Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Monday, April 20, 2015

Keeping Rolling Rolling Rolling Rolling

Last night I watched Furious Seven with the missus; the latest (and probably final) installment in the modern The Fast and The Furious franchise, staring Vin Diesel and the late Paul Walker. Number seven was as good as number one, but different. I think I missed, or passed, on five and six.

Going back through the Furious adventures (via a nice tribute at the end of the film), I thought back through all the years of this blog and all its adventures, and how life has thrown one curve after another. Such is the ride that is life.

I've experienced blow-outs, burn-outs, crashes, citations, cruises, tuning, boosts, sideswipes, sabotage, losses, victories, and even switched cars a few times. I'm sure you have had your share of some of those too.

I'll be moving from the city this blog was birthed, in a couple of months. As part of this move, I'll be keeping some things, donating some things, recycling some things, and tossing out some things. I'm donating Epotlounge to you, with no more tuning (i.e. new posts). It's been maxed out. :). Thank you all for riding with me over these past seven years. Keep rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling!

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Thursday, November 27, 2014

What are you #Thanksgiving?


  • I woke up this morning and everything that's me works; mileage notwithstanding 
  • There's probably still more food than I can eat for breakfast in the fridge
  • Heat's working
  • Working today, with the option to do it remotely
  • The missus secured the bedroom so I could sleep in, until (wait for it) almost 8 a.m.
  • Got to wish pops happy birthday 
  • And of course, much more, including clean underwear ;)

Thursday, September 11, 2014

On This #911anniversary...

Remember to be grateful.
Remember to love someone.
Remember to forgive someone.
Remember what's important.
Remember what probably shouldn't wait until tomorrow.
Remember what to hold on to.
Remember what to let go of.
Remember you may be where you are for a good reason.
Remember right now.

Thursday, July 31, 2014

World War E

npr.org
E is for everything. Everything changes when someone you love or are close to, has a furious and potentially fatal illness. Don't kid yourself; it can happen to you. Like the lottery that is life, your number just may not have come up yet. Take nothing for granted.

E is for education. AIDS in the 1980s killed more people than it should have because of a lot of ignorance and prejudice driven fears. Don't be afraid to ask, if you don't know or are not sure about the state of your health. Don't take unnecessary risks with yourself or others. If you have a "friend" who you think may be infected, be a friend and get them the information they need, or at least point them in the right direction as best as you can.

E is for everybody. Everybody knows they need to clean their hands when they are dirty. However, we all need reminding of the best technique and it's importance.

E is for ego. I don't care how famous or/and rich you are (you know who you are). Go get checked if you know you've been compromised. There is no shame in doing the right thing for yourself and others. You'll get more support than you think. Plus it tends to set a positive example.

E is for empathy. Let's show some more. You or I may need some tomorrow.

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Sunday, April 20, 2014

"...old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new"*

A friend of mine asked via social media what was so good about Good Friday; Jesus Christ being crucified and all that (my words not his). He ended his question, by clarifying that it was a serious one. I know this friend pretty well, and it was a serious question.

He is of the Muslim faith and I am of the Christian faith. We have learned a lot about each other over the years with mutual admiration and respect.

His post got several answers. Some explained in brief. Some explained, but came off as a bit chiding. Some knowing that an intelligent and opened minded person asked the question, responded in kind. I simply thanked him for asking a serious question.

With all the intra and inter-religious-related violence in our modern world today, it's important, more than ever, that we each try to teach and learn from one another with humility and openness. It's important we treat each other with courtesy and respect. It's important to emphasize what we have in common, instead of emphasizing what we have in contrast.

I'm blessed in the sense that growing up partially in Nigeria, literally living next to Muslims (as I do now, coincidentally enough), that growing, learning, and living in a community of co-existing faiths is normal for me. While I know not everyone is in the same place, I also know the bridges we have in common can help bring us closer together towards healing our world, one connection at a time.

*2 Corinthians 5:17

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

"Everybody Hurts...

...sometimes. So hold on." - R. E. M. 
For you...wherever you are...whatever you're going through.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

#GenerositySpeaks

So last Sunday I was still not feeling myself after what I can only describe as male morning sickness. After watching the church service by live stream, I found our pastor's challenge of extending ourselves in generosity intriguing. There were even green rubber bracelets to encourage us. I wanted to text the missus to grab me a bracelet, but didn't want her texting mid-sermon either. I decide I would grab one next Sunday. When my wife got home, she smiled and told me she had something for me.

Today, two days later, I decide to make a trip to the library before work. I wondered about the green bracelet on my left wrist and what would become of it. After gathering a few books I headed to the checkout line.

In front of me was another brother, about a decade-plus older than me, checking out a couple of novels. I figured he must either be retired or on vacation. I thought, wouldn't it be nice to be retired so I could have enough time to finish any novel. When I snapped out of my fantasy, I heard the librarian tell the man that he had four dollars in fines due on his account. It seemed to take him by surprise.

After a bit of back-and-forth with the librarian, and eventual resignation about the fine, I mustered up courage and told the librarian that I would pay the man's fine. She recoiled, startled. The man kindly protested but I persisted in insisting, and explained to him that it was to help me understand something my pastor was trying to tell me. He smiled, and relented. He told me he was a pastor himself, and that the world would be a better place if more people acted like this.