Fifty Shades Of Confirmation Or: A Brief But To The Point Open Letter To Women

Tonight's shout out goes to the Fifty Shades novels, and the inevitable Fifty Shades sequels to the upcoming first film, for finally confirming what myself, as well as many other men have already known for quite some time now:

Try as you may to hide beneath a pristine, well kept, upright, respectable, delightfully scented, and overall pleasant veil; you women are more dark, secretive, carnal, twisted, dirty, and perverse creatures, than men will ever be.

Might be why we love you so.

Respectfully with a hand unbuttoning your blouse,

-Christopher Not Grey Cintron

#Ignorance #Hypocrisy #Glasshouse

There are some among us who seem to think that, because of their high level of intellect, of their ability to be a "problem solver", to be able to lead a group, that they themselves are incapable of needing advice or, even worse, taking their own.
Within the past seven hundred and thirty some odd days, several key events took place in my life, many that had been caused by myself, as well as several other key individuals within my circle at the time. Many of these events were not the easiest to endure. Many of the connections between the key individuals were either damaged greatly, or altogether severed. I cannot say that I am joyed over that fact. However, I also cannot say that said key events weren't absolutely necessary in order for all of us to reach the point that we are at currently.
There was an attempt or two by some of those involved to mend connections; to reconcile differences, to grow and to move forward. I myself have been among both the attempters and the "attemptees", if you will.  Surprisingly, yet, not so surprisingly, not everyone acquiesced. Rather, they seem to have made up their mind about only considering themselves, not doing so much as even trying to listen to what the other party has to say, or to consider the emotions, thoughts, feelings, or experiences that only they know about. It was an opportunity to reenforce something that should have held together much stronger than it actually did. It is a shame, and the most I can do is pray for them, and for mine. As the title of this entry suggests, I do have my opinions about the ones who are too proud to see more than just one side of a story. Better yet, who are too proud to put the past aside and forgive, regardless of who the guilty party is. But I'm sure those aren't terms that they're not already familiar with. If it quacks like a duck...

Cintron's Holiday Movie Review: Happy Christmas

See it because:
-That baby is the best baby EVER
-There is something very real & relatable about the interaction between the characters
-That sweet Aussie accent

Skip it because:
-You might not care about a documentary-styled indie film about in-law chemistry that is over very quickly by not allowing itself to fall into typical Holiday movie clichés

Thankful

My God
My wife
My family
My friends
My health
My job
My coworkers
My guests
My sense of humor
My finances
My enemies
My quirks
My flaws
My lusts
My ambitions
My doubts
My holiday weight
My home
My unfinished songs
My freedom
My imagination
My braces
My car
My phone
My TV
My PS3
My guitars
My laptop
My clothes
My food
My sadness
My fears
My anxiety
My laziness
My punctuality
My words
My knowledge
My lack thereof
My new family
My hearing
My sight
My fingers
My toes
My arms
My legs
My bald head
My awesome beard
My past
My present
My future
My city
My state
My country
My music
My perseverance
My benevolence
My sleep
My self
My lunch breaks
My wife's cooking
My wife's loving
My fights
My ups
My downs
My wrinkles
My white hairs
My stretch marks
My voice
My flow
My mic
My blog
My yesterday
My today
My tomorrow
My journey
My next journey when this one ends
My beginning

A Series Of Unexpected Events

I feel like I've allowed so much time to pass on moments & situations that were probably so relevant at one time, that expressing the fact that they happened in the first place is almost pointless. That, or I'm too lazy to list them all. Oh no.
It was all at once a very pleasant, fun, & uncertain Summer for me. China was wonderful & new. The engagement was icing on the cake. Moving in together was something planned, but, as most of us come to discover, a learning experience for the both of us. The one thing that thankfully we both know for certain, is that we love each other enough to make it through whatever God decides we need to go through. It makes us stronger. Cheesy? You bet. 1000% true? Yup.
Her parents visited, we got married, met some more in-laws that I'm happy to say I have, had a great time with them here, then her best friend visited, had a great time with her here, & then there was the brief-but-oh-so-nerve-wracking period of not knowing if or when I'd be employed again anytime soon. That was fun. God answered my prayers, and I got the phonecall to come back to work a whole month earlier than I did last year. Yessss.
There were & are other things taking place that intertwine with all of this. I think there's always those unspoken, personal things that go on in our lives. Mine is family related. Oh, so is yours? We'll let that one sit there for now.
We moved a couple of weeks ago. Right across the street. Didn't plan on it, was more of an obligation due to the circumstance. I definitely don't think we were prepared for it. Between having to pay a months rent/security/broker fee and not even having my first paycheck of the season yet, I know we weren't prepared for it. But, with a little faith & some help from our loved ones, we pulled through.
Currently, its November, I'm on my way to a closing shift, and that's about the size of it. I don't really know if this one really had a point. Maybe the purpose of it is to reflect on what life on earth is: mostly a series of unexpected events that we do our best to make the most out of. That's what it is for me.

Fires

I'm always putting out fires
Everywhere I go
No matter how long I lay my head down
No matter where I call home
I'm always putting out fires
Big & small
There are scars from the flames
And I've lost track of all the names
Of all the ones I tried to save
Even when saving them was in vain
I'm always putting out fires
Everywhere I go

Some of them might be my own

Hyper Zombie Mode II

Hospital. They don't really care, do they?
What song? Why now?
Emergencies happen, even in the city of the sleepless.
Concerned always, but tired. Tired, definitely.
Third hour parking meter. Few more minutes. They told me not to leave. I won't. Not until I have answers.
A lot of looks. From a lot of looks. Mostly dull.
But the city never looses it's luster.
Cooler now. Rain? Dunno yet. Waiting.
Story of my life.