The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » Get Lost in Some Rock n' Roll September 19th, 2012 My sons love to dance. They dance without a care in the world. Grant their cookie request, boom, they begin to Rock n’ Roll. Tell them, “ We are going on a car drive.” They start to move and flow while they Scream and Shout . Let them know, “ will be on the boat” and they’ll start to Boogie Down . And the mere mention of Disney World well, they will definitely Groove Tonight . Their dance routine starts the same. They shimmy their shoulders, alternating them individually forward and back. Both boys shift their hips in unison to keep up with their free wheeling shoulders. They bounce their knees as if their knees were on springs, bouncing all about without lifting their feet in the air. But then slowly lifting the back of their heals as they rise from the ground, until they reached the tips of their toes, then slowly go back down. There is no music to go along with their dance. No Electric...

You are here: Home » Pay No Attention to the Man Behind the Sign September 17th, 2012 I sit behind the tempered glass window of my car, staring out into the world and over at the man on the corner. He’s holding a sign with thick black lettering drawn, begging for help. I don’t help him, and I don’t look away. I don’t give him the dignity of being human by not acknowledging this man needs help. I just sit in the safety of my car while the air conditioner blows and gawk at him, relieved that that isn’t me. He is a man. Made from the image of God, he stands before me with little fanfare from those of us sitting around him. He is someone’s father, brother, uncle, and friend. And yet I do not lift a finger to help him. I sit here, protected behind my tinted film attached to the very glass that acts as a force field shielding my pity but none for him. The pity I hold for myself, for hoping he’ll go away. I pray that he’ll somehow find his direction in life because when I drive o...