Dambreaker Returns

“My knee is almost back to normal. I am back in training.”~ Shawn Johnson

I’m back. Who missed me? Okay. Now stop lying.

Lots have happened. And I’m pretty serious.

I just celebrated what I feel, is a very important birthday. My age now is divisible by five.

Also, I have reached an age that when I was younger, the doctors told me that I would NEVER see the light of day. That I would NEVER live to be this age. Well, my birthday was on the 30th of January.

Needless to say that I celebrated my butt off!!!

I had several different days in which some kind of celebration happened. I got sick and was not able to celebrate in Houston with SIX MINUTE CENTURY and others. It was horrible.

I attended a bar crawl and celebrated along with at least three others who have birthdays in January. I saw FEAR CONTROL play live for the first time in 2015. And the band gave me a little birthday surprise during their last number that they played on stage.

I also had the opportunity to yet again hang out with Red Vamp as she was back in town. I honestly could not complain about anything. I’m alive and I am loved it appears.

Earlier THIS week, I received a new computer that came from my family. Sadly though after getting everything put together and connected…. it was discovered that speakers are not going to work. There is no sound. The theory being that since this is a refurbished computer, that the device drivers for audio failed to be installed. And sadly this is out of my expertise when it comes to electronics and computers.

I may try Skype again. But once I get audio. Not 100% sure on that.

Our annual pancake breakfast was supposed to be TODAY. On Valentine’s Day of all days. But that was postponed for another time. I’m looking forward to going to that. I do believe that the Bear Queen will be attending once again. I’m actually STOKED for that!!

Honestly speaking though, I have nothing to complain about yet in 2015. I do hope and keep my fingers crossed that it will remain that way for a long, long time.

I’m also starting some brand new projects. Stay tuned to hear about those.

I’m still soaking in the fact that doctors were WRONG! And I’m ALIVE!!!! Doctors can just kiss my ass. Ya know?!??

 

Annual Birthday Postings Of Joy To Jodi Ambrose

“When we look into the fires, we can either break open in song or we can go blind from the heat.”

It is the 5th of June which only means one thing:

Time to come into the blog and adulate the living crap out of author Jodi Ambrose in celebration of her birthday and in the process piss off everyone else who reads this who doesn’t know or understand what the big deal is.

But the friendship with Jodi Ambrose is in fact a really big deal for me. So much that I would break concrete buildings with my own face if she was trapped inside while it was on fire.

Tell me, who has that kind of creepy dedication???

Yep. I do.

Whatcha gonna do about it? Ya wanna fight? Put em up then!!!

I didn’t think so ………..

With all seriousness definitely put aside, being a part of the Ambrose Nut Society (or ANuS) has been a thrill and a joy to say in the very least. The jury is still out for what the “u” stands for.

So here we are with another birthday for Jodi Ambrose. Life must be tough to be on age repeated at 22.

A few more years from now though, when she gets older… I will be able to date her! Woohoo!!! 

Wait! What? She’s married?? Damn.

OH well. What could have been, could have been. Tee hee!!

But here’s to the woman who means a lot to me… personally, professionally, and everything in between. She’s been probably THE MODEL FRIEND that I could have ever asked for and more.

Her links can be found in the BlogRoll.

Happy Birthday, Jodi! With much love I celebrate your special day.

And we’ll see you and everyone else here in this blog next year.

Haters Gonna Hate

“Truth will always be truth, regardless of lack of understanding, disbelief or ignorance.”~ W. Clement Stone

For those of you who know me personally know that yesterday was my birthday.

It was a good day, by the evening time… it had turned into a wonderful day because I heard from the people that I was hoping that I would hear from in the evening. How I love them!

And the others who continue to fall short, did so again for another year. To absolutely no surprise.

But it was a good birthday.

I had been pumped up about for weeks. My mind was positive. And I kept thinking good thoughts.

So yes, I did have a good birthday.

