Sunday, January 14, 2007

Still Alive in 2007

Hey folks,

we are in a mist of an ice storm warning in Tx. Its 2007, things are still looking good. I don't have much to say other than the kids keep running around doing odds and ins, crafts,watching TV,sleeping.
They have been indoors for two days now.

Unfortunately we do not see any ice accumulations on the streets. from the news reports we should be under an inch or more by now.

Holidays were great, my new saying is All the presents were opened and all the champagne was drunk.

i hope from time to time add to this blog.

Sunday, June 12, 2005


Happy Daddy and Baby Brian Posted by Hello

Saturday, January 22, 2005


Hello, I live on your planet.  Posted by Hello

I'm Gump ____ Selma's backyard.

I had this dream last Saturday. I woke about 7 am. I have been very busy at home, school and work.

I do not know who these people are in the dream. It was like a movie or something.

As I was writing it I had to name the people. NO one in my dream had names.



This dream took place like in 1930-40s

The dream started out like if I was flying over this park, the park is about the size of a block. There is a basketball court with only one hoop, there are houses on each side of the park. I flew over the park and noticed a house on the left with a shady backyard. I could hear salsa music from the house. Across the street from the house is a big building like three stories high made of brick. The building is an apartment. I went into the third level window and was watching an old black man. He was sitting on a rocker facing me. I saw some kids running around him and then back into a hall way. The old man was being told that his daughter had incredible strength for a girl. She ran faster than any boy at school. His daughter did not try to win, she was just bigger,faster and stronger than all the kids.

I do not know who was talking to this old man, I know it was not me. After the voice stopped. The old man did not say anything, he just got up and started walking towards the hallway in the direction of the kids. I heard some loud pops, three of them. POP!, POP! POP!

I realized what he had just done, he shot his daughter and his son.

I quickly started to leave the apartment, I ran into the main hallway and headed down the stairs. running as fast as I could down the stairs. I was feeling like he was going to catch up with me even thought I was way ahead of him. I was scared so I jump and flew down the middle opening of the stairway. I flew down 3 flights or so. I reach the lobby and landed on my feet. Once I looked at the stairway, the old man was waiting for me.

Next thing I know I am flying across the street towards the park and into the backyard of the house across the street. It was very shady, in the backyard. There a was a black lady and a Spanish lady sitting at a round table under a tree. There was salsa music being played, and the two ladies sat drinking some tea. The black lady is named Bertha and the Spanish lady is Selma. Sitting in Selma's backyard was a get away for Bertha. There she could relax and enjoy some time to herself. Selma was a good friend. They always spent time together, Bertha liked Selma because Selma was on her own and making it. Selma's husband had died in the war and left her with a daughter and a house. Selma managed to make some money by teaching dance (Salsa) from her home, this income and what she received from the government allowed Selma to support her daughter and herself. Bertha, did not like living in the apartment building across the street but she had to for now. When her husband (Fred) convinced her to move to Chicago, they were supposed to live in the apartments for a short time. They had plans to move once her husband got a good job. He never did, he would find work but never anything promising. As time went by Fred started spending more time at the bars than at home. He was now an alcoholic.

Out of the back door a young girl came out half way and spoke to her mother in Spanish. The little girl said the senoras daughter has been shot across the street. Selma told Bertha it was time to go inside.

Bertha followed Selma inside the house, as they walked through the kitchen towards the front of the house. Selma stopped to give Bertha a picture frame. The frame was made out of silver wire metal, on each corner of the frame there was one blue sapphire jewel. In the center was a picture of Bertha and her daughter, their faces pressed together smiling.

As they kept walking, they passed through the large room where Selma would teach her dance class. This day there was a wedding reception taking place. Selma would often rent the front room to the local people who wanted a big room for a reception or birthday party. As the two made it thru to the front door, Bertha could see several police cars in the front of the apartment building, she walked out and covered her mouth as she started to cry. Selma put her arm around her friend and walked her home.


that is all that I remember.

