Great Expectations... No More

Forty years, twenty-five of which I considered myself a resonably insightful malcontent, and the light flickers on, " It's you, Asshole !!". No easy admission, let me assure you. I've always believed my views of this little thing called life had some merit and were right if not always correct. But lately, I've been forced to step back a bit and wonder of most of my grief is an effect rather than the cause. Well, today may have solved this all consuming paradox.

Drew and I got into an argument today about how to stack chairs on the table. Sounds ridiculous doesn't it? Well, it was. Somewhere in my warped mind, I saw it as a challenge and man, i unloaded both barrells. And of course, being my son, Drew gave as good as he got. As usual, I couldn't leave it alone, and pushed to far. Both feeling they're justified...though in truth, he's a little more justified... and neither willing to apologise...Happy Holidays... I'll admit most of my angst stemmed from an incident from the day before I had not yet absolved with him, but my actions were disproportioned to say the least.

What, you ask, has the major cog in the malcontent machine that has been my past? Expectations. There. I said it. I place expectations on people and get angered when they fail to meet them. Silly things. Stupid things. Things you EXPECT anyone could do. Stacking chairs, loading cameras, Algebra, have common sense, love you back...

I honestly do not purposely place expectations that are unreal. But what I have learned...or hoped to have learned... is that your perspective of obtainability is irrevelant. What matters is the viewpoint of the person bearing the expectation. Just that simple, not quite. By that token, if you expect nothing from an individual, and that is what they produce, then you both should be content, right? What a world that would be.

The answer? Hope. Desire with the expectation of fulfillment. Ahhh, but there's that word again, expectation. Then how can hope be the answer when expectation is still part of the equation? A simple hope shows more belief in a person than does expectations. The very definition of hope puts the gist of failure or accomplishment on the one hoping and not what is hoped for. There is no negative connotation attached to hope.Things not working out as you had hoped? Hope some more. Desire is the cornerstone. Give hope, instill desire, create fulfillment. What a world THAT would be…

Sun Dec 14, 2003

Sunday Selection

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Mon Dec 08, 2003

A Bird in the Hand...

I've got a bit of a dilemma. One of Drew's Christmas presents is four tickets to the Three Doors Down concert at the Albany Civic Center On December 30. My problem is I fear if I actually wait till the twenty-fifth, he'll not have enough time to select his companions and make the proper arrangements...I'd hate to know even one ticket went to waste... So, do I tell him now, while school is still in session and contacting his friends is relatively simple? Hell, I can't decide, but I guess if he reads about it here, I won't have to contemplate any longer and I can honestly proclaim my innocence. Who knew he would read my Blog?! ...Alex, you Sly Devil you...

"I was so naive as a kid I used to sneak behind the barn and do nothing."
-- Johnny Carson

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Mon Dec 01, 2003

Go Away for a Few Days and...

As seems to be happening to a lot of good communities lately, Blogshares has met its demise. The owner sites server, financial,and time issues as the culprit. An entertaining site that I will sorely miss, victimized by its own success...why couldn't it be me?!... Guess maybe now I'll have more time for more productive pursuits...or maybe not... I'm working on a few essays as well as a sight re-design for the holidays and the big New Year's Eve hosting of the Carnival of the Vanities...which coincides with my 40th...

Almost forgot. Check out H Squared's Review at Weblog Reviews.com. We got a generous 4.5 outta 5. They like me. They really like me...and it didn't cost a thing...

Life loves to be taken by the lapel and told, 'I'm with you kid. Let's go.'
-- Maya Angelou

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