"Three Down, One To Go"

Dear Blog readers,

I begin this post with a confession; I do not have the slightest clue what I am doing. I admit with some degree of guilt that I am not a subscriber to my father’s blog. Why you ask? Well your answer is as good as mine. Perhaps it’s a fear of really knowing what’s going on in his head or maybe I’m just a lazy teen (I’m twenty for the record but sometimes have the ambition of a lazy adolescent). However I digress from my original point which is how lost I am when it comes to this blogging stuff, but I figured I could give it a shot since my father asked.

I had originally planned to ramble incoherently like a senile old man, but then I remembered how often the readers here get that. So I will begin instead with an update on the Life of Adrian. As I mentioned earlier, I am now 20 years and still have not found the secret to life, but getting closer by the day. I am currently working overnights at one of the local grocery stores. I am happily in a relationship with Amanda Krygsman and we’ve been together for just over two years now. I’ll be the first to admit it, but this is not where I thought I would be at my point in my life. However my goals of world’s handsomest smartest and most talented hockey player may of set the bar a little too high. None the less I am happy with life, plugging away day by day and am just trying to enjoy my life while it lasts, a quality I learned from my dear old pa and his experiences.

I cannot begin to explain how sublime I am with my father in these past few years, both my parents for that matter. We have our battles, more than I can count with all my fingers and toes, twice, but our relationship is stronger than ever I believe. Large in part I believe to my father’s illness. I am not speaking of the mental one however, I meant the cancer. I find it strange that such a horrible and wicked disease can do so much good for a group of people. I have personally never seen my dad in such good shape and it brings me some great deal of joy to see him as chipper as ever. However every silver lining has a touch of grey (The Grateful Dead), as my dear friend Chris’s father passed on Christmas day as a result of Leukemia. He was 60 years young and a great man and his memory will live on. I don’t want to leave you on such a damp note, but I am out of things to write about it. Instead, for the readers and writers benefit, I will throw a few quotes that put a smile on my face.

“I was sad because I didn’t have a pair of shoes for my feet. Until I met a man with no feet. I took his shoes, now I feel better” –George Carlin

“The man who smiles when something goes wrong, has found someone to blame it on”

“Time is a great teacher, unfortunately it kills all it pupils”

For those who are actually reading, I appreciate the courtesy and hope it wasn’t too unbearable. Also I would like to ask everyone to visit, or re-visit Paul Simon’s Graceland album. This is what music should sound like.

Peace and Love. Adrian

We must have done a few things right. Graceland was released 3 years before the child was born.

"Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
If you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water"---Paul Simon

love
peter