Friday, February 17

Billy Joel ~ Miami 2017

Wow...it is 2017...and this song just hit my ears. It has easily been
over 8 years since I have heard this song.

Ladies and Gentlemen,
Miami 2017



Seen the lights go out Broadway

I saw the Empire State laid low
And life went on beyond the Palisades
They all bought Cadillacs
And left there long ago

They held a concert out in Brooklyn

To watch the island bridges blow
They turned our power down
And drove us underground
But we went right on with the show

I've seen the lights go out on Broadway

I saw the ruins at my feet
You know we almost didn't notice it
We'd seen it all the time on Forty second street

They burned the churches down in Harlem

Like in that Spanish civil war
The flames were everywhere
But no one really cared
It always burned up there before

I've seen the lights go out on Broadway

I saw the mighty skyline fall
The boats were waiting at the battery
The union went on strike
They never sailed at all

They sent a carrier out from Norfolk

And picked the Yankees up for free
They said that Queens could stay
And blew the Bronx away
And sank Manhattan out at sea

You know those lights were bright on Broadway

That was so many years ago
Before we all lived here in Florida
Before the Mafia took over Mexico
There are not many who remember
They say a handful still survive
To tell the world about
The way the lights went out
And keep the memory alive



Wednesday, February 15

20 Things of Moving Forward

To find meaning and to move forward from heartbreak is always hard. For one, I believe you never get over a loved one - rather love is kinda infinite. Thus, heartbreak being inevitable in one way or another; learning from that heartbreak is key to living a satisfying life (really just to live). I believe we don't "get over" something, instead, we learn where we fit in their life and them in our life. Once we accomplish this, we can begin to move forward.

I also had a few, two step forward one step back mentality. At times, things seem to be going well, then BAM-o not so much. A rollar coaster of emotion.

Here are some of my thoughts on moving forward (thanks to buzzfeed for helping out, I tried a bunch and some of my own)....

1. Ok, go big or go home - 2,000 piece puzzle.

2. Reclaim yourself. If you were in love, gave everything; I know I did - begin to reclaim it all back. Yes, it hurts so much. But, by going through it you will know what those moment meant, yes I miss that person, but now my happiness is solely up to me.

3. Watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Just do it. Don't ask any more questions.

4. Go to a brewery and ask, “Hey! If I was a beer critic, what beer would you recommend?” This actually worked for me. I did it to two brewery's I was impressed.

5. Seriously, browse an art gallery while holding your hands behind your back. When you find a piece you really like, stare at it, but be sure to stay at least two feet away from the piece, otherwise a security guard will step in and tell you to back off, ruining your moment of zen.

6. Get back into a routine with your exercising. I am running so much more. Over 100 miles since B-day. Game on for 2017. And I have been lifting more consistently, trying to pump myself up.

7. Get on Netflix and binge watch something amazing. For me : BREAKING BAD MARATHON. It some how ended up on my bucket list, and hot damn is it amazing.

8. Yes, I spent $50 bucks at the mall in the arcade room. Totally lost myself for a good hour and a half. Then it got weird. But, ya, worked-ish.

9. Realize what makes you great - it will take some time. I am still struggling with it. But, yes, find it. Hold on to it.

10. Paint and Sip - again

11. Write a letter. Write a lot. Write all of your thoughts down. Keep them. Keep a journal. Write.

12. Drive for hours. Drivvveeeee. Never ever underestimate how important a long drive is. Drove for 4 hours. Mission accomplished.

13. I wake up super early as it is, but this was something special about waking up just before the world wakes up. In freaking December I woke up at 5am and ran, lifted. It felt great. It was just perfect, no one was out. I ran in the middle of the road. Me and my thoughts. Very very thankful for this one.

14. Make this incredible soup : http://slowcooker-pasta.cooktopcove.com/2016/08/08/mix-these-5-ingredients-in-a-slow-cooker-for-a-soul-warming-dinner-treat/?src=fbfan_54623&t=fbad&k=lgvpdus017

15. Call your Mom. I always call my Mom, at least once a week. But I made a special moment to give her a buzz. She was surprised and I think to this moment is still a bit paranoid. Grateful to have her.

16. Talk to your friends - talk to as many that will listen. Share your feelings. Let them listen. Let others in (by far the hardest part for me). Talk. Talk a lot. Don't be ashamed to cry. When you are down, they are their for you - totally in the friend contract. I think this is one of the most important things I have learned - just how amazing my friends are, and how ok it really is to lean on them.

17. Walk through what you consider a beautiful area in your city/town. Every city has that place. I have two that are specially mine, and I wandered there multiple times. At some point, pause, take a deep breath, exhale, put your hands on your hips and then say, “Yeah…”

18. GO TO BRUNCH! ALWAYS - I REPEAT, ALWAYS GO TO BRUNCH.
Ah...soo damn good - The Blue Collar Bistro.

19. Hike a mountain. This may be the one that meant the most to me.

20. Ok, Thank you Buzzfeed. Single is not horrible. Breathing now.
https://www.buzzfeed.com/norbertobriceno/single-single-single?utm_term=.ujJL6Dz6R8#.jyY2MqJMav

I am a Ted and Robin combination. Still, some facts in this.
The reality is - time is the only way to make any of this work. These are just a few options to improve yourself, well helping time help you.

