Love Hurts

I know it's been said before by others and myself...And no matter the time, place or circumstances there's never going to be a doubt about this one fact of life: Love hurts.

Please Call Me Sexy - Men vs Women

In a recent conversation, a female friend of a friend stated that when a man (such man not being the woman's boyfriend) calls a woman "Sexy" it usually means he's on some level of interest of having sex with her.  This female friend of a friend then stated that when the opposite occurs - namely a woman calls a man (who's not her boyfriend) "Sexy" it is usually meant in a slightly different way, and that doesn't necessarily mean that she wants to have sex with that man.

Ohh boy!  This was right up my alley.

I replied to this woman that when I was a young man, if a girl called me sexy, yes it indeed made me feel confident, gave me a nice testosterone charged, chest pounding machismo for the day.  I also said that such a comment could mean that she was probably attracted to me in some form or fashion.  If I found her equally attractive - I knew that I was "in".  Now as I'm just two years away from 50yrs, if a woman starts calling me sexy, I start checking for my wallet to make sure that it's still "in" my pocket.

To be fair and flip the topic matter the other way around, I must admit that when men start calling a woman sexy, we usually do want some kind of favor - or yes - sex!  We certainly don't say it to a woman to give her a spiritual life?  Nor are we usually trying to help her through some 12 step confidence building program.  I usually call my wife "sexy" when the TV remote is out of reach, or I forgot to pick up my clothes from the cleaners, or I'm hungry and don't want to cook...

:-)

A Lost Cell Phone and This Younger Generation...

Yesterday at work, I found a cellular phone.  It was clear to me that it belong to a young woman probably in her late teens, early twenties.  Being the good guy that I am, I take the unlocked phone and proceed to send text messages to three of her contacts explaining who I was, and where my office was and how they could tell the owner how to reach me.  I sent that message to one of the parents listed and to two of the owner's friends.

Within three minutes one of her friends sent me back a text message: "So Jane  I see that your phone was found by some guy and he left information on where you reach him.  How funny is that?  Lucky you!"

Needless to say, I was stunned to receive this message.  But this female friend wasn't quite done in her cyber age faux pas.  This friend then proceeded to send back a copy of the message that I sent out to her, through the phone.

It took all that I had to keep from responding back and asking this friend if she realized that her friend was not receiving her message, but that it was indeed me, the finder of this lost phone.  All I wanted her to do was to find another way to email or word of mouth notify her friend of the location of the lost phone.  Nope.  There this friend was messaging me back as if I was the owner of the phone reading her humorous absorption of the situation.

Her parents did call and were updated.  The young woman did stop by several hours later and retrieved it.  But long after she was gone...I couldn't help but wonder what's happening to our younger generation...and their common sense...

There's No Place Like Home

Yes, the doors to the crypt are opening and I get to share some humor with you.

My college aged daughter was filling out a job application earlier today.  She read out loud one of the questions on the application: "Where was the best place that you ever received Customer Service?"

My immediate answer:  "Home!"

If I Only Had Upcoming Models And Actors...I Would Blow The Blogsphere Up!

This will be a rarity.  Two blog posts in one morning.  I have some thought provoking things, fearsome things and well as some more sultry and sexy things to present issues that we experience in life.  The experiences, the choices we make and the things we give value to or lose value of - along the way.

If I only had some models and actors at my disposal to continuously capture photographic and/or video moments in time.  As a friend said to me at dinner several nights ago, we all form pictures in our head as we read things.  Sometimes what we envision may be different from what a writer is intending.  Sometimes the photographer or film director has a different vision from that writer.  Well...due to the facts of life in this and my sister blogs...I wear all the hats.  I'm the writer, director, photographer, film director, creator and executor.  That's not including the donations friends have given me to help push things along.  I cannot thank them enough.  Every little push moves me closer to my overall goals of expression and success in doing that.

So if there is anyone out there who wants to model off body parts or show off some of their acting abilities and document it on a successful and still growing blog site (close to halfway mark of 12,000 hits) to add to their own resume...write me.  NYEastside.Info@gmail.com or Kik me at NYEastsideE.

My Creative Stream...And Anything Goes

The creative thoughts inside me have began streaming again.  It is a great feeling.  Everyone who writes, paints, draws, takes pictures or films knows what that feels like.  To be able to feel the infinity of the creative resources within you.  At some point you will always encounter the internal blocks or exterior blocks that can affect you.  They can be emotional or mental blocks.  Sometimes it's simply that you just haven't absorbed enough of your topic in order to creatively regurgitate it, or you've lost the right moment in time to express it.

Well, I've been working on some side projects for my blogging fingers, and things are starting to pour out just right.  I write to send a message, show a message or simply to imply a message.  These messages are about my own or shared experiences in life.  I'll use any tool available to do it.  Initially I was screening and editing myself.  Now, I've sort of untied my hair from a bun and am going to just let it all out.  Fictional, nonfictional, I'm going to just roll it out and let my readers decide whatever they want from it.

Just as long as it helps get the message out...anything goes.

Part 5 of my most successful fictional story to date is coming soon!

Sorry...Death In My Extended Families...

To my readers:

Sorry for my delay.  Within the last ten days I lost two friends from my childhood.  One of whom I just socialized with last summer, after the death of a different friend at that time.  We spoke at the funeral parlor and then later in front of the buildings we grew up in.  I couldn't attend the services for these two recent friends due to the demands of my job.  But, I was able to reconnect with some additional friends from my childhood, via the Internet and phone calls, that I haven't spoken to in a while.

Well...if that wasn't enough...then came the tragic death of a person from my job in an accidental shooting by police officers.  It was a botched robbery that turned into a hostage situation.  It got worse when the responding police officers then accidentally shot the victim of the robbery, while also taking down the gun waving suspect.

Believe me, my head has been spinning the past 10 days.  I've tried to sit down and write and put my ideas together, but it's been very, very difficult.  Life is truly a blessing and is also truly short.  10 days...three separate deaths.  Each more tragic than the other.

We men try to act like emotional bombardments don't effect us.  But they do.  My prayers to their families, as well as to the families in Oklahoma.

I will be back in a couple more days, soon as I get ahead of these emotions.