Lets put a little soul in our Christmas

Give Taylor Hicks a microphone and he sings.
Give Taylor Hicks a microphone at Christmas time - and he fu*kin wails! 
So sweet, so soulful, so douchy. Merry Christmas from the President of the Soul Patrol! I feel so blessed this year for getting the chance to see him perform live atop an ice-cream cone during Grease in San Francisco. My life is a little more complete, and a VERY important entry has been scratched from my bucket list.

Finally the week is over...

Today is Friday and am I GLAD that the week is over! Time for relaxation, time for jubilation, time for.....drinking! I can think of nothing better (well....maybe one thing) than to kick your feet up and warm your stomach with our good old friend who goes by the name of Al-Co-Hol.
So grab the one you love, listen to this jam, and thank God it's Friday!

There's no hope being an Iso-Tope!

When I first moved to Denver I wanted something to keep me busy. I wanted something that would make me feel good inside. I wanted something to make me feel alive. Thank you Craig's List! One sunny afternoon when my babee was at work, I emailed Chris Gentz about possibly playing on a team he was forming. He told me that I was in. I smiled for 10 seconds straight. The first practice we had, our team looked like Afghanistan - bombed and depleted. The second practice, only 2 other players showed up. Weeks went by and I was getting really excited for  ballin it up. The first game we had, we got smoked by 60 points. Utterly embarrassed and humbled by defeat,  we thought the loss may have been due to being a brand new team. That was very wishful thinking on our part. Now, here we are just finishing week 9, and we are still undefeated in the loss column. It's so frustrating at times, but I've mastered the "art of losing." These days I don't blame losing on lack of unity nor out of shape men, I blame our 0-9 record on one thing - our name is the Isotopes.

Beepilepsy kills thousands every hour

Beepilepsy is an involuntary spasm caused by the beeping, buzzing, or vibration of a piece of electronic equipment, especially equipment worn in clothing, such as a cell phone or pager. Generally, the severity of spells of beepilepsy decreases with time, but cases are known in which, after two years of familiarity with a given piece of equipment, the beepileptic spasms of one sufferer still reliably amuse acquaintances and passersby.
Wow, it's about time someone finally flipped epilepsy! This word just makes me laugh. Beepilepsy has been created! I'm not sure why I'm so happy - but who cares? It's plain awesome. Next time people break their neck to glance your direction after your cell phone vibrates in public you should say "Can I help you? I'm a beepileptic bitch! Mind your business."

Ladies.....don't play with guns.

One word applies to this video - priceless.

Stop and get out of your chair right now!

I want to feel bad for this 900-pound man, but I just can't. You think when he reached 500 lbs, or when he's started calling his wife to come wipe him - he would've sought help. I do just love the quote from the young reporter "he sat in a lazy-boy chair for the rest of his life." Dramatic!

**Put another quarter in the jukebox**

Today I sat in front of 2 computer screens for 9 hours.
Strenuous is what comes to mind. Bloodshot is what comes to eye.
My contacts have been giving me a ton of trouble lately. Each day I go to work,I strive to have clear eyes and take pride in my somewhat intelligent appearance. Each day I come up short like a Roloff's foot on the gas pedal. My eyes burn worse that a jalapeno-lotion inspired handjob. No bueno. I'm thinking of getting Lasic eye surgery once I can afford it. I'm sure 30 years down he road my eyelids will droop below my cheekbones like saggy breasts - but for now, I think the operation will be worth the constant look of Royal Highness.

Snow Haze

Here's a quick pic of what's to come this season: white powder body massages, intense learning curve from babee, exploding aerial jumps through fiery rings, grinding 100 feet of rail blindfolded, riding backwards down a double-black run, back flips at sunset,and handcuffed handstands. Since I like to compliment myself every now and again I would just like to say "Looking sharp Escobar.....looking sharp kid!"
Oh how the snow makes me cold, wrinkly, and white like a rotting corpse. But there are two positives to every negative: 1) it sure is exhilarating and 2) My babee is the best instructor this side of the Mississippi.

