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Life’s a Beach; that’s for Shore…

Well the summer is over. School is in full swing. Football is kicking in on the weekends. 

Good Bye Ocean! Good bye coastal weekends! As the King of Somewhere Hot I thrive in the summer. As the temps start to cool I become more of a normal guy I am afraid. Life can be a beach some times. 

I went to bed with this dilemma on my mind and the summer solstice creating odd moods and weird dreams. 

Like last night, I had this dream where I woke up to a spectacular sunrise… sunrise

My family and I rode bikes down to our favorite breakfast joint, Brown’s Donuts, home of the fresh, homemade, warm donuts. It was wonderful! So many choices! So little time… 

'Brown's Donuts are good but don't finger them all Skylar

‘Brown’s Donuts are good but don’t finger them all Skylar

After breakfast we peddled our bikes down to a miniature golf course. Our daughters tried to figure out the difference between putt-putt and hockey while I got to strut my stuff and the King of Somewhere Putt! 

'how hard did you hit that Daddy?'

‘how hard did you hit that Daddy?’

Later on our ride down the boardwalk we ran across these lowly pirates, begging for more money for the likes of hot caramel popcorn, frozen custard, or yummy fudge. 

My favorite letter is 'Arrrrgh', matey...

My favorite letter is ‘Rrrrr’, matey…

We rode our bikes back to the perfect beach! ….just as I thought my summer was over. ssurf ii

The water was nice. The waves were perfect! There was a coastal breeze coming off the mainland making the waves stand up and casting picturesque spray off as they crashed towards the beach; ahhh…shore.

The only thing keeping me from slipping into Margarittaville was a horse fly caught me off guard early in the afternoon, keeping me from completely relaxing with my Jimmy Buffett Ipod. Other than that odd twerk in my dream the beach afternoon was truly classic; a beautiful day on the edge of the continent. surf

What do you think it means in my dream? 

My girls loved it too. The day was so clear we could see all the way to Atlantic City it seems. My girls only noticed this surfer dude, asking me what he was carrying and what’s it for. I told them to stay away girls! Stay, far, far away! atlantic cityIn order to take their mind off this peculiar dressed surfer boy I took them to the local amusement pier on the boardwalk. Here they could find rides galore! rides galore

They got to ride some of their favorite spinny, thrilling rides…. WP_20140920_004

Plus, some old favorites like engineering Thomas the Train

Cheer up, the ride will be over soon...

Cheer up, the ride will be over soon…

My girls really love trains! 

The setting sun cast a spectacular view of the ocean at dusk. surf at dusk

We took a moment in awe of the beauty that this world has to offer.

A well manicured beach...a gift

A well manicured beach…a gift

We thanked God for allowing me to have this special time with my family, in contrast to how I was feeling a year ago. And we decided time was short so we needed to celebrate with one of the greatest gifts known to man…

FROZEN custard's my favorite

FROZEN custard’s my favorite

Kohr’s Frozen Custard!

What a dream! If only… 

If only it were real. If only I could relive it tomorrow. If only these stupid dreams weren’t dictated by some odd lunar effects. full moon

If only this was not a dream and we could relive all this fun tomorrow!

 THAT would be a dream for shore!

Have you had any weird dreams lately?

My Anniversary. Year one…

This Wednesday marks a very special anniversary. It marks the second half of my life. A year ago I had that famous / infamous surgery to remove the prostate cancer from my body. It was life changing in many many ways, as you would imagine.

But first, a word for you, my sponsor:

YOU rock!

Thank you for your thoughts and prayers during this time of my life. YOU rock!

I wanted to take you through an exercise where you have to imagine where you have to leave everyone you love behind; as well as all your goals, all the time invested already in the formation of who you are, ending. You think about things like that when the doctor tells you there is cancer in your body.

But I was a lucky one as my cancer was one of the comparatively easy cancers to deal with when caught early. But it still changed my life.

I tried to frame the whole experience in humor. I mean ya gotta laugh, right? Feeling sorry for yourself or trying to blame someone is so hard on the soul. No one wants to be around those types of people. Luckily my prostate experience was packed full if hilarious stories and images!

