Where do you go for comfort?

Ever have those times when you are feeling sad but don’t really know why? It could be something you or someone else said or did, perhaps something you saw or read. It doesn’t really matter, because you feel the same. The worst feeling in the world is to feel that way but alone. No one to hold, tell you they love you, and that you can get through this.

It is nirvana to think that someone is out there watching over us; wanting to ease our pain, help us through. Recently saw Ghost Town. This wasn’t the first time that I’d seen it. I still laughed at the funny bits but ‘felt’ more. I must be having a thing for the afterlife right now. I find it endearing that the dead want/need to heal those left behind before they can move on.

Maybe it’s because I’m a father now, but the parts with children especially get me. My kids are the best. I haven’t seen them for two weeks now but cannot imagine never being able to hold them or comfort them again. I guess that is the real message; try to live so that if you were to go tomorrow there would be no regrets. No unfinished business. The song playing by Mason Jennings is on the soundtrack; and I liked it.

Memories Betray

Parents misguided
Now the children all divided
Fabrication of reality was all that I knew
The sky was blue, sun was hot, Love was real
All lies

The walls came down, the roof fell in
My little heart died, time to be a man
Gone the sun, the fun, blue skies, and Love
My world on fire, me with no hose

The burns were bad, deep, and severe
Scars concealed by clothing and time
Never to heal or fade away
Hidden from the world, who shares no one’s pain
Only one who is close could know the truth

As I try to move on with Love of my own
The marks hold me back and get in the way
Hurting those who I care for
Those I swore to protect

Wish I could find a magical balm
To rid me of wounds that I carry inside
Broken promises, shattered dreams, meaningless Love

A teenage misnomer, but funny just the same

So, for all my sexually active readers I finally have a post! I told you that it was coming (no pun intended). We've all heard (maybe some even experienced) about the guys who use the line that they are 'going to explode' if they don't Get It On. Personally, I know how they feel but don't know where the 'blue ball' terminology came from, or how it even translates. Well, I now have the answer! I would like to take credit for this discovery, but it was not me. Dr. Jeffrey Kaufman (they're all doctors, didn't you know?), President of the American Association of Clinical Urologists had something to say about this. Take a read.

'Infamously, a man can experience dull pain in the pelvis when a sexual act is cut short prior to climax. The condition known medically as pelvic venous engorgement: “As the male body prepares for orgasm, one of the physiologic parameters is the increase of blood flow in the pelvis. When you’re stimulated to the point that you should be reaching orgasm—and, for whatever reason, you’re prevented from reaching it—there is pelvic engorgement of the blood vessels in the pelvis.”
That fullness in the veins leads to the ache. Contrary to what one may have guessed based on a schoolyard education, the pain doesn’t result from backed-up seminal fluid in the testicles (in fact, the testes are responsible for only about 1 percent of the ejaculate’s makeup). So why would testes in such a state be referred to as “blue” in the vernacular? Maybe they’re just sad.'

For all the dudes out there, Don't Be Sad.