The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » 2017 New Year's Resolution Boys having fun before seeing Santa Claus. December 15, 2017. December 29, 2017 Well, if nothing tragically happens to me in the next few days, like death. I have lived out another year. Goodbye 2017 and now onto the year, 2018.   Let the champagne flow into my champagne flute and may the confetti rain down upon on me as if I was swinging on a pole at some sordid strip club. Let the New Year’s resolutions commence. Wow, 2018 is here and only two more years until this decade come to a close. It is already hard fathom a year coming to a close. As evident by the comments we hear at least half the year gone, “Man can you believe it’s Halloween already. Wow, Thanksgiving already? Damn, it’s Christmas.” But I’m even more taken a back when the decade is nearing its expiration. At least I will be able to review it again when VH1 plays the television show, “I Love the 2010’s.” 10 years nearly gone. That is more dramatic ...

You are here: Home » Christmas Miracle Christopher and Nico Christmas morning, December 25, 2017 December 25, 2017 *Fictional story Confined to my wheelchair, I feel depressed and upset that I can't participate in many things that people who can walk take for granted. The plastic of my seat sticks to my skin. I can't move around objects without worrying that I will knock something over. And people just don't know what to do when I'm around. Do they help me? Do they not help me? They are so confused. Yes, help me.    Every year, my Christmas wish is to lift myself off this steel frame and walk under my own power. What I wouldn't give to feel the blades of grass tickle the bottom of my feet. I'm sure I would giggle. Was it due to the grass or the excitement of walking? Christmas seems so right to ask for this special gift because of the magical atmosphere around me. And yet, every Christmas will pass, and I know I will still be stuck in my wheelc...