Like this one, where the morning before the procedure, where they shot 99 radiated seeds in my arse, I had to do number 2 while I was waiting? And so after I debated on the ‘the should ‘I or ‘shouldn’t I’s’ and how it would affect my operation down there.  I found my way to a private privy. Did the business. Tried to clean up using only one arm as the other had an IV stuck in it.  I tried to save the procedure by trying to sanitize my butt by sticking a glob of germ killing hand sanitizer gel up my crack in an effort  to prevent infection? Don’t ever do this! It burns in that little cubby-hole! It really does.

And so, in an effort to wipe the gel out of my butt I had to do a quick quarter turn to get the open back half of my surgical gown out of the way (remember, cause my left hand was holding an IV bag) so my hand with the wash cloth could wipe but as I did my quick quarter turn the gown would jerk back and cover it up and so I kept trying, doing my quarter turn thing, and the gown kept on covering it up and my wife was laughing hysterically as it looked like a dog trying to catch his tail? Do you remember that? You can find that and a few other humorous stories from the day of my procedure here.

Or remember the post of the Saturday morning when I was to go in and donate a ‘sample’ of my prostate to be analyzed (biopsy) only to realize the good doctor meant sample as in plural. I found there were 12 shot glasses in this little torture chamber that Saturday morning each awaiting a different section of my prostate to dissect and analyze to the exact location and extent of the cancer? And not only was he going to stick this intrusive needle in the front of my rear, but also a little light, a camera, a finger, a nurse or two to hold his stethoscope…

YES…Life changing!

And who could forget these images from the inserting-99-radioactive-seeds-in-my-prostate procedure?

Green with radiation!

Green with radiation!

Stylin' and Profilin'

Stylin’ and Profilin’

It was Plum scarey!

It was Plum scarey!

Yea, kinda like that....

Yea, kinda like that….

Why I found out my little cancer even has its own page of jokes on the Internet! Like this one:

A man elects to have a prostatectomy (removal of the prostate) and asks the surgeon to try to spare and save the nerves that produce an erection. Well, he goes into surgery and wakes up in the recovery room and sees his doctor.
Man: So how did it go?
Doctor: I’ve got good news and bad news.
Man: Give me the good news first.
Doctor: We were able to save the nerves.
Man: That’s great news! What’s the bad news?
Doctor: They’re under your pillow.

There were also a multitude of masturbation jokes that suggest that practice is actually healthy for a prostate. But I won’t touch them here. Although some of them can’t be beat!

So, yes, humor to lighten life’s load.  …Oh I hope you think these things are funny. I can’t afford to lose any more readers!  🙂

Now, a year later, I feel better than ever after all this too, although I never ever felt sick to begin with. I may feel a little older, but for an 85 year old man I feel pretty good!

And so occasionally I think about, “Why me?” “Why did I have to go through this?”

Do you ever do that? Try to find reasoning behind the good or bad in your life? Why me? I have no clue. But in trying to find the answer I started reading the Bible; for the first time in my life. It wasn’t to get all religious or born again or anything. That’s not who I am. It was simply an attempt to get to know God a little bit better, and maybe help me figure out ‘why me?

And also say, “Thank You God!” Cause my outcome could always been a lot worse.

And through this God gave me a new theme song on the day of my cancer analysis, that it was Not My Time, by Three Doors Down,  That song serves as a constant reminder of what my life is and what could have been.

‘Cause all this time I’ve just been too blind to understand
What should matter to me
My friend, this life we live, it’s not what we have
It’s what we believe in

And I believe we all have a purpose in this short life of ours. Mine may be to serve, lead and / or spread hope. What is yours? Carpi Diem!

Yes, I also believe the time is now. My friends, don’t wait! You don’t know what lies ahead. Live YOUR life now! You can’t take it with you.

I now believe I should try not to take the normal blessings in our lives for granted. What would you miss the most lying in a hospital? Think about it. Stop and smell the roses. Take a moment right now and fill your lungs full of oxygen…go ahead, I’ll wait.  do it just because you can. Someday it may not be so easy.

