackbird laptop.

Not only do I cry with just one eye, I can make my tears glow too!

Yesterday: the second time hurt in one week at work. The doctor examining me just placed eye drops with dye and is using a black light to see if there’s any damage or particle in it. A lot of pain at the moment through a grin.  I’d felt something irritating, did the eye wash/irrigation thing a total of four times on my own before work took me in.

Unable to drive or even walk without being dizzy due to it being my dominant eye and the contact out of it.  The more I looked and walked, the more it watered over and it became almost impossible to keep both open.

“Hey…Doc…would you mind holding my camera in one hand and the black light in another and take a pic for my blog…it’d go with the shots of my brain in an MRI.”

Luckily all came out clear, except some built up mucous, which he said occurrs.  Major pain for hours until I was able to get home and under the covers.  When I woke up, no more pain!

I checked in this afternoon for a followup. A little dryness due to the natural tears having been flushed out, but every thing turned out well…other than having to drink water for hours because I wouldn’t urinate on demand for the obligatory drug test.

I also left my keys in the lock box they have you empty your pockets out, to make sure you don’t have anything that could contaminate the tests.  I really need to get used to where I leave those things around, since it’s been so long never having to keep up with a set.

Something I’m working on at the moment

David’s a great friend, and a big part of my recovery.  At the moment we’re working on his website for his newly created non profit agency of Peer Support Specialists.  Watch this recent news story featuring him to learn more about what we’re talking about.

Currently I’m in the process of showing ‘Mr. Man’ the joy and freedom of open source software, rather than him spending bucks needlessly on things that don’t work…like Microsoft front page…and some stuff in a box that made his computer become mentally ill.

 
icon for podpress  Recovery Peer Specialist Program taught by David Hale: Play Now | Play in Popup

 
This is just a rough cut, but you get the idea where we’re going. Hard strung, achievers, all from the streets, all mentally ill, and all leading the pack in what really helps the mentally ill…by example.

We threw the PC into the Intercoastal Waterway and did this on my laptop. Just proves that some things can’t be helped no matter how much mental health you provide them.
 

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