The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » Finding Hope Left to right: Nico, Captain Imperfecto, and Christopher at the Magic Kingdom March 29th, 2013 Getting my life together hasn’t been easy but I’m trying. I have been evolving with what I have learned through my own life and experiences. In-which we all should do as we grow physically, mentally and spiritually. And the one thing that I have learned is that I can’t feel sorry for myself. But sometimes it’s just hard- damn hard, not to allow those feelings of hopelessness to seep into my mind. Whether it’s a song on the radio that reminds me of an occasion in my life or a tune that reminds me of better days, I never know what can trigger my mind to reminisce into the past of what once was for me and the things that will never be again.  But you fight on to better times and make new memories while never forgetting the trials and tribulations, the good times and bad times of what got you to where you are now, in this time and place of you...

You are here: Home » Giggles from the Backseat Nico at a Pro Shop March 21st, 2013 It was a beautiful weekend to take the boat out with my boys. There was a soft wind coming from the east. The sky was blue. And the rays of the sun blanketed the earth. I wanted to play under its cover. The boat hardly needed any prep, and she was quickly ready to get underway. All I had to do was start her engine and spray down the inside to rid all the dirt that accumulated inside her. After she passed my inspection, I had to hunt my boys down and prepare them for the voyage. This should be easy - I thought to myself as I walked into the house through the front door. I surveyed the land, looking for them, knowing they couldn't wait to get on that floating vessel. "Nico! Christopher!"  I shout. Ahhh, back room - I thought. "Nico, Christopher!" Silence. I didn't hear their giggling voices, but I did hear their battery-powered 4-wheelers being driven in the backyar...

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...