Just Keeping It Real

To embrace a new life is to embrace change. Change is key in life, and key to love. I've been in Denver almost half a year and I think I have been quite successful. I have grown closer and closer to Monica and have landed two separate (and very different)jobs at law firms. The first job dealing with bankruptcy didn't work out. George T. Carlson was Garbage T. Work.

My second job has been great thus far.
Foreclosure......ahhhhhhhh breathe it in. You know it goes down good when closure is in the title of your business.

After all the dark years in my past, I finally feel like I've done something on my own. I'm keeping it real.

I'm proven.

Definitely a John week

To me, there's really only one musician who can speak to me through his soul. I've been reflecting a lot this week about everything that's been going on in my life as of late. Through all the ups and downs, highs and lows, thoughts and worries, exciting jubilation and nervous ticks - John's always there.

It's time

I have thought long and hard about every negative and positive outcome that will result from picking up my things and moving to Denver. I have to say that my positives definitely outweigh my negatives. Happiness is one major factor that will be guaranteed if I move. Not that there won't be times of stress, sadness, and struggle - there will be. Looking at the big picture I feel extremely confident in my strengths, my skills, and eventually my success. Packing all my things and moving into a world of the unknown will be a challenge in itself. I've always been a very competitive man in whatever task I decide to take on. This will be my biggest task to date. Here's why I will succeed: I will have someone by my side who showers me with love, encourages me, and gives her ongoing support. I work at Paychex for pennies - I mean come on really?
It's a fact, employers hire more attractive applicants. Hmmmmmm......I'm tall, have blue eyes, and a winning personality. It's natural that things are already looking up for me. I will not only take on this new town of mine, I will conquer her. Though times will be tough, I will be happy. It's time. I'm coming home again.

An unsure future for a very sure man

There will be a lot of changes in my life throughout this new year. If I had to choose just one song to base a very important decision on, what should it be? Is there one song that can make my decision easier? Is there one song that can guide me to eternal happiness? Or is there one song that can make my decision for me?

With that said, the nominees for Best Advice in a Lead Role are:

A)


B)


C)


D)

OR finally

E)

And the winner is..........

TBA @ a later date

Care of the Soul

My thoughts often drift
Memories flick on like a candle
Your love is the sweetest gift
A gift I love to handle

Miles separate the hearts we share
Nights get lonely and cold
Words can't justify how much I care
Your body I want to hold

Our lips excite when both get touched
Bodies warm from each other
You're love is what I've always clutched
I would never want another

Your heart just feels so right with mine
Your touch knows how to calm
In the end I know we'll have the time
You can read it on both palms

Wrinkles form from smiles on face
You'll always be adding more
Once we're finally in a place
We'll close this distant door

The time we spend is always real
Though it's not often enough
Loved is how you make me feel
Though being apart is tough

Passion is what I feel with you
Often thanking God above
For letting you infect my life
Infect my life with love

Closely Far

Love is the difference

Hold me.
Let me dive into your warm arms and feel safe.
Touch me.
Rest your head on my chest and listen to my love.
Tell me.
Anything and everything. Your words amaze me.
Help me.
Become a better man. A better lover.
Hug me.
Tightly. Let our bodies connect as one.
Kiss me.
Softly with passion. Strongly with love.
Love me.
Just the way you do. Like no one else can.

For Tomorrow

Now that 2008 has come and gone, I would like to take the time in 2009 to not only look for today - but to look for tomorrow. The future is now. There are so many things I want this year. I truly believe this year will be the best in my life. There are so many things to look forward to. I'm feeling like a new job will be headed my way shortly. I'm feeling a new stage of happiness will be reached. I'm feeling a more healthy lifestyle: physically, mentally, and emotionally. I'm feeling love being thrown my way. I'm feeling new life opportunities. I'm feeling change. Most importantly I'm feeling happy - not only for each day that passes but for each tomorrow that comes as well.