Today though, I moved on. It was another day. And then somewhere in between 4:00 and 5:00 PM, my local time… my cell phone began to ring.

I had the shock of my life as I took several minutes in doubt, trying to establish who I was speaking with. Once I realized it wasn’t a joke… it wasn’t a prank… and this was real– I LOST IT!!

Being called by a big time celebrity for your birthday from out of nowhere IS a big deal. Dear GOD IN HEAVEN!! Wake up people!!!!!

It took me a while to calm down afterwards. My head spinning. My brain re-playing the conversation over and over and over again in my head. Stunned, shocked, and crazily in a daze.

A neighbor and I think we have it narrowed down to who was responsible for it happening.  It is a good theory. But one likely to never know the light of day.

I spoke to a few people online about it. They were of mutual admiration of this person.  Some supportive, the others hateful and a doubting Thomas.

HATERS ARE GOING TO HATE.

And it doesn’t matter who it was that called, I made sure that I knew who I was talking with… or potentially talking with. I actually wasted my personal time trying to figure it all out before I realized that it was all true. 

If you don’t believe in miracles, then this story isn’t going to work for you. Nor will you believe it or anything else that I might tell you. If you do not believe that anything is possible then the same situation applies. You’ll never believe in anything is possible and will always be doubtful. And that could be because of greed, jealousy, or hatred. Whatever that may be.

I warned that 2014 was going to be different.  You obviously did not pay attention to me when I said that it would be different. And in this month of January, everything has been proven to be true. If you don’t believe.. you don’t have to. I mean, nobody is forcing you to do anything you do not want to do.

But I’m not going to care any more. So here’s to you!!

It happened. And since it was on my cell phone. I have the number from which they called. It could be a disposable phone. But I know what it was at least when they my number.

Gimme wings to fly.

Haters will hate.

And in addition, “never love but masturbate.” Which doesn’t make any other sense but rhyme. OR DOES IT?

An Announcement Of A Moistful Birth

 

Dear readers and followers of Dambreaker:

I give to you a DR. & MRS. FROTH PRODUCTION.

Introducing :

MERLIN RAY

He was born this morning and both son and mother are doing fine. The father I assume is doing well too. But nobody can pin his ass down in one spot at this moment in time. He is here. He is there. If you are a father, you know the drill.

But I personally say congratulations to both mother and father and I am proud of them all as they bring in the newest addition to their Froth family.

 

 

Happy Birthday, Jodi Ambrose!

Ladies and gentlemen, please turn your books to page four. Thanks!

So I must make a fuss today in honor of the birthday of author Jodi Ambrose.

Jodi has been around just a little over a year now. At least to my knowledge. However (and with absolutely no complaining from my end) Jodi has turned into one of those kinds of friends that I cannot fathom being without by any capacity.

Why is that? Pretty simple: Jodi’s personality is infectious. It is so infectious that you WANNA get bit by the bug just to see what its like. And once you do, you just never think about leaving because it would be like leaving home.

This cool and charming sassy mouth has put her own mark into my brain. She’s definitely someone that I cherish having a friendship with. And for those of you who have been around even longer knows exactly what that means!!!

So as Jodi turns twenty-ish again, I decided to take time out and wish her a wonderful day and hope that her birthday is as beautiful all-around as she is.

You guys need to subscribe to her blog and join her on Twitter and  Facebook pages. Missing out on this wild and crazy gal could stand to be a horrible day.

Her books of course are still up for grabs as it is tied in with the fundraising website for the tournament in Boston. As well as available on Amazon.

So HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JODI!!!!! YOU ARE MY ROCK STAR!!!! Stay vulgar, stay beautiful, stay …… you!!!!

Jodi and her husband

A Bit Of Reflection

“By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.”~ Confucius

I’m reflecting on this day. And I would have to say that today, I am doing much better personally and emotionally than I had been doing just one year ago.

By the way, my apartment manager gave me Starbucks for my birthday, so if this seems “off” you can blame him.

