17 December 2008

Scrub Away

Things went wrong for me this past week. Very, very wrong.

It all came in a dramatic flourish. Remember my nightmares about the overflowing toilets? Well, it did come true. It didn't quite happen as dramatically as I had envisioned, but nonetheless, it did come true. The nightmare was a portend of what my life had come to signify: too much of nothing good.

So, I've since flushed away the proverbial crap, and I now have a fresh, clean bowl in which to dump all the negative forces that continue to assail me.

It's going to take quite a bit of work to clean up all the residue left behind, but I'm armed with some good cleanser and good, determined scrubbing abilities.

Life Lesson #3107: Always have a spare toilet.

03 December 2008

Circa 1945



I found this photo of my Dad, his three brothers, and my grandparents taken shortly after WWII. They had hidden in the mountains after Japanese soldiers had occupied their town, which is located approximately 240 miles southeast of Manila. This photograph was taken after Japan had admitted defeat to the U.S. in 1945 and had left the Philippines. They had been hiding in the mountains of Luzon province for more than two years. All their other family photos prior to the war had been destroyed when they fled their home.

Someday soon, I will document my Dad's story.