The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » Christmas and Whatnot Nico (left) and Christopher at the Ice celebration at the Gaylord Hotel in Orlando December 2015  December 24, 2015 I celebrate Christmas. And 2015 is the year that Nico and Christopher understand why there is an 8-foot tree in the house. The tree dons twinkling lights, colorful balls, and   garland and is topped with Mickey Mouse waving a lighted lantern back and forth. A reference to guide Santa's slay to our tree. Unfortunately, the two haven't  quite  grasped the religious significance of December 25, a date picked to celebrate our lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. They only understand God when I say things like, "God no, Christopher, why did you do that?" Or, "No, Nico, for God's sake, stop climbing on there." Now, before you lash out at their dad about how "I'm a bad parent," let me give you some more ammo to judge me for my boys not fully understating Christmas place in knowing God,...

You are here: Home » Pressing Snooze Nico (left) and Christopher at a Christmas Ice show in Orlando, T'was the Night Before Christmas  December 10, 2015 Without looking over my shoulder, I reached out my arm, and with the very tips of my fingers, I pressed the snooze bar on my alarm clock. I never once opened my eyes and didn't need to know the time. It's 6 A.M. I know the dreaded time has arrived when I must place my weary feet on the floor and start my day. I'm enjoying what little rest the snooze function will afford me. The countdown has begun, though, from when I hit the button and the five-minute buffer before that annoying, "beep, beep, beep" noise begins to pierce my ears. I long to keep my eyes tightly shut and fall back to sleep while I do my best to forget that I must start my day. Someone has to pay the bills until I'm rich or win the lottery. "Man," I think, "there has to be like three minutes left of rest here in m...

You are here: Home » Foundation Nico (left) and Christopher  November 25, 2015 Trying to figure out these two kids psyches is a fun game of chess. Both my boys are beginning to emerge with their own personalities and interests so, as their dad, I’m trying to balance both of them with my own ideas of life as a lay a foundation that they will build upon through their own experiences. Thankfully, I’m a moral person because at this stage of their life, my influence, has a direct weaving pattern as their fibers intertwine and mold their mental strength that will dictate what kind of people they will be in society. I try to break them down when they’re strong, but not break them down to the point where they don’t stand on their own feet. I tell them “no” when appropriate but allow them some leeway on certain “no” to allow them to feel as if they some empowerment. I don’t want to bully them because I don’t want them to be a bully to someone else however, if they ...

You are here: Home » "To be or not to be..." Christopher (left) and Nico on Halloween Saturday bowling party.  November 11, 2015 Inwardly, I struggle to be happy. Outwardly, I exude happiness. Why can't I just decide where my happy medium lies? I can't pinpoint that decision because I don't always feel unhappy inside. And trust me, I have nothing to be sad about. Time moves on, and I have learned that I cannot stand around and assume that happiness will know. I'm waiting for happiness to notice me while standing on the sidelines of life. So, I chose to get in the game and make myself happy by indulging in the things that satisfied me before my time eventually ran out. Losing any more time that I lost during my first few years of being a widower would be regretful. Good caffeinated coffee can make me happy during my time there. The beverage will spill out of me in words, as you will find out when I talk your ear off about anything and everything...

You are here: Home » 313, A Halloween Short Story part I Nico showing off his new do. October 28, 2015 The house at 311 Bird Street sits on a corner and can see everything that comes its way. Legend has it that 2 bodies were buried under its foundation, and those dead control the house, living and breathing hearts. There are only 2 brave kids in the neighborhood who do not doubt the power of the house. They have seen its power with their own two eyes! One could easily trip and fall to the ground if you walked by the house. Coincidence? A car driving down the road could have a sudden tire blow out as it drives by. Was this an accident? Not! The children knew it was evil and were sure to drive their bikes on the other side of the street. They ignored the power of 313, but they felt the house leaning toward them every day reminded them to stay clear. The house wanted them, yearning for their youth to continue the house's rage for the next century. The house had an oc...

You are here: Home » 313, A Halloween Short Story part II Christopher trying on his Halloween costume. Paw Patrol! Chase on the case.  October 28, 2015 The older brother grabbed on old BBQ grill from the backyard that was hadn’t been used in years. Their dad surly wouldn’t miss it. It was small and round with 2 wheels and a handle so it wasn’t too hard to move. He located some charcoal, ready light and an old lighter in the shed. Quietly and without being seen he was able to set the grill up in an empty field not too far from the scary house. He pushed and pulled the grill into a good spot where he wouldn’t be seen. His little bother hid around the corner reading the crayon colored map the showed exactly where to place his cameras. He just waited for a sign from his bother. That is when the distraction would be set and for him to act. The older brother looked around and quickly placed the charcoal in the grill. Suddenly he heard someone walking by a...