Its my birthday. A year ago, I was laying in a hospital bed with a deadly infection that had me out of commission for 12 days. It was something that I saw coming and noted in a previous blog, and I was right.

But this year I am not in the hospital. I am at home. And healthy.

Around the time of my birthday in 2011, I had not yet started this blog. It was created a few days later. But this is the first time that I am at home and able to write on this blog on my birthday.

I’m grateful to those who have given me birthday wishes thus far. I appreciate everyone who have thought of me thus far today. I’m sure that there will be much more as the day goes on.

As for the rest of 2013, I am full of hope. I’m feeling upbeat and not so depressed. Let’s hope I can hang on to this kind of emotion for a long, long time.

I am looking forward to more hockey, and many more times with friends and away from home.

Nothing but good times.

So I won’t find something like this in my home for my birthday, but I can dream!! Right?

I probably will not be doing anything special to celebrate and that’s just fine. I’ve not been able to do something like that in such a long time that I’ve pretty much forgotten what that is like. And I’m probably not missing anything.

But I give my love to all of you who continues to read my mindless posts, whether or not its been educational or not.

I’m glad to be alive. And I’m glad to know that I do have so many people thoughtful and caring enough to take a second out of their lives to wish me a happy birthday.

I do have many more subjects that I wish to write about in this blog in the near future, so keep your eyes open for those.

And as I suffer the caffeine crash from the Starbucks and the sugar drop from the cookie, I do feel bad for anyone within 150 meters of me for the next several hours.

But all in all, I am so happy that I am NOT in the hospital this year. And that I am free to do what I want to do on this day. Its a wonderful feeling to have this freedom.

Thank you dear readers, and stay tuned!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Happy Birthday, Frontman!!

I want to take this time to personally give the lead singer of SIX MINUTE CENTURY, Chuck, the best birthday wishes possible!

He and I have grown as friends over the last year and I am thankful for him to be one of the important role models in my life. Not only does he have such an amazing voice, but he’s also got so many talents and great qualities that makes him so awesome as a person. I am glad that he is who he is. He is someone that I do not mind looking up to.

I know that the band will have a show to celebrate his birthday tomorrow evening, and unfortunately I will not be able to attend. But instead, I wanted to give him this public shout-out and be in hopes that he’s had a terrific day. And to know that soon, I will be able to attend another show in the near future.

So until I am able to get there again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!!

26 August 2011: Getting Moist with Six Minute Century

“Through the flames, we abide. Weary, we march on!”~ “Paying Death’s Toll” by SIX MINUTE CENTURY

Incredible show. I was able to reach Houston again for the next show by SIX MINUTE CENTURY. They were celebrating the birthday of bassist, Michael Millsap, aka “Dr. Froth”. But I call him “Father Froth” because he’s been quite the positive encouragement in my personal life.

After about five or six weeks, in a complete state of panic of whether or not I was going to make it, I survived the bottom dropping out from being scammed and basically rescued by romance author, Jessica Trapp as she welcomed me to stay with her and her family.

It seems that in my own life, these two things go together. Music & Books. And that is just fine with me.

The show was fantastic. The first band was “Silenced Within”. I had seen them play the last time. The only difference was that the lead singer and I had met back in April and have started to become good friends while communicating on the Internet. I was totally excited to see both Silenced Within and SIX MINUTE CENTURY play the same night again.

By the end of the third or fourth song, I was going deaf. Sitting up against the stage. I could hear everything I ever wanted, and all that I would not. It’s only Rock & Roll but I like it.

I probably could not have asked for anything more. The lead singer, Sloan, had actually dedicated one of their songs to me. I believe it was “Set Me Free”. It was unexpected.  That was really awesome.

By the time SIX MINUTE CENTURY hit the stage, I was flying high and eager to just enjoy the rest of the night. The most exciting thing about it was that the band was going to film the ENTIRE show. They were planning a video for “Just Remains”. The song is on their upcoming album. They are almost finished in the recording studio, and I am just really anxious to hear it all.

