Nose-Picking and Butt Stuff

If there is one thing that I can say about myself is that I am an observer.  I am always watching, listening, observing everything around me.  I tend to notice things that other people don’t.  Over the years, I have always delighted in picking up snippets of conversation of people that I pass by and wondering where the conversation was going or where it started.  Am I alone in doing this?

Occasionally, these little moments of conversation will spur on an idea or catch me in such  a way that I need to jot them down.  Who knows when you might find the perfect reason to use them?  I’ve started keeping a list of pieces of dialogue, ideas, characters, etc. with a hope that I can someday use some of them.

Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve had three specific snippets of conversation that have stuck with me.  The first was by a 4-5 year old kid who said to another child “ça va faire mal à la butt-crack, Nicholas!”  It struck me as so funny at in the moment.  While I know what the context of the dialogue was, I’d rather leave it unspecified here and let you make up your own scenario.

The second was a day or two ago, walking through our building while at work.  “Just let me touch your butt.”  That was it. And they were gone.

The most recent happened today, again at work when I overheard someone utter the phrase “It never fails – every time someone gets up to ask you a question, you’re picking your nose.”

I don’t know that I’ll ever really need or have the opportunity to use these pieces of dialogue in anything I write, but I like to think that by sharing them with you all, you’ll at least imagine a scenario where these bits and bobs were being used.

Happy imagining!

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Appréciation

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Aujourd’hui, je suis très reconnaissant et appréciatif de tout ce que j’ai dans ma vie.  J’apprécie:

  • mon corps parfait dans son imperfection
  • ma santé
  • l’amour, l’amitié et l’accompagnement que je reçois de ma belle femme
  • notre vie en couple
  • notre belle petite famille avec Roxie
  • toute ma famille et mes amis
  • mon emploi
  • ma belle ville
  • le fait que je suis capable d’aller marcher pendant deux heures un vendredi matin le long d’une rivière, sans me déplacer
  • ma dualité linguistique
  • que nous pouvons nous permettre de retourner à Disney World dans 50 jours pour célébrer nos fêtes
  • que je puisse me traiter à un PS4
  • la musique qui m’entoure
  • le silence qui m’aide à apprécier le bruit
  • le bruit qui m’aide à apprécier le silence
  • ma belle, belle maison de lumière
  • tous les animaux qui viennent visiter notre cours
  • l’amour et la joie que je vois dans les autres autour de moi

En court, j’apprécie ma vie, comme elle l’est.  Parfois je dois me rappeler ce fait, mais de plus en plus, je le reconnais à tous les jours.

One step at a time…

 

Warren Zevon quote - I'll sleep when I'm dead.

I’ll sleep when I’m dead

For the past 15-20 years, I have been an occasional insomniac.  It happens at least twice a year, but never lasting more than 3-4 days consecutively.  I’ll just lay there; awake, unable to get to sleep.  Typically my brain will go into overdrive and won’t shut down long enough to let me fall asleep.  Other times, I just have this feeling of discomfort in my own body and I can’t lie there any longer.  While I haven’t really had a full blown occurrence of this in some time, earlier this week I lay awake in bed for a while, struggling to fall asleep. Continue reading “I’ll sleep when I’m dead” →

Second Life Day

March 3, 2008 marked a new chapter in the book of my life.  Eight years ago today, was my Second Life Day. I was rushed to the hospital in a near-comatose state in a story that I’ve repeated ad nauseum. I don’t want to retread on the same story, but can’t help but be contemplative today. How my life has changed in the past eight years, largely thanks to that life-altering event, is remarkable. The changes and evolution that I’ve made both on a personal and spiritual level are impressive. Or at least they are to me, which is frankly all that matters. Continue reading “Second Life Day” →

Cue the Music

Music has played a large part in my life.  Growing up, my father was a music lover, so we always had a wide variety of music in the house, whether it be records or cassettes.  My music collection started fairly young with “Weird Al” Yankovic.  This progressed into various other genres and types over the years, ranging from Hard Rock/Metal to Alternative, to Pop, to Swing, to Jazz, to Blues, etc.  I’ve pretty much gone through the entire roster, with the notable exceptions of Country and Rap.  And while I do have a faint appreciation for very small samplings of these two genres, they aren’t my favourites.

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My name is Chris, and I am an addict

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Addiction

It takes a lot of courage to admit that you have an addiction.  Admitting the problem is the first step towards recovery.  I’ve struggled with this addiction for many years.  It started out innocently, but slowly became something bigger than me – something that I just couldn’t control any longer.  That’s when I decided that it was time for me to do something.

Continue reading “My name is Chris, and I am an addict” →