I awakened this morning and IMMEDIATELY gave GRATITUDE for BREATH. Then I went and took a piss! LOL
All jokes aside, I am THRILLED/ELATED/soooooooooo INCREDIBLY THANKFUL to be ALIVE! And WELL! Many folks were not blessed to see 51.
51. Not 50. Not 49. Not 39. 51. WOW! I can hardly believe it. I wish my parents had told me that just because you grow older, doesn't mean you don't feel the same as you always did. In SPIRIT. I mean, I STILL feel like the same me I was 10 years ago. But, thankfully, I am not. Much has changed. Physically. Psychologically. Professionally. I am a different man than I was 10 years ago. And I'm happy about that.
I enjoyed lunch today at an oceanfront restaurant: Bluewater Grill. My lunch date was a swell gent named, Stan! I hope to break bread with the chap on many more occasions to come! We truly enjoyed the place!
I don't know what tomorrow has in store for me, but if I'm lucky, I sure hope it's as terrific as TODAY!
In just a bit, I'm gonna attend a "12 Days Of Christmas" party. Guests gain entry by either bringing a toy for a girl AND a boy, or making a cash donation. I've decided to bring toys. I went to BIG LOTS and found a group of dolls I had never heard of: KENYA Fashion Madness. I hope the little girl who gets 'em LOVES 'em!
Today I went in to get lab results for last week's cholesterol screening. Since I stopped taking statin drugs to reduce my cholesterol, I figured I'd better go see how things are comin' along.
The results were HORRIBLE!!!!!! ABYSMAL! AWFUL!
My cumulative cholesterol total was a WHOPPING 319!
HDL was 63.
LDL (the wretched stuff) was a RIDICULOUSLY HIGH 231!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I mean, man, I felt SICK! Figuratively, thank goodness. Not literally!
What alarmed my nurse practitioner, though, was my Creatine Kinase total: 1401!!! The "normal" range is 44-196. WHAT THE F*CK!!!!!!!!!
The nurse was so concerned she gave me an EKG. It was fine. As was my temperature and blood pressure. Before I left, though, she took more blood and a urine sample. We're determined to get to the bottom of this Creatine Kinase business. And to find a way to lower my cholesterol WITHOUT damn statin drugs!!!!!!!
I wish Mama and Daddy were still alive so I could give each of 'em a couple of vigorous shakes for passing down there cholesterol craziness!!! LOL
I'm watching my diet like a hawk now! I have to stick around 'til I'm READY to GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
One of my fave fraternity brothers, JEFFREY, sent me a text of this pic a few days ago. It's a postcard I sent to the mother of another fraternity brother waaaaaaay back in January 1988!!! He found it when he was just at his parents' house, cleaning out the place after the recent death of his father. At the time I sent that postcard I had just moved to NYC from Indianapolis and wanted to reach out to one of the kindest ladies I had ever met. Heck, I really got to know her when I begged her to come see my one-man show at The Indianapolis Civic Theatre. And by golly, she came! And brought people with her!!!!!
Mrs. MARY M. SPOERLE earned her heavenly wings back in January 2013.
I hope and pray she can see me writing this posting about her. It really makes me feel SUPER SPECIAL that she held on to the postcard all these years.
Listening to Iyanla Vanzant explain who she WAS and who she currently IS really shakes me to the core of my being.
I fled Indianapolis in 1988 with the sole intention of recreating myself in New York City. Professionally, I ditched my surname and only went by my initials: CAM Jr. A new man had emerged.
Well, what I didn't know is that changing one's name doesn't necessarily change one's state of mind. I may have had a different name, but I clung to the same ol' thoughts I had in Indiana: a person is SUPPOSED to know where his next paycheck is coming from. And WHEN it's coming! So, I got a full-time job and had never felt more MISERABLE!
Other young, aspiring performers I knew were living with one or more roommates, working as waiters, taking acting lessons and going out on auditions. I had NONE of those concerns, 'cause I was working to pay for my leased condominium in a doorman building.
I lived in that condo for 10 years before I decided I had to make a change. So, I went away on a one-week vacation from my full-time job at MACY*S and never returned. Leaving when I did was STUPID, though, because I had made no prior preparations for the loss of income. I mean, yes, getting out of the joint was something I HAD to do for my own sanity, but I could have been MUCH WISER about my departure. Saving for a year or two before I left, just like I did before I left Indianapolis, is what I SHOULD HAVE done!
I moved to Brooklyn. Had a roommate. Got a hosting job in a restaurant. And was STILL miserable!!!! I lived there for damn near two years before I realized I had to make ANOTHER move! But this time, I was smart about it. I got myself cater-waiter gigs with two or three different catering companies and stashed away EVERY cent I could. I mean, I sometimes worked seven days a week. Heck, some days, I worked TWO catering gigs. I knew I wanted to have as much money as possible before I made my move. And WHERE was I going?
Sunny Southern California!
I arrived in L.A on January 9th, 2000. I stayed that month with a friend who had moved from NYC a year or so before. Anyway, I bought my FIRST car (a $2500 '84 Mustang) leased a tiny apartment that February, and was off and running! Catering was my source of income. And, dangit, before I knew it, I had replaced my full-time MACY*S gig with full-time CATERING! What the f@#!
Fast-forward to right now: December 1st, 2014, and where am I?