The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » Time After Time Captain Imperfecto and Mimie March 14/15, 2013 Time after time, I think I healed myself mentally, but then I think of you and remember why sunny days sometimes feel blue. I may laugh and see the lighter things in life now that I have some time and distance between your death and my reality, but you're always one memory away.   Time after time, day after day, your life still hasn't receded as an afterthought because your spirit still resonates among the ones who knew you best.  The ones who love you miss your smile, laugh, and humor. Your spirit is the one thing that the tides of life can not pull back into the abyss of the deep blue sea of oblivion.  Time after time, through movement and sound, I sometimes think I catch your glimpse from the corner of my eye or hear your voice from a far-off distance, only to realize that you aren't there. When I think there is nothing left to believe in, one of your sons comes to me and hugs...

You are here: Home » It's Not an iPhone Front: Nico Rear: Christopher at a local water park.  March 6th, 2013 It was my birthday. Gift buying is pretty simple for me. If it has fancy moving lights or a tool that unfastens bolts, I’ll like it. But on this birthday Mimie introduced me to the world of Apple. The closest I ever got to an Apple was an Apple 2 in 4th grade in the 1980's! I had heard of this new phenomenon called the iPhone through news reports. And really, I kind of scoffed when I saw people standing on line for one. But I have to admit, I thought it looked kind of cool. I even mentioned to Mimie that it would be nice to own one myself.  The moment arrived to open my gifts and I was handed a pretty wrapped box. I had to grip the bulky thing with a wide grip, but it was definitely something small enough to assume its practical use was hand held. "Hand tool? It's a hand tool isn't it?" I said. "Just open!" she said unabl...

You are here: Home » Happy Birthday, Son Nico getting caught in the cookie jar March 1st, 2013 // Happy Birthday My boy just turned 5, happy birthday, son. I appreciate this age. Deep down I wish he’d stay this way. His truth in his words, the love in his heart and compassion in his soul, that he shares with me, appears to be as equal as mine. But deep down there is no comparison to a fathers love for his son(s). There will be no greater accomplishment then to see my boys grow into men. The hard work and sacrifices I will make for them as they grow up will only be appreciated when they themselves, hold their own child in their arms.  I didn’t appreciate what my dad did when he raised 4 of us on a shoe-string budget. Not to begrudge my mother, she did her best. She was the one who bore 4 kids at the ripe old age of 18. I guess when she turned 25 she wondered what was in it for her, this world, and decided that she had her own dreams to discover. My dad did what he had...

You are here: Home » 7, 10 Split Near: Christopher Foreground: Nico February 26th, 2013 I needed to change up the activity with my boys after I picked them up from school. So I decided to take them bowling rather than the same old stuff we usually do like the playground, indoor playground, mall playground, city playground, park playground, okay, well, you get the point. [As I drive past all the same ole, same ole parks.] Fun for them lately has been running up the stairs and then sliding down the slide. [Repeat] Run back up the stairs, then back down the slide. But watching isn't stimulating, so I participate in the action. But after a few stares...from the other kids, who are trying to go down the slide and patiently wait for me to leave, I sulk back to the bench area and wait. Currently, they have yet to play any kind of organized sports. So I figured I would break them into the sporting life beyond the iPhone and let them break some bowling pins legally because, k...

You are here: Home » Days Gone By Captain Imperfecto and Air Force 1 February 19th, 2013 The times have changed rapidly since last March when my wife died, and man, do I need to learn to change with them. I’m not talking about me acting as if I am some kind of Neanderthal and not evolving with my environment. I mean in everyday life.  In everyday life, I see others go on with their day-to-day activities. For instance, the people in my life are transforming themselves into the current times that life has brought them in today’s world since last March. In a sense, they are going with the flow or rolling with the punches, so it seems, at least, by the looks of their smiling Facebook photos. For them, the year is just another year filled with their own trials and tribulations. But now it is time for me to man up and get on board or fall behind even further. I need to come up for air eventually. I have stood on the sidelines long enough, and now I have decided to engage in life...

You are here: Home » Taking on the Run Left to right: Christopher and Nico February 12th, 2013 My kids run. It's all they like to do. Whether they are at the store, on the street, or in  the house, stationary position, is not in their vocabulary. It doesn't matter where they are, they just go, go, go. The energizer bunny has nothing on them. And it's not because we're any where fun, that is chocked full of activities. Nope, it’s like running is ingrained in their DNA. And the hard and perplexing part is, I'm missing that gene, because I hate running. And unless I'm at the gym or chasing a bad guy who just committed a crime, I don't even think about running. Hell, I don't even want to power walk.  My kids run so much they have better pecs then I do. I wish I had these kids in my 20's because my body would be ripped with muscles bulging through my shirt. I can’t contain their energy, I can only hope to keep up with them, but it’s easy f...

You are here: Home » It's Okay Daddy Captain Imperfecto and Mimie anniversary dinner 2011 February 05, 2013 It’s okay daddy, we know that you're going through a tough time and just because we are kids, it does not mean we don't understand that people go through these hard times, when they lose a loved one. We know one day, daddy, you’ll explain us why you cried so many nights, but not today or tomorrow, just tell us in your own time. I just want you to be happy, because we love you more then anything else in this world. Nothing else matters, to us. I realize daddy why your sad. Its hard when someone close to you dies. They aren’t coming back but they are always here watching over us. Mommy's within us, because she helped create us. She sees the world through our eyes, daddy.  She’s all around us, because we can feel her, touch her, in our dreams. You don’t have to explain daddy, why mommy isn’t here. Life happ...

You are here: Home » Have Boat Will Travel: Pizza, Ice Cream and... Left to right: Christopher and Nico fishing in in the Atlantic This story turned into a small series, Have Boat Will Travel. This is the final part, part III Pizza, Ice Cream and... in the series. I was only going to write one blog. But it turned out to be almost 3,000 words or more. So, this story is written and will be released once a week throughout January. I hope you enjoy! January 30, 2013 My guys look at me and smile. There is no place they'd rather be. But the sun and fun make way for hunger pangs that intrude on the day's activities, so it's time to move on.  We pack the boat and head to the public docks, leaving our island dreams behind. Pizza, Ice Cream and... I glide my boat up to the city docks stretching just beyond the downtown entertainment district. I thrust the boat power to the engine back and forth until she gently floats into a slip while the momentum brushes her up ag...

You are here: Home » Have Boat Will Travel: Island Dreams Left to right: Nico and Chtristopher on a boaters island This story turned into a small series, Have Boat Will Travel. This is part two, Island Dreams, in the series. I was only going to write one blog. But it turned out to be almost 3,000 words or more. So, this story is written and will be released once a week throughout January. I hope you enjoy! January 21st, 2013 [excerpt from Underway, January 14th] ...I wipe the sweat from my brow, clean the tears from my eyes that the salt from my sweating skin had drawn out, and clean any blood from the nicks on top of my skin caused by the preparation to get that boat ready.  I grab the boys, and we head out with our boat for some fun in the sun and get underway... Island Dreams When the stress of life accumulates on your shoulders, weighing you down, draining your spirits. Your mind looks for ways to release some of the weight on your weary body.  And wh...