I believe some friends and family in my life have really stepped up this last year for me and really made a huge difference to me. One or more have changed my life for the better. Thank you!

And, while reading the Bible and trying to get to know God this year was not what I expected it to be, I did discover that God does things; simple things and big things. God is love and He does things. I can’t really say that reading the Bible has made me a better person (as evident by my twisted humor). After all, hypocrisy in some religion is what kept me, and many others, away from it I imagine. But I have become more aware and not so alone. There is always someone I can talk to now I’ve found.

So these are just some of the new discoveries since my eventful September 17 last year. I have tried to document several other things last year via this here blog. I hope you can find some of the things amusing.

Because ya gotta laugh, right? It is the best medicine!

And, I know that every day, me and you, have so much to live for, to be thankful for; more than we can ever imagine or appreciate.

So much to live for. The rest of your life awaits

So much to live for. The rest of your life awaits…

So stop reading these blogs and go out and do something already! There is soooo much to live for!

I love you all! Thanks for your time….

“There might be more than you believe
There might be more than you and me
And there might be more than you can see

But it’s not my time, I’m not going
There’s a fear in me, it’s not showing
This could be the end of me
And everything I know.

But I won’t go….”

Hot in Labor

“I’ve traveled all around the world
And there are places that still stand out to me
But none can really quite compare
To my Isle of Palms by the sea

beach picnic

My personal Utopia
A place to run to where I can hide away
Where I can truly reign supreme
Somewhere Hot yet clean and where a man can dream”

I’m king…

And true to form the week before this  for your Majesty had to get fitted for a brand new crown!

Exciting, huh?

Every King of Someplace Hot should have a shiny new crown for his adoring subjects, right?

So the Tuesday before Labor Day I had a Hot date for my royal fitting. I was escorted back to the royal ‘Crown Fitting Chambers’, told to put my feet up, as I awaited my fitting and crafting of my brand new crown.

It was so majestic!

dentist 2 Ah, but it wasn’t all fun and games. My new crown required intricate craftsmanship! But it was guaranteed to enhance the smile on my face!

I hate getting old...

I hate getting old…

Later that Labor Day weekend, I had news that my alma mater was going to play my other alma mater in a college football game on Saturday. Yes, Coastal Carolina (my 4 year school) was going to take on the Citadel (6 year school). The Coastal alumni courted their king’s presence more than the local Citadel alumni so I attended a fun little pep rally under their tent, complete with food, beverages, and FREEBIES!



It was my first college football game in some time, and the first ever for our girls. The Citadel starts off every home football game with a parade it turns out. When all the enrolled Cadets enter the stadium of this military type university, they all must fall in line and enter as a unit, complete with a bag pipe procession to announce their entry. It was kinda impressive on this Hot Labor Day Saturday night!

Yes, I have been King of Somewhere Hot again. And it has been Hot here this past week. The thought of September always brought thoughts of moderate temperatures but not this year.

So Labor Day we loaded up the car one more time and headed out to the beach. It was lots of fun again. The ocean temp was VERY nice after the Hot weekend. it felt very tropical and refreshing. But I didn’t get to spend much time there as I had a job working with my loyal subjects building sand castles!


And, like any great scenic resource, the sea always brings new and extremely curious and interesting discoveries each time we visit. Last weekend we discovered they really do exist! They are not mere folklore but actual, living sea creatures.

I am talking about those ever elusive




We had a great time at the beach Labor Day and you couldn’t help but break out the Pineapple Song and do a little tropical jig there on the beach

 I love it when it’s Hot! It’s so much fun….

“…..Someday I hope to find my queen

I know she’ll come my way
I’ll give her all my love
It’s not a complicated thing someplace I can swing
And she treats me like a King

I’m King
King of Somewhere Hot”

PS: it is due to be a bit cooler this weekend.

In fact, the kids say it might just get Frozen outside!

"you like it.....Hot?"

“you like it…..Hot?”

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