It was a really great show. Lots of people came. I felt bad though because the night before, I only got about an hour and a half of sleep. I was far too excited to be taking this trip, and the night before the show, I only got about five hours of sleep. I am sure that those cameras caught a few yawns here and there… but hey, I was there!!!

After nearly going through hell to try and make it. I was there, I enjoyed myself. And yes, I went deaf (again).

And then after all of that, I BEGGED the band for a group photo. I wanted to be in a picture with the band, and then another with the band and their wives. It took forever to get them all in one spot, but I did it. Then I had some wild photos taken with me and the drummer’s wife. Shall we say, rather erotic photos?? I was warned that she was like this: boy-crazy and likes to flirt with the guys. Her husband even had to tell me that “it was okay”, and that “he wasn’t going to get all mad.” Well, I suspect that he would not get mad when his wife is on my lap kissing me and he’s got my camera!!

The band even took a silver sharpie and signed my t-shirt. It will never be washed or worn again. “Whatever is left is just remains”…. pit stains and all. The t-shirt is now priceless and cannot be worn.

And then we have the bad part of the night. I went into the restroom, and the BFE Club is not wheelchair accessible at all. At least not their restrooms. Eventually, I squirmed my way into the bathroom stall, without having pissed on myself. But the wheelchair on the outside of the stall blocked one urinal.

I was horrified and pissed off beyond all belief when I saw that someone had urinated on my wheelchair to the point that there was a puddle of it on my seat cushion. I was sooooo fucking mad! What dumb motherfucker does that?!? How drunk do you have to be?

There’s not much I can do about the wheelchair. But there was no sense in doing that!!

I cleaned it up as much as I could and got back out into the club before I had missed anything else.

But with that aside, the night was so much fun!! I was then taken out to Steak & Shake. I’m not quite sure if they have one in here in my area. I haven’t really looked. But it was nice. It kept me out later and later and later though. I was concerned that because of the hearing loss that I would be making a lot more noise than my brain was telling me and I would wake up Jessica and her family. They claimed the following morning that nothing really disturbed them. Her husband said that he thought he heard a few bumps in the night and just blew it off thinking that I had come into the house.

I am so fortunate. I guess I was waiting to be executed. By the time I laid in bed that night it was already 4:00 AM. So yeah, I was a bit nervous and concerned.

So now the next big show will be in November as Michael gets married to Lori. They will celebrate with the rest of the world by having a show. I cannot wait for that one!!

But it’s always a great thing to be able to go and do something that you enjoy so much. I don’t think that I should have the problems that I had this time around. But at least I was there. And I have a few weeks to prepare for it, starting with today.

I am very proud to say: I AM A CENTURION!

 

Diamonds Are Not A Girl’s Best Friend

It appears as if the days of the stereotype sung by Carol Channing in the Broadway production of “Gentlemen Prefer Blondes”, might be over with.

With the advent of several birthdays, anniversaries, and the soon approaching Christmas holiday, I find myself in a rather odd position. The stereotype in what women want as gifts doesn’t seem to be the case anymore at all. The things in which we (as men) grew up to learn about what women wanted has been thrown out the window entirely.

It used to be a safe bet for a man to buy a woman either chocolate, flowers, or jewelry, or all of them. But I am finding out that within the group of female colleagues and friends that its not really what they want any more.

Sure, I don’t see a woman turning down these things. I don’t see how a woman would want to turn away from FREE chocolate. But it really isn’t what they WANT from anyone. It appears that the female population (at least within my circles) want things that are less tangible and more meaningful. They seem to want to hang on to the bond of friendship more often than not. That they want that to grow and develop, rather than a bouquet of flowers or a box of chocolates.

I will say that some of my female friends are already married. So perhaps if it is chocolate and flowers and jewelry that they want, they could probably seek it from their husbands. But, not all of my female friends are married or in a relationship. And they still would rather pass on the objects and maintain the emotional bonds.

