Almost 40!

So my wife Loida is writing a blog about women turning 40 this year, so I decided I would write about turing 40 from a man's POV.

You see, for me turning 40 is now becoming a reality. I turn 40 in November and there is nothing that can change that. My body hurting, like my elbow, knee and hip, my hair turning grey, and wrinkles. I can easily accept and deal with these. What I haven't learned to accept are my past, present, and future.

For me turning 40 has nothing to do with how old I am, and everything to do with who I am. So, like most men that turn 40 I will evaluate what I've done, what I haven't done, and what I can still do. I will challenge my regrets (and yes Loida we all have regrets) to see if I have learned or atoned for them. I will look at what I have accomplished. I will self-analyze every little aspect of my life. I'm sure there will be things that I will not be happy with, but whatever the outcome, I will apologize to you in advance Loida.

You see, here is where the true difference between men and women really comes out. Yes, we can take pain, yes we can abuse our physical bodies beyond belief and say it was nothing. But what we can't take are the mental emotions we incur from time to time.

So again like most men my age, I will whine about how fat I am, I will complain about how I am a nobody, and I will annoy you with how great I used to be. But understand that it's only a phase. So Loida, to you I apologize because you will be there to see it all and you will understand that, because emotions are for a woman, no big deal.

Artistic Side

"Evil Ways" by Julie Zarate

One things for sure, is that I love art. But why is it that when someone has a special talent with visual aspects, the sight of it never seems to be noticed? Sure we see art in museums, created by some of the greatest artist in history, but most of what you see was created by someone who is now dead! Is that what we have to do to become well appreciated? Die?

Well no, we don’t, art is alive in all of us. Even those who don’t believe they have an inkling of what it takes to be an artist. Because art is not just drawing pictures or sculpting, it’s everything that takes effort to accomplish and then becomes appealing to the eye, appreciated. Some say that the way Michael Jordan played basketball was an art form. It was beautiful to watch. The way a movie is directed takes on an artistic view when you look at all the effort it takes to create a feeling of despair, or happiness. These are things that go unnoticed to some. But for those who do notice, wow, a movie takes you on a different path.

You know I once had a boss who would stand atop of his three story building and hold an envelope in his hand as employees walked into work. If anyone looked up, he would drop the envelope, and in the envelope the employee would find a one hundred dollar bill and a note that said “thanks for looking up”. It taught me to always be aware of your surroundings, and in doing so appreciating all you see and the effort it took to accomplish.

I have a few friends that are great artists, and no guys you don’t have to die!, Loida Ruiz, Maria Palacios, and Jena Gandy who are artists with words. Liana Lopez and Tom Gandy who are incredible artists with photography, and Lizbeth Ortiz, Julie Zarate and Alfred Hernandez who visualize the world in a way that only gives it a greater sense beauty.

I have to say that art is a large part of my life. Even in music my ear (and yes it's singular because I can only hear out of one ear) hears the sounds, as I close my eyes and lose myself in a rhapsody of blissful pleasures that only music can grasp. And so, to all my friends, I thank you for being a part of my life! You are appreciated!

PHONE SEX

Today I made an interesting observation. I’m in love with my new phone. Yes I have said it, I LOVE MY NEW PHONE! So much so that Loida has admitted jealousy. She said that I spend more time with my phone than I do with her, you know what? She’s right.

The intimacy I have shared with my phone far, surpasses the times I spend with my wife. The slow touching of her screen, the opening up of her browser, playing with her apps……ooops! Just kidding there is nothing that can compare to the love that my wife Loida gives me. It’s unconditional!

But how many of us have a personal connection with their phone? You see it more and more, everywhere you go. There are even laws created so that we can handle our phones properly. (So that we don’t kill each other on the streets). With the new technology available to these phones how can you not have a dependency? Internet, navigation, and video, just to name a few. Now processors have hit 1 gig, the new 1 gig snap dragon processor has taken cell phones from their humble brick-like beginnings to what now some have called a family member.

Does this entice you? Does this make you want it? If so then you’re who I’m talking about. Welcome to tech gadgets anonymous.

My name is Rey and I have a phone addiction. Well it’s really an addiction to gadgets, but still a phone is considered a gadget. I’ve had many of gadgets (phones) in my life, from pda like phones to Crackberry’s (blackberry) RIM makes such an awful mess of everything don’t they? The new phone I have fallen in love with? It’s called the HTC HD2 for T mobile. With a 1 gig processor and windows powered os, there is nothing that can compare, at least until November, when windows releases the new 7 platform. Until then this phone is the bee’s knee’s. I would like to see if there are more like me out there.

Addiction is bad no matter what the object. My wife Loida has an addiction for shoes and her most recent blog is what gave me the idea of blogging about my own addiction. Her blog name even displays her obsession, but what was I going to do? Name my blog “Phone guy’s corner”? Nah! Well that’s all for now. Laters