Legacy.

I was trying to find a way to commemorate this day, as it is in honor of   Martin Luther King Jr's birth. 

I didn't want to use the same cliché 'I have a dream' post.

Frankly, his vision of tolerance and peace is well ingrained in our society,and i consider myself a descendant of his visions.  He lived to serve and his words echo even 50+ years later. A true human in every sense of the word. 

Anyway, here is an image for you.  It is a little graphic, but also shows the length to which humans will go to, to protect the sanctity of life:

But wait! There's more.  Here is an explanation of the origin of said photo: http://www.snopes.com/photos/medical/klaner.asp

BUT, this is an extremely powerful image. One that resonates to this day.  The folks were judged by their character, and not by the color of their skin. 

Dammit!

Liberated.

I just liberated my self from a rather bad situation, and i'm all the better for it.

No more moderating on that stupid subreddit with the creator- who has been in absentia- and left me to run things  BY MYSELF for almost a year now.

No more double standards from my so called peers.

No more trying to open conversations with others, to help me understand my generation more, and to find like minded people. 

Redditors are a very fickle bunch, what's worse is a Redditor who was born between 1965-1980 and parades around the term 'GenX' like it's some uppity badge that makes us any better (i was born in 1973) than those who came before or after us. 

I am so glad to dump this silly ideology because i was born at a certain part of a timeline. 

Blah blah, the boomers are taking everything. And boo hoo, the millennials (here's some irony- we raised them!) are a bunch of participation trophy winning entitled brats. 

The blinders are off and the fool's parade can continue without me.

I feel oddly liberated and learned the most from quitting moderation of this sub, in the past five minutes, than i had in the almost two years of research, editing, overseeing and generally dodging bullets from those who choose to remain mediocre and 'too cool for the new school.'

So, screw /r/GenX.

I did my time.  Now the shackles are off and i can go back to being me and not me as a GenXer. 

Oh, we're so great because the last cool stuff happened when we were young. 

Keep that mentality up and stay stuck in the past. 

Sayonara. 

Tomb (of the flu.)

The fog kept on rolling in as the unseasonably warm weather make quick work of the previous snowfall. I watched out of my window, finding the grey outside comforting, as i gulped down my third cup of dark, black coffee.

My next move would be to make food for next week and to watch another kid friendly movie.

I have to remember that i cannot over salty meals, as my sense of taste is virtually nil. 

This is my third day imprisoned by this nasty flu/cold/pink eye that had cut a swathe through the 10 Clark since before the new year.

This affliction snuck under our door and has crept through our hall like a forgotten specter.

And it's icy chill has my immune system in it's grips.

Maybe i was looking out of the window to see the friends that were coming in from Ontario and Fall River?  Would they put their health at risk to see myself and the family?  

No, they have been warned and one said he'd rather have AIDS than pink eye. 

So let the rain wash away the rest of this runny nose and introverted lethargy.  At least i still have my family and a warm home to which my sickness may dwell.

And i've had too much coffee.

For you, dad.

Painting for Nani.

 At Th Smith Botanical Greenhouse.

 Dealing with dad's weirdness.

 Opening gifts on Christmas.

 New Year's Eve with Jasper.

 First nap in new bed.  No more crib!

 At the children's museum.

 With mom at the children's museum.

 Superhero astronaut.

 With santa, 2013.

 Commander Elsie Maureen Fowler.