I have a friend’s birthday that is coming up and I have absolutely no clue at all what she would like or would want. Perhaps the first step would be to ask. Yet with previous conversations I have had, she’s not exactly the “material girl” either.

That is not to say that ALL women have abandoned the stereotype and aim for less tangible things in which they desire. There are still those who want these things. I am just saying that through my social life, those women that I speak to regularly are NOT those kinds of women.

I personally have no problem giving my female friends chocolates or roses. I am not opposed to ordering a small and simple vase of flowers for their special day. Whether they are married or not. My intentions are always true… “This is for your special day. Be happy!”.

I recall one time that I sent a half dozen roses that were white, to a female friend of mine who was married. It was for her wedding anniversary. She was thrilled. But when she got home, the gift in which her own husband had purchased for her, she found less endearing than the white roses. Oops!!

They do laugh about it now.

Clearly, it was not the objective to outshine her own spouse. That’s just what happened. I’m also not opposed to “downgrading” a gift, just in case that may happen again.

One thing that I always run into over and over and over again is “Don’t spend your money!”. Well, I am creative. I can create greeting cards, write poetry, give simple gifts in lieu of roses, chocolate, and jewelry and it would be tons cheaper if not at any cost at all. But what exactly is it that women want any more??

Perhaps it all depends on who the woman is. And that would make sense to me. If I was friends with a woman, and I knew she loved Chinese food. I’d probably buy her a gift certificate for the nearest Chinese restaurant. I think that it’s really, all a matter of paying attention.

If she’s been raving about a particular film that is about to come out, then I’d get her free movie passes.

Each woman is individually unique. That goes for anyone in this world. And I love all of my friends, male or female, in my own unique way.

It is just- what in the world do women want??

 

Happy Birthday, J.S. Chancellor!

I am coming up on two months since I had started this little cyber oddity of composition. I can only speak for myself, when I sit back and think that it seems like forever and ten years ago.

About a month ago, I was somewhat introduced to an author by the name of J.S. Chancellor. Someone with whom I have shared a great deal of pleasant exchanges with. At the time, I felt that this blog wasn’t really going anywhere because I had never done this kind of thing before. With myself full of doubt, I did not think that any one would read this blog, much less subscribe to it. 

But with regards to J.S. Chancellor I had found that she too, had her own creative blog within the pages of this site. I remember sitting in total wonder as I read post after post after post. I knew that for one she is a great writer, and two she obviously knew better of what she was doing with this blog than I.

So I had implored upon her for help. Not really knowing whether or not it would become beneficial or a complete and total disaster for the simplest task of asking.

I was fortunate enough that she had in fact helped me along in this journey of weirdness that I have created. A great teacher, and the patience of a saint. Her instructions were clear and easy for me to understand this blog site better.

I am deeply appreciative of her kindness for the proverbial hand-holding and guidance. Even though I do joke to myself that she is “my blog mother”.

Today though, is her birthday. I will not disclose in how many years she has graced the Earth with her presence and wisdom, because that just would not be very couth of me. But I know that she is very excited for this day.

She is a wonderful example of “beauty and brains” in my most humble opinion. I am always looking forward to her next blog entry.

I promised her a month ago, that I would mention her in my blog when the time came.

J.S. Chancellor~ I am keeping my promise. Thank you for all that you have done!

I will share with the rest of you a quote that I just read of hers tonight. It moved me very deeply:

“My heart, the garbage disposal of my soul, should it ever demand any less of me, I’d cease to exist. Still, there are times when the damn thing just stinks of decaying waste. Let us hope this is not one of those times …”

The URL link to her personal blog can be found here as a part of my blog roll, “Welcome to the Asylum”. I hope that you will take the time to read it. And maybe perhaps subscribe to it, if you feel moved to.

Happy Birthday, J.S. Chancellor.