Happy 5th Anniversary Angel!

Ladies and gentlemen, you will not find any cynicism on this posting. I apologize if this disappoints anyone but this is one category of my life that has never and will never be open to doubts or pessimism.

I love being married to my wife, period.

I am not without my share of issues and backstory (ask my sister - no, wait, don't, that could get ugly) but in this I am truly happy. I'm just blessed to be in love with her! I could not have asked for more: when I need her most, she is there; when she needs me most, I am at my best; she always can make me laugh, take away my pain, calm my fears, or provide stimulating conversation on topics spiritual, moral or social; we can be lazy together, or go on an adventure kyaking or hiking; we can be creative together; we can teach each other; it's our dream to work together professionally or writing fiction novels; when she hurts my world crumbles; when she smiles, the universe lights up; and so on, and so on.

I don't come from a family of successful relationships. So, the fact that mine has lasted through 7 years, 14,000 miles of separation for a year, relocation, financial issues, college, the Army, and a kalidescope of other challenges makes it that much more amazing.

My parents are amazing people who turned out to not be right for each other. That was hard for me and probably harder for them, but I thank them for helping shape me into the kind of person who is fully compatible with my wife, who deserves a woman like her.

And to you my Angel, thank you for loving me like you do. Every morning when I put your ring on and ask you to marry me, I know it comes off as a joke and that's okay, but truly it is from the bottom of my heart and backed by my entire soul. All the things in my life that ever made me unhappy when I experienced them I would not change, because it all led me to you and that's what makes me smile when I wake up next to you.

Tomorrow we're going to Monterey for the weekend and I cannot wait! Yes, there will be pictures!! Goodnight.

It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.

Has anyone else noticed that the end of the next presidential term coincides with the end of the Mayan calendar?

The anthropologists in the audience may shit themselves now.

For those of you (do I have a following yet? am I an Internet star yet?) who are not familiar with Mezzo-American ancient historical cultures, the Mayan calendar ends in 2012. There are several theories (ranging from the end of the world to the calendar just starts over to they believed there just wouldn't be a need for one) but I prefer my own, slightly simmered on the humor of one of my best friends who is an anthropologist, and seasoned with a hint of garlic and cynicism:

• As is typical of youth-parent occupational progression, the son of the calendar engraver decided that he wanted more excitement out of life than blistered hands and culture-guiding math skills. He wanted to be captain of his village's football team - the odds of surviving are 50/50, but the chicks dig it!
  
• Their math was off - the calendar should have crashed in 2000 but Microsoft saved us all.
  
• The engraver got bored and started a union. The subsiquent strike was never resolved and the calendar slab manufacturer had to file a Chapter 11.
  
• The 4th dimension behaves like a yo-yo and in 2012 time starts going backwards.
  
• And my personal favorite: For all of their warlike behaviour, the Mayans actually had a gigantic sense of humor and stopped their calendar on a random year just to fuck with people for centuries to come.

There you are, my analysis of the great lost civilization.

Stay tuned for my thoughts on Atlantis, where the pyramids really came from, and the long-lost concept of personal and moral responsibility!

I have been detained...

...by the narcissistic Internet fad of deluding myself into believing that my thoughts are of some great importance that others would wish to share in them, lest their lives be just that much less fulfilling.

How ironic that I can identify this fact yet still willingly sit here and type away...

As this is my first blog I don't know what I will be blogging about, be prepared for some undertones of insanity. Of course, some of the greatest realizations came from free thought, hence the title of this log. So, you might get lucky and witness some cursory brilliance in this text that hints at a great thought from an average mind that could change the world if only it weren't confined to a few lines of text within a sea of electronic babbling. Or you may waste a lot of time reading my hipnotic ramblings. Sigh...

Well, if you are here voluntarily, I pity you and hope you have both patience and a sense of humor. If you are here because you know me and want to know what I'm thinking I must ask: are you INSANE?!?! Oh, well! For either circumstance, thank you for your interest and I hope I cause some spark of thought where you didn't realize there was dry timber waiting to burst into flame. :)