Less than a week away...

This weekend my little sister 'Neffer is getting married (again). I wish her the very best. And if all things go as planned I'll be there to celebrate her nuptuials with her and her new hubby (Shannon) and the rest of the Durham family. 

But that next day will be a day of pain. The Portland Meadows Live racing season starts and I can only hope that I've done all that needs to be done for the opening day. I believe that I created and printed or am having printed all that is necessary for this big day but you never know until someone asks for something and it's not there. I have 3 days left to wrap everything up. 

Wish me luck...

Goodbye Uncle Mike...

Tonight I went to Lucky Devil Lounge for the Birthday/Memorial of Frank's Uncle Mike. Though he was really everybody's Uncle Mike. 
Uncle Mike died from one of the numerous cancers that primarily effect men and from what I heard tonight he lived life til the very end. A loud mouthed, perverted, fun-loving, caring man. This man literally had a hand in building several clubs around Portland, and left a lasting impression on everyone that cared to talk to him, as proven by the people who came to the party/memorial. There were people I hadn't seen in over 3yrs there and some I hadn't seen in a longer time. Those that knew me were happy to see me and sit and have a chat talk about Uncle Mike and overall just catch up. 

We're getting older... UGH! But that stuff doesn't matter if you give a fuck and actually care about the people you've known in your life. Faces and body types change but the person you are is what makes the true lasting impression. 

I think it is that impression that counts and what matters in the end. After we've sloughed off our mortal coil, and people gather to remember your life, what kind of life did you lead? Did you live a life that people will remember fondly? Will you be remembered as and asshole, a saint, a hateful bastard, a kindly simp? Hard to say. I guess the "Golden Rule" of due unto others holds true. In the end or after the end all that's left is what people remember of us. 

Which bring about another point. You have to make time for the people you care about. You have to pause and let people know you care about them. You have to live life, not just go through the motions. Live, Love, Laugh. 

I can't say that I'm a monogomus person but I can say that the women I have relations with I care for in some way. And I'd like to think that when my time comes that they could look at the time I spent with them fondly. As many people did tonight with the memories of Uncle Mike. 

Goodbye Uncle Mike, you left an impression on all the lives you touched, including mine. Thank you for having been a part of my life.