Wednesday, January 18

#BucketList Update pt. 1 - for another time items

Ok. So it begins. The first post in my journey to knock off as many #BucketList items I can in 2017.

There are a few on-going tasks that need to be mentioned and removed from the updates. These items for many many reasons will be future items. They are not off the table for 2017, but they are off the targeted list. There are more on the actual list, however, I like to set the bar high. And these are the once removed off the target list.


On going - These are ones that I will keep knocking out, as they are more long term items. Also, they are points of search, like the doppelgänger. -Field of Dreams Tour (4/30)
-Be a better person : will this ever end? I think not.
-Complete Motorcycle License - maybe by 2020

-Complete a half-marathon in every state (48 to go) : At my current rate - maybe 2035
-46 Fix (at 12) : At my current rate - maybe 2020
-Go to every state capital (13/50) : At my current rate - maybe 2030
-Write a book : At my current rate - maybe 2135
-Pay off D : At my current rate - maybe 2019
-Pay off S
 : At my current rate - maybe 2018
-Find my Doppelgänger : At my current rate - never-ish
-Meet Joe Scarborough and Mika Brzezinski At my current rate - never-ish
-Meet the Kid in the Front Row At my current rate - never-ish
-Meet Arnold Schwarzenegger : At my current rate - never-ish
-Meet Bill Elliott : At my current rate - never-ish

Future? - These items are more for the future, maybe. They involve working in various areas and field whose time may have passed. They are also items that just are not on the schedule this year.

-Attend the Olympics
-Go to the State of the Union: At my current rate - never-ish
-Run for Office
-Work in CaliforniaAt my current rate - never-ish
-Work in the NY State HouseAt my current rate - never-ish

-Work in the White House
At my current rate - never-ish
-Hike the Appalachian Trail : At my current rate - maybe by 2020
-Go to Africa : At my current rate - maybe by 2020
-Go to Hawaii : At my current rate - maybe by 2020
-Go to Ireland
 : At my current rate - maybe by 2020
-Hike Mt. Washington : At my current rate - maybe by 2020
-Hike the Rockies : At my current rate - maybe by 2020
-Learn to Fly : At my current rate - maybe by 2020
-CROSS COUNTY ROAD TRIP - maybe by 2020
-Survive to see my 20 year reunion - 2025

-Go to the Daytona 500 - maybe by 2020

-Fly in the Goodyear Blimp - maybe by 2020

-Visit Red Square in Moscow - maybe by 2020

-Bike from Portsmouth to Vernon - maybe by 2020

-Civil War-gasm (don't ask)
 - maybe by 2020

Maybe too much for right now - mostly the time is not right. Too strong of emotion for some of these. Just a lot. I think that says enough.
-Watch all of How I Met Your Mother (season 9)

-Spend a day, with someone I love, in New York City

So, at the moment, these are off the list. And I am ok with that.

Sunday, January 15

Ode to Mickey Mantle

I never thought I would live this long - so why not enjoy every day.

If I knew I was going to live this long, I'd have taken better care of myself.

In my mind, about 9 years ago I hit something I call the "Mickey Mantle Syndrome". I heard once that the great Mickey Mantle said  that he never thought he would live past 30, as his father and grandfather never did. Moreover, he lived as if it were his last second, every second...he drank too much, worked too hard, partied too hard; among other things. And this resonated with me.

I am not a partier, never have been. But, a workaholic I am.

In fact, I work myself into the ground.

I never thought I would live past 30. I thought I would do something, get hurt, get sick; something due to the amount of hours I was putting in. This was especially true when I was in the political world. And, if I stayed in the political world, I felt  I would not live long - and one day I figured I need to get out of this life. I thought about running away. I thought about separating from all that is good in my life. But that wouldn't have hit the note I needed to.

But, now, all I want is a future.
All I want is for more tomorrow's.
To see where the tomorrow goes.
Enjoy every single day.
Love every single day.
Seriously, I try to love every single day.

So, this is my note, my ode, the great Mickey Mantle. A man whose life steered mine in a small way.

Monday, January 9

My Yawp


"i sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world."

My Yawp
From the world. Across the land and sea.
I will send my word.
I will find a yawping stance.
I will find me and what I can be.
Louder, I will yawp like no one before.
I will picture Uncle Walt and find the Mad Man of me.
My yawp is mine, and I will embrace it.
To embrace it will equal my yawp to the world.
Finding truth that always leaves your feet cold.
My yawp.
Me.

Thursday, January 5

If by Rudyard Kipling



If you can keep your head when all about you   
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, 
    But make allowance for their doubting too;   
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, 
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, 
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, 
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: 

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   
    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster 
    And treat those two impostors just the same;   
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken 
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, 
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, 
    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools: 

If you can make one heap of all your winnings 
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, 
And lose, and start again at your beginnings 
    And never breathe a word about your loss; 
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew 
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   
And so hold on when there is nothing in you 
    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’ 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   
    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch, 
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, 
    If all men count with you, but none too much; 
If you can fill the unforgiving minute 
    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!