The Art of Sharing

So I’m finally back home after almost a month of constant travels between different cities and states visiting different family members and friends. Of all the trips though, I think I was able to grow the most from my sojourn in Minnesota. Not only was I able to reconnect with all my paternal cousins and get to know them better, but most surprising of all was how much I was able to learn about myself in the process. I managed to give myself a lot of time where I could just be alone in my thoughts with notebook and pen in hand. The whole trip was an incredibly satisfying experience, and I can only hope to have more of the same in the not so distant future.

One thing that seems to come up very often with me is the fact that I don’t and sometimes won’t talk about things unless specifically asked. Even if it’s something I’m totally ecstatic about. For example, right now there’s some news that I’m very happy about, but I absolutely do not feel the need to type it in this blog. But if you just ask me, I’ll gladly tell you anything. Well…just about anything. I always figured that if someone really wanted to know something, they’d just ask. I mean why wouldn’t they? That’s what questions are for. Well apparently most people don’t. For serious though, if I end up in a hospital am I really expected to call up everyone I know and just be all “oh by the way, I’m in the hospital, I guess I’ll talk to ya later, bye”? I’m not even being rhetorical here, I really want someone to answer that. There were so many people that got upset with me for not telling them I was in the hospital. I mean I appreciate the care, but I just think it would annoy them more. But that’s not even what I was first talking about. What I meant were deeper more personal things that constantly bite at your very being until you can’t take it anymore and explode, or in my case, end up in a hospital bed.

So I’ve been to a couple of doctors and they’ve all said I need to learn to verbalize what I feel more. Sounds easy enough. You think you know? You have no idea. Finally I decided to do this whole “sharing” thing more and more but it seems to be just as fruitless as keeping it inside. I mean yeah I’ve had some great conversations with some people, but most of the time, it just seems to make it worse and more uncomfortable. Should I try to vocalize all that I’ve said here right now, I know that I would fail miserably. Thusly, I truly believe there is an art in being able to confidently, tactfully, and eloquently verbalize what you are feeling inside. It is an art that escaped me long ago; which is why I have to resort to writing: the one medium which allowed me to find a voice more confident than any other I might attempt.

I’d like to know what any readers of this blog have to say about this subject. I mean is sharing only meant to be done with a select few? Is there any way to truly give it a universal definitin? Or is it just completely to one’s own discretion?



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Alex Trebek Is a Vegetarian

according to Statcounter, someone got to my blog by entering that phrase in yahoo's search engine. i felt like i had to share this because it is absolutely hilarious to me. That is all i have to say for now. Current trip and recent contemplations have left me in an almost never-ending state of pensive-ness. Expect a more thorough update soon.

Good Day.


...chewing gum is really gross; chewing gum I hate the most

Hi, My Name Is...

So I’ve been in Minnesota for about 5 days now and I must say it is something that I really needed. Taking a break from the monotonous days in Miami, having to feel absolutely no expectations from anybody, and not having anyone I know besides my extended family around is quite a great feeling. And of course getting to hang out with all me cousins who I don’t get to see as often as I’d like is always a blast. And then there’s Arman: the genius baby of my cousins James and Mahtab. With this new feature on the blogspot of uploading photos, I think I will be doing it more often. Sort of like a “picture of the day” sorta thing. We’ll see how that goes. I’m using my uncle’s computer right now so I’m probably gonna have to take one of his pictures. Ha, what an awesome kid. I mean just look at him.


Anywho, besides the frequent discussions on the mysteries of life and the lessons learned therein, my cousin brought up the subject of nicknames given me in the past. I think I overwhelmed him with the myriad of names I’ve been given throughout the 20 years of my life. So we both decided it should be posted on my blog for all to see. So go ahead and choose whichever one you prefer…cause I answer to all of them depending on who uses which. So here goes, numbered for ease of reading and in no particular order:

1. Mo
2. Mo-Mo
3. Moo
4. Moo-Moo
5. Moo-Man
6. Mooney
7. Moonibaby
8. Cow-Face
9. Mooooo…nib
10. Muniba
11. Moonbeam
12. Meat-Head
13. String bean
14. Bob
15. Twino
16. Mr. T
17. Nib
18. Nibs
19. Nib-Nib
20. Niblet
21. Nibbles
22. Nibbles and Bits
23. Nip-Nip
24. Binum
25. Momar
26. Spider-Man
27. Parker
28. Voozh Head
29. Little Drummer Boy
30. Mun to the ib
31. Mu to the nib
32. Munibian
33. Munibi
34. Munibo
35. Money
36. Monet
37. Muad-Ib (not sure how it’s spelled…that guy from Dune)
38. Monkey Boy
39. Moonster
40. Nibster
41. Munizzle

That’s all I can think of right now. Wow, I didn’t even realize there were so many. If anyone can think of any new ones, or any that I might have left out, feel free to leave comments. I’m always interested to hear of new nicknames. As soon as I feel like nobody can come up with something I haven’t heard before, I get something new. And the ones above are from people who can pronounce my name correctly. I’d have a whole other list of ways my name has been pronounced incorrectly. But I don’t think that would be as fun.


...who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men

Origin of a Screen Name

Anyone ever have those times when over the span of a few days you seem to get the same question asked by several different people? I actually seem to get it a lot. And this weeks subject has been the origin of my AIM screen name: AnHonestFool. Some people thought it was from Lord of the Rings: Return of the King, cause there’s this one part where Gandalf calls Pippin an honest fool. But I actually got it several months before that even came out.

So I figured I’d share where it came from right here and now because it’s from an awesome song that I have felt compelled to listen to repeatedly once again. It is by the very great band Live and the name of the song is "Like I Do" from the album Birds of Pray. Their lyrics are always amazing and so is his voice. So here are the lyrics to said song with some of the more repetitive parts taken out.

Live – Like I Do
Darling, I feel like a god when I am next to you
Something sacred, someone straight and true
Tell me, do you feel the same way too?

Darling, your face is radiant with the light of love
The kind that’s sent straight down from up above
And now you’re all I’m thinking of
Thinking of

Don’t you give me loving like a revelation
Don’t you make me burn and make me feel the danger
Salutations to the maker of my finest hour
Goddess, queen, mother, sister, lover
Don’t you ever leave

Darling, I feel like a god when I am next to you
Something worth the worship of this honest fool
Tell me do you feel the same way too?
Like I do?

Don’t you give me loving like a revelation
Don’t you make me burn and make me feel the danger
Salutations to the maker of my finest hour
Goddess, queen, mother, sister, lover
Don’t you ever
Don’t you give me loving like a revelation
Don’t you give me love
Don’t you feel the same way like I do?
Like I do
Like I do
Like I do

Man, I told you it was a great song.

...now that we know who you are, I know who I am. I'm not a mistake.