The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » Proceed with Caution Top: Nico righting Champ in the shallow waters of boaters paradise. Christopher looking on June 20th, 2013 I ran over a kitten today. I can think of 4 total animals that I have killed with my vehicle over the years that I have not forgotten.  My first incident was a raccoon. I was leaving a movie theater in the late hours of a Friday night. I was driving my car down a dark winding road when, from the corner of my eye, I saw a raccoon run out in the road. The far reaching lights from the city lightly silhouetted his body giving me a quick notice to prepare for an on coming missile. The raccoon was in full sprint. He must have thought he had crossing the street down however, he didn’t make it and ran in the rear left quarter panel of my car. I stopped on the desolate road and moved the caucus to the side of the street.  I was never a person to hunt. I just never grew up in a hunting home. Not to question anyone who ...

You are here: Home » Morphing out of Loss Top: Christopher, Captain Imperfecto and Christopher  June 10th, 2013 Standing on the edge of my twin daughters grave, I gaze off in the distance and stare at the location where my wife is buried and I wonder how we I got here.  Her final resting place isn't that far away from where we buried our girls that I can't see her and I hope, she can see me, standing alone where we once stood together to mourn the loss of Sophia and Gabriella. I can only wonder if she's there in heaven, bonding with the girls, at the same time standing with me, like old times when we'd visit our girls together. The sunshines down on me in the vast openness of the cemetery as the rays rest gently on my shoulders as if an arm reaching around me to console my sadness.  The sadness causes me to reflect on all the times I have stood in this very spot with my wife. My right arm draped across her shoulders, her face buried against my right sid...

You are here: Home » When it Rains, it Pours Front: Christopher, rear: Nico goofing around Note: Please do not miss out on the new website, www.captainimperfecto.com . It is very interactive and you will find all these blogs plus so much more there to do.  Registerer  an account. Save  favorite  blogs. An ADventure section, new mail  updates  and so much  more! Please, I hope yo see you there, and if you Facebook "liked" this page on the bottom please go to the official webs page fan page for Facebook and "like" us there! Chris May 28th, 2013 Just about everyone loves rainy nights, unless of course your outside stuck in it. But if your lucky enough to be safe at home while the rain splatters down upon the top of your roof then you can rejoice while enjoying the warmth of being inside. Preferably under the covers. The feeling of safety warms ones soul as the sound of the falling rain roars through the house like trotting horses across...

You are here: Home » Where's the Energy? Captain Imperfecto May 15th, 2013 I used to be in good physical shape. However, now, after one short year after my wife's death, I just struggle to keep my energy level high enough to tend to my 3 and 5-year-old boys. I just can't get motivated to return to a gym to improve those energy levels.  Before my wife died, no one could keep me out from the inside of a gym. Cardio and free weights were my stress relief. And now you'd think I'd want to lift those weights again since I've been so stressed out lately, but I don't. Working out my body was my outlet for feeling better about myself. Don't we all strive to feel better about ourselves? But the hours I had to go to the 24-hour gym were grueling. But I went so I could be consistent with my body. And yet, I never had to search as hard as I do for the need to get back in the sweatbox until now. I'm either too lazy or just over-tired. I choose the ladder...

You are here: Home » Contributing Causes Left: Nico, Captain Imperfecto and Christopher  May 10th, 2013 The adventures of children are always a contributing cause. That's one of the reasons I call myself Captain Imperfecto. If not for my actions, I could prevent just 1/3 of my boys' mischief. Which, in hindsight, isn't a whole lot, but it's a start. My boys have recently been fighting over the iPad. For a time, it was just my oldest son Nico (5) with exclusive rights to all its fun and games. But now, with Christopher, the youngest (3), becoming more tech-savvy, he wants more time with the iconic device. I decided to delve into my safe and dig out my old iPhone G3. Yes, I gave one of the boys a small handheld device loaded with games. They think there would be less confrontation with this new toy, and they would both be happy. The first thing I did was hook up the iPhone to my computer, which was a big mistake. iTunes locked my phone because it wasn't rec...

You are here: Home » Like Me Captain Imperfecto  In getting my house in order for the next move into another adventure this next step falls on you because I can not bring you with me. If your one of the over 2,000 people that I have “like” my blog directly, on this christopherfusaro.blogspot.com then will you “Like” my new website at www.captainimperfecto.com I can’t transfer you over with me. Or you can directly Like my Facebook fan page that is on this site and my new site. Facebook The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto. If you are a subscriber to my email updates I sent a new email to you from www.captainimperfecto.com   that may or could have ended up in your spam folder. Please check.  Also, for latest news up dates from the wild to the goofy and serious subscribe to the daily Top 7 Must Knows! I hope everyone comes along for the ride. I have to make this switch now, to this permanent home, before we get any bigger, and the information for the new s...

You are here: Home » Come with Me Captain Imperfecto at the helm  Come with me. To the far reaches of the ocean as we travel on a light breeze scurrying our bodies along the waters wake. The spray of the sea launches from the blue blanked and it  accelerates  into our face, but a light mist gently dances upon our skin.  Follow the aroma of the beach to travel to our never never land where we can find the shores of our new playground. Lets seek out our new adventures together as we untangle this thing called life. But lets not be afraid to fall in the sea where we may drown in our misery. But take a risk that we may float and survive the past as we travel into our unknown. Come with me to a place where we can read and laugh and celebrate life while placing are feet in the sand and forming our own space where we can feel the warmth of the sun on our skin. The adventure is just beginning, my friends. But I need you to come with me, so we won’t be alone in ...