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Driving on memory lane

Today, I was driving to the office listening to the radio. The radio was on 70's music. The song was by Credence Clearwater Revival, " Have you ever seen the rain" Man, I was jamming, I had the radio loud, and I was singing. I was on 635 , I was wearing my new tie,new shirt and new slacks. The next song came on and it was "Dancing Days" by Led Zepplin. It was cooool, This song reminded me of being in college, driving to school. On Monday morning I would drive from Farmers Branch to Cedar Hill. This took about 45 minutes to 1 hr in rush hour traffic. The last song that came on before I got to the office was "More than a feeling" by Boston. This song reminded me of Highschool. The baseball team would always listen to Boston on the bus going to games or when ever we hung out. As I was pulling into the parking lot, I was feeling really good, really lucky. I had a smile on my face. I was fortunate to have had music in my life. Music reminds me of good time in my past. I smiled because I remembered I used break in to my older brothers room when he was working or out on the town. I would plug the headphones in and turn up the music. Sometimes I would fall asleep with the headphones and the record player going.


Dangerous Crossing

This is a dream.

I was on Industrial Blvd. Walking, trying to find a way across towards west Dallas, Oakcliff area. I remember walking towards the Sylvan bridge and it was closed because of high water. It was getting dark. I started walking toward the next bridge which I think is Hampton. I kept walking with a sense of urgency. I needed to find a way across. I remember walking under a bridge and there I saw two older ladies and a man. They were dressed casual, I think the man had a hat like Gilligan and sweater. The ladies were wearing pants. They looked like tourist. Anyways I told them I was going to the next crossing if they wanted to follow me. When we arrived at the bridge, it had been taken out. The only way to get across was by walking on a bridge made of ropes and logs. We have seen this type of bridge in a movies where the bridge connects the two cliffs and its very dangerous. That is the bridge we were going to have to walk on. We could not see the other end of the bridge because it curved around a cliff. I was not scared or feeling any panic, I felt we would be find.


I woke up.

Thursday, January 06, 2005

2morrow is 2morrow + a dream

The new year is starting out slow, but at a good pace. Today was a most awesome day. We found out we are having a BOY! To give you my reaction, it hasn't sunk in yet. I mean I am excited and have much joy, but I think with this one I am going to be a lot happier once I have our gift from God in our hands. I am happy, I'm just somehow not acting like I did when Mary Ann was pregnant with Caroline. I wonder if this is a reaction parents get when they are on their second child. I can not imagine how my mother felt on her 6th child and she went on to deliver four more.

Well little fella we will be waiting for you. May God bless you.

I took a brief nap today and I had a dream. I guess I will post my dreams up when I can remember them. I have always wanted to document my dreams, I just never have. I even had some knowledge on how to remember dreams. Here is what I know.

1) keep a diary or notebook next to your bed so you can write them down when you first wake up.
2) Most of your dreams will be peaking around 4:30-5:30 am.
3) When you first wake up lay still and the dream may come back to you.
4)Some dreams are remembered during your morning shower.

I googled "remembering dreams" and this is the first link.http://www.dreammoods.com/dreaminformation/recallingdreams.htm


So here is my dream for today.

I was in a house and I walked out to a side porch. There Caroline was looking up at a tree which was right by the porch. As I am writing this I believe I was at my grandmothers house in Dilley,TX. She had some chairs out front under a tree and against the house. She did not have a porch, but I know now this is where the dream took place.

Caroline was looking up at the birds in the tree. I walked over there to her and looked up, I think she asked me what are the birds doing I said they are eating. I could see the birds had something in their beaks. A bird came and landed on a branch with the other birds with something large in its beak. I thought" look that bird caught a snake". The snake appeared to big for the small bird to hold. I was amazed because I could not believe such a small bird (sparrow) could carry a large snake. I looked again and focused closely on the snake,as the bird hopped from branch to branch. I realized that was no snake, it was a catfish.


Caroline turned around and wanted to go inside the house so we went into the living-room /bedroom. My grandmother's bedroom was also a living room, her bed was off to a corner. Caroline walked in and ran thru the living room and out the side door of the house. As she went out my brother Victor and Tony walked in. They looked concerned, Victor put down something on the chair next to the bed and Tony stood at the door way to the living room. Victor said the police just took Greg. I said what ? really? Victor said yes, the police were taking somebody else in and Greg went up to the police and started asking questions. Greg wanted to know why the police were taking the guy in, what had the guy done. The police asked Greg for his name and took him because he was on probation. I was like man, thats sad. I was disappointed because Greg was now in jail , because he could not keep himself from the situation.

