Thursday, June 28, 2007

On The Eve Of Destruction...

The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin'
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin


But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say
Can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away
There’ll be no one to save, with the world in a grave


[Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy]

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Yeah, my blood’s so mad feels like coagulatin
I’m sitting here just contemplatin
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation
And marches alone can’t bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin


And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it’s the same old place
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don’t forget to say grace


And… tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don’t believe
We’re on the eve
Of destruction

Mm, no no, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.


- Barry McGuire

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Love, love, everywhere!




The Toronto Star


Well, it's Pride Week in Toronto. Actually, that means it's Pride Week in my neighbourhood, as I live in the gay village. Lots of colourful characters and behaviour can be found on the streets.


It's my brother's wedding in two days, so I will be missing much of the festivities. I suppose the purpose of Pride Week is to celebrate love. I will be doing that.............

Here's to love!

- OCG

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

If you can't take the manufactured cold...


Now that it's summer, there are lots of fans and air conditioners turned on. On those dry, hot, sunny days, cool air in any form is good. However, being someone who is more often cold than hot, sometimes I find myself chilly while sitting near a fan or anywhere that has blasting air conditioning. First, I feel a growing chill from my head to toes and then comes the familiar tiny goosebumps on my arms.

Complaining aside, I must admit that it's far better to be cold from "summer air" than it is to experience winter freeze. At least a sweater or just a step outside in the sun is all it takes to warm up.

My mom is going through the change of life, so she often experiences hot flashes. She can look completely comfortable and within seconds her face can go beat red and beads of sweat trickle down her face. Three or four fans can be found in each room to help her deal with these flashes of hormonal heat. I have empathy. One day I will be red faced, sweating and freezing all in the same minute too.


For now, I find myself cold surrounded by a blowing fan or blasting air conditioning. I wear a sweater when most people are in tank tops and shorts.


Today I turned off the air conditioning when goose bumps began crawling up my arms. They crawled back down quickly.


Later in the day I needed coffee filters. When it comes to coffee and coffee related supplies, I don't fool around. It looked suspiciously like rain when I left to go to the dollar store. I got soaked to the bone on my way home, but it was fun in a crazy, look-on-bright-side kind of way. I was wearing jeans. Wet jeans crunch and stick to skin. Not comfortable........
I was freezing as I made my way dripping back into my apartment. I couldn't help but breath a sigh a relief that I turned off the air conditioning earlier.
I'm still a bit damp and cold, but it's cozy in my dry apartment. Some people might think it's a bit warm, but they say if you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen.
- OCG

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Today's horoscope...


Scorpio (Oct. 24 — Nov. 22)

There's no pleasing some people. The more you offer, the less they appreciate. The more you explain, the less they understand. This will only lead to exasperation. So, be a little more casual and less concerned and you'll notice an improvement.

Sunday, June 10, 2007

In the company of good guys and chocolate...


It's a beautiful day - so sunny and warm, but not too hot. The weekend has been fun so far. I saw the Observer for our usual Friday night chill out/eat/be together/red wine ritual. As always, I enjoyed myself. A chocolate craving hit me so hard that I felt totally overwhelmed with a need for sweetness. It's hormonal, I think. If you're not a girl, you probably won't understand. I honoured my craving more than once with my favourite chocolate bar and than two chocolate cookies. Sometimes a girl just has to give in.

We went to see a friend of the Observer's yesterday. He's one of my favourite people to visit. You know the kind of people who just lift your mood instantly? That's how he is. We all went to brunch. I ordered a massive bowl of oatmeal and toast. It was satisfying and I enjoyed hanging out with two good guys. I just look at them together and laugh. Those are the kind of people who are healthy for the soul.

Today we are going out for Thai food with the Observer's newly-wed friends. I love the husband. He's great. As for the wife, you know those people who just make your blood boil? That's how she is. Oh well........It takes all kinds to make the world go 'round, right?
- OCG

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Start to finish...

Waking up sleepy.
Hearing the phone ring.
It's the Observer.
A quick hello.
Knock.
A quick goodbye.
My attendant.
A satisfactory worker.
Try to smile.
A shower.
Coffee
Fruit.
Trip to drugstore.
Wait.
And wait.
Starbucks
More fruit.
A talkative attendant.
Keep thinking.......
Time's ticking.
Go to drugstore.
Search for tissue paper for gifts.
None.
Anywhere.
Go to mall.
Find bookstore.
Quickly find book for friend.
Help wrapping gifts from a nice attendant.
So grateful.
Granola bar.
Take bus to meet friends.
Wander around bookstore.
Observer arrives.
Meet friends.
Go to trendy restaurant.
Order cornbread muffin.
Spicy and delicious.
Catch up with good friend.
Chat with Observer.
Salad arrives.
Fresh and crisp.
Coffee
Hits spot.
Wait for bus.
People watch.
Head home.
See attendant.
Get ready for next day.
Go for walk.
Kiss Observer.
Say goodbye.
Talk to friendly lady with cute dog
Brush teeth.
Here I am.
- OCG