Well, today is the first time in about 7 days, that it isn’t raining. I was just about getting sick of it. But today I was kind of bummed that it had stopped. It needed to be there for me today, my mood was all set for it. No rain. Of course there still maybe time for the rain to fall…it’s only morning.

So I was told, rather enthusiastically by Kaya, that I should share the stories of the insanity I call family. Don’t misunderstand me, my fam is the best and I love them enormously, but the funniest things seem to happen to them. For instance…

When I was a child, my father used to burn the trash in a barrel. We lived out in the country on a half acre, with nothing around but orange trees. There was no garbage service in the area, and burning it was easier than going to the dump. So Dad was burning the trash one day and he had to go to the bathroom. He made sure the fire was under control and headed inside for a sec. Well, I suppose he just for got about the trash. He went into the studio and started watching a movie. In a few minutes, the phone rang and it was my grandmother who lived 2 lots over. “Tony, honey…are you burning trash?”

“Oh my gosh!” He dropped the phone and ran outside to find the entire back yard on fire. The flames were steadily crawling across the empty lot toward my grandmother’s house. Frantically, my dad ran around trying to find our hose, but when he did he realized it was too short to sufficiently douse the flames. He threw the hose down and grabbed my little green sand box pail. Running back and forth from the hose to the fire, he dropped the contents onto the flames and ran back to refill. Relief began to set in when he heard the fire engine siren. My grandmother all 4 feet and 7 inches was standing in the driveway flagging the engine down, as though the smoke billowing up from acre of flaming earth was no indication of where the trouble was. The enormous truck pulled into the driveway and in about 3 seconds they had smothered the inferno. My father stood breathless, sweaty and smudged with soot from head to toe. The fireman’s helmet glinted in the sun, “You got a burn permit?”

Dad ran in the house and madly dialed my mother at work.
“Hello?”
“Luce–where’s the burn permit?!?”
“What? What’s going on?”
“Where’s the burn permit???”
“In the desk….wha–“
*slam*

He ran outside permit in hand. The fireman turned it over. “You ever read these specifications on the back here?”

Dad gulped, “Uh, uh–no sir.”

“See that you follow this next time. This one’s on us.”

And with that he climbed into the truck and drove off. I guess you can’t be too hard on a guy holding a little green bucket.

–Instructions for Living–

Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

Memorize your favorite poem.

Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have, or sleep all you want.

When you say, “I love you,” mean it.

When you say, “I’m sorry,” look the person in the eye.

Be engaged at least six months before you get married.

Believe in love at first sight.

Never laugh at anyone’s dreams.

Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it’s the only way to live life completely.

In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

Don’t judge people by their relatives.

Talk slow but think quick.

When someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, smile and ask, “Why do you want to know?”.

Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

Call your Mom.

Say “bless you” when you hear someone sneeze.

When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.

Remember the three R’s Respect for self; Respect for others; Responsibility for all your actions.

Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.

Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, his/her conversational skills will be as important as any other.

Spend some time alone.

Open your arms to change, but don’t let go of your values.

Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.

Read more books and watch less TV.

Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you’ll get to enjoy it a second time.

Trust in God but lock your car.

A loving atmosphere in your home is so important. Do all you can to create a tranquil harmonious home.

In disagreements with loved ones, deal with the current situation. Don’t bring up the past.

Read between the lines.

Share your knowledge. It’s a way to achieve immortality.

Be gentle with the earth.

Pray. There’s immeasurable power in it.

Never interrupt when you are being flattered.

Mind your own business.

Don’t trust a man/woman who doesn’t close his/her eyes when you kiss them.

Once a year, go someplace you’ve never been before.

If you make a lot of money, put it to use helping others while you are living. That is wealth’s greatest satisfaction.

Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a stroke of luck.

Learn the rules, then break some.

Remember that the best relationship is one where your love for each other is greater than your need for each other.

Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it.

Remember that your character is your destiny.

Approach love and cooking with reckless abandon.

Trading in money for opportunity. That seems to be my theme song these days. Less hours at work, more hours at my internship. More hours to the movie, more money to the movie. I have a feeling though, what I am giving up as far as monetary gain is more than made up for in experience. In a perfect world…heh, who cares. The world is not now nor has it ever been perfect. I’m living in this world and I’m learning more than I ever would in a perfect one.

“Chose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.”
— Confucius

Work, work, work. Seems like everyone’s having issues with their jobs lately. I’ve been having issues since I started working at age 17. Never quite found a job where I liked the ppl, the enviornment and the work. It’s all a trade off. But I have hope that someday I’ll get close. I’ve been getting asked a lot lately what I will do when I graduate. I chuckle at that question everytime. The truth is right now I have no idea. My plan is to see where opportunity takes me. I am not at a place where I want to rule ANYthing out. Sure, I know what I would like to do, but it’s not the only thing I’m willing to do. I want to learn and live.