I woke up.

Next part is real.
My cousin Greg was shot in a drive by when he was mistaken as a gang member. The guys that shot him thought he was a gang member who had made threats to them earlier that day.

Sunday, January 02, 2005

A dream- Restaurant

I was at a dinner in a restaurant. We were having dinner was in a banquet room. The banquet room was all wood, dark wood panels with columns. Molding in the ceiling and walls.

The tables were set in a T shape formation with two tables at the top. T

Everyone was wearing black and white. Men and boys had on black jackets and pants with white button down shirts. Ladies wore black dresses some with hats. The style was like the 40's-50s.

I was sitting on the mid table of the one going north and south. I do not know who these people are in real life I did not recognize any of them. It was almost a scene out of Sopranos. The man at the head of the table was handing out cigars to the men eating at his table. I received one. He was telling everyone how he knew the man that supplied the cigars, but he really did not know him.

All his peers had a relationship with the Cigar supplier except for him. He only did business with the cigar supplier. He wanted to take the relationship further.

I said he could run a report on the cigar supplier. Gather info on what he does where he goes compile it and then he could have an overall picture of this guy before he decided to take the business relationship further.

Next scene I was escorting my guest to the ladies room. I walked to the doors which lead out of the banquet room.

I turned around and saw a man sitting at the end of the other table. I said to him smiling something like " this is life having a wonderful wife and raising your children" He said oh this is not my wife, I am single I do not have any children. I said "OH ! then I'm with you, still trying to achieve that goal" At that point a lady pulled my left elbow and drew me to the counter and asked if I thought a report could be compiled for a school principle. I told her yes and then I kept thinking, I was thinking about it real hard. How could I do a report for a principle, I could not come to answer on how to get this done.

I woke up.

Friday, December 31, 2004

Should we be flying by now

I remember a conversation I had once with some co-workers coming back from lunch. It was about 9 years ago during this time of the year. We were all in a car driving into Las Colinas from Mercardo Juarez. One of the girls said she was really disappointed with life. That kinda caught us off guard, I asked what do you mean? She said look at us we are still driving around in cars. She said We should be flying instead of driving. That made everyone laugh, but it also brought up a good point. And our conversation continued on with how much movies in the 50's and such portrayed the future of humans on earth. Like should be be wearing silver body suits, or taking a pill that gives us all the nutrients our body needs. I remember thinking about how we could all wear goggles and be taken to where ever our minds wanted to go??? I know there is a car that flys. I read about it in the newspaper and it was displayed at the State Fair a couple of years ago( I never got to see it). From what I remember the car used GPS to get from one place to other. You would enter the coordinates of your destination and it would take you there. You did not have to stear it either, the car can take off or land in a drive way. Here is a link to the website of the SkyCar. http://www.moller.com/skycar/


What will we be in 20 or 30 years. What will we be able to do, Do you think we will ever be able to share thoughts without speaking?? I think that would be cool, kinda like everyone having blue tooth technology built into their brain. We would walk near someone and read their thoughts. We would be able to block thoughts of course just like we block caller Id. You know we need security. If we did ever have to wear silver suits do think Tommy Hilfiger or Ralph Lauren could design some that would look good? What if I got a hole in my suit what would happen then?

The conversation although short, still stays with me for some reason. I guess because of the question When will be able to fly. Janice hopefully we can see it in our lifetime.

Another big question I have is about time. I asked a mentor this once.
If time seems faster as I get older, how much faster is it to you than me. How much shorter are the days for you (an older person) than for me?

His answer was relative to past and future tense. He said when you are young you do not have a big reference to the past, so your mind does not reference the past. As you get older you gain a lot of history and your mind easily can compare the now to the past. the older you get the more your mind looks at the past for reference. I hope this makes sense, because I do not remember word for word what he told me. There is a book, I heard of on KERA radio that speaks about this one topic (Time). I hope to read it someday.

I just read a quote from my wife's calendar as I turned the date to today. I like, its something good to believe. So believe it when you read it.

"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be" Douglas Adams


Drink and be Merry for the New Year is coming.

May we all be blessed with all that we need and some of what we want.


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