The SnapClap

Check out beer haiku daily.  It combines two of my other loves, beer and poetry, how great.

“Beer is living proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.”
-Benjamin Franklin

I love beer.  But if you had to nail me down to a favorite, I’d be hard pressed.  I like yeungling.  I like Bud.  I like Belgian beers too.  I have found myself on several occasaions taking pictures of my beer before I drink it.  So to all the beer lovers, here’s to you, cheers.

p.s. the above picture is pretty old, I was still using film at the time, so I’d put this at about 2003 or so.  As you can see I was using a fisheye (you can see the case to your right).  I must really love beer, I rented a $1600 fisheye lens to take pictures of beer at the bar?  I’m crazy. 

As you may already know, my new wife and I are honeymooning in Paris, France and its pretty awesome.  Whowever said that the food here is great was NOT lying, I just want to eat everything.  They have awesome sandwiches and breads, pannini and all that stuff.  I’m gonna have a nutella crepe today, I can’t wait.

But, one thing we noticed right away was dairy.  These cats over here do dairy real well.  There was a whole aisle in the supermarket  for yougurt.  Like a whole aisle!  It was crazy.  Also, they put eggs on everything; pizza, humburgers its crazy.  Check out the pics.  Also, breads and pastries of course are just perfect.  The desserts we had at the pizzeria were like on some gourmet level, it was dope.  Anyway, just wanted to give a quick update, I’m sure I’ll have more stories and pics when we get back.  Enjoy, PEACE.

-cb

I just resigned from my previous job. I had a great experience but I need to move on to greener pastures. I’ve been considering a few opportunities and browsing around the web brainstorming ideas. Fortunately, for me I stumbled unto Andrea’s Consulting Journal. Andrea’s website consultantjournal.com is a treasure trove of resources.

I’ve considered becoming a consultant before but never took it seriously. However, I’m working my way through What Color is Your Parachute right now, and I’m finding that I have a penchant for observing and studying various systems and mechanics, researching difficult questions, investigating, locating answers and then conveying and sharing that information with just about anyone who’ll listen. It’s hard for me to hold my tongue, and NOT ask a million questions. It’s difficult for me to hold on to information and keep it for myself; sharing knowledge is somewhat of a compulsion of mine. As a result I’ve always been told that I should look into consulting. Once I finish the book and reevaluate my career, I’ll pair my findings up against some of Andrea’s information and see if consulting is right for me.

Speaking of information, consultantjournal.com features a ‘becoming a consultant FAQ’ and several posts that explain the ins and outs of consulting fee schedules and interesting ways to market your skills to potential clients. Andrea even goes as far as to explain how to avoid search engine optimization and ‘work from home’ scams. Andrea’s pretty much got consulting covered.

So, check out Andrea’s blog, it might be a good idea if you’d like to become a consultant.

i love you like everything
i love you like sunlight through stainedglass
i love you like summer sunsets after 8
i love you like saturday lazy naps
i love you like unopened presents
i love you like lotto winnings
i love you like kool aid smiles
i love you like hot food
like iced tea,
choclolate
tropical music melodies
the smell of the ocean as you near the beach
raindrops
flowers
ladybugs
like homade chicken noodle soup
sweet potato pie
like cinnmon apple maple raisin syrup spread
on hot cross buns baked with nutmeg and honey brown sugar,
like snowflakes and babies
like songbirds and the smell of leather
like an all of a sudden breeze,
like walking barefoot while blades of grass lick morning dew between your toes
like
like everything
i love you like everything

close 

we’re going away
it costs more than i hoped
who cares, we’ll be close.

I was playing around the other night while driving throught the parking lot known as the holland tunnel, and I had my camera so why not take some pics?  Here are the results.

I’m actually on my honeymoon right now, so I’ll be going to a more photoblog mode and posting alot more pics.  I hoped that my wife and I would be able to blog from Paris, ’cause that would be cool but I’m not sure we’ll be able to do that.  Besides, its our Honeymoon I’m sure we’ll be occupied.

At any rate, I’e been going back through some of my old photos and discovering some cool images.  The ones below are from July 11, 2004.  I used to live in Carroll Gardens Brooklyn.  Right next to Red Hook. What most don’t know is that on Sunday afternoons Redhook tunrs into soccer central.  There are about two to three simulataneous matches going on.  In addition there are tons of vendors who come out and sell all types of traditional south american and mexican food.  It’s really like being in a different country, there’s soccer and food and speactators; its pretty awesome.  Me and my fiance used to go to church and then go to the redhook soccer matches and get tacos, it was a perfect sunday.

p.s. this post is dedicated to my cousins who as of late have become big soccer fans.  PEACE.
 

Tyese, I love you more than anything else in the world.  You are my best friend and I could not have picked a better partner to ride life’s roller coaster with.  It would take a life time to repay you for all the things you’ve contributed to my life;  funny enough, thats just what I have to give to you.  Let’s celebrate our forever.  I love you TT.

a wedding haiku for tyese

can’t wait to see you
in a long white wedding dress
standing next to me

tyese i love you
you clean the gunk from my eyes
when i forget to

would you love me if I went crazy?
stark raving mad
would you look into my glazed over
heavily medicated blank stare and think of times
when all I needed was to look into your eyes to go crazy

would you love me if I went broke?
can’t buy no food flat broke
would you look across our sparsely furnished table
and realize how rich we were to have each other

would you love me if I had parkinson’s?
like Muhammad Ali parkinson’s
would you ask me if I still loved you
and laugh knowing that I do; eventhough I said ‘NO’ by raising my left
eyebrown and looking at you funny, using all the motor skills I could
muster.

would you love me if i was lost?
couldn’t find my way in life lost
would you look at my confusion
and know that the steadfastedness of your love is my compass and guide

’cause eventhough I might be crazy, deranged, sick, broke, poor,
lost and/or confused; I’ll never ever stop loving you.

wednesday weekend haiku

its fun to pretend
especially on wednsday
that its the weekend