Friday, April 28, 2006

HAPPY HOUR!!

Its Happy Hour time!! Welcome to 'my bar'!!

Here in Fort Lauderdale is 83 degrees, not that humid, and partly sunny... Im having a cocktail..an Apple Martini.

We will be open all weekend. Bring your friends! What are you having!!??

Southern Sweetheart is the first one to arrive and she would like a melon ball. 2 or 3.. ? darn girl.. lets start you off easily!

Erika has waddled in after a well deserved shower and we are serving her a bud light.

{{Cheri}}! lets get you set for the weekend... a Shuddering Orgasm...

April stopped by and thought she missed it. Due to her last post, a bottle of Southern Comfort awaits.

SLOW WEEKEND.. many lurkers.. not too many takers... But we are serving all weekend long!

Des is stopping by!! B4 u go.. let's pour, a little Bailey's, a little Kahlua, some whipped cream, this should "fill her up".. what does that make ladies? A "blow job"! By the way, checkk out Des' tees store!

While the switch has been turn on the sign, I want to honour the last requests;

Here is the other Melon for SS....

Here is the Corona Light for my friend Lori (who doesnt want to tell
you Haulover beach is a nude beach.

Finally,Welcome Kate! Thanks for your nice comment. I scanned your blog and it seemed very nice too; I have to go back and spend sometime there. I focused on your "In Honor of My Mother" post. Go to my Feb archives, and take a look at my "Happy Birthday Mom" post. And in honor of that CHEERS!! Here is your Dirty Vodka Martini!

The Bar is officially closed! Stop by next week, and we'll get going another social gathering!

Thursday, April 27, 2006

3M (Most Memorable Moments) #1

TWO FOR THURSDAY
Two posts for the price of one visit
I have a challenge pending. It was set down by Lori and it was regarding my most memorable moments. As she well stated, what she did was harder than what she thought. Since she laid it on the line for me, not only I have been thinking about my end of the deal, but I have also kept notes, cheat sheets, I have been close to go and buy a small recorder and take notes like Doctors do, but I finally decided that evertytime I remember a most memorable moment, rather than being amused on my own, I will include you.

See, I have to be careful with those moments since many include work, and others include people whose names or situations I might not want to use. However, this morning I was reminded of one of those moments that I will never forget. And while I drink my BV Private Cellars 2002 Coastal Merlot, I will share it with you. Not that I am a big drinker (why does the penguin comes to mind) but ever since Hurricane Wilma I have obtained this habit. Well, they say a glass of wine a day keeps the Doctor away .. right..? I figure 3 bottles a week will keep a man safe of any leaks... Remember, Frost I am not!

My friend Gina stopped by my office today. Gina is beautiful. Rumor has it she was selected Ms Fort Worth, TX some years back! However, yesterday when this 37 yrs old woman was standing at my entrance for a second I thought all my years of making wishes have finally paid off!! Gina is on her second marriage with two beautiful girls. She first got married on November 1995. I officially met her a month prior to that. Not only did I think she was beautiful but we got along very well. The funny thing about that is that the first time I saw her, exactly 2 years prior to that, I completely dissed her. I told my friend as we walked in a bar and he pointed her out, 'what a bimbo'! Later on I would tell Gina the story and exactly what she was wearing that night at the bar. I also told her yesterday I would blog this story. Typical to our relationship, she quickly smile and surprised me with the question "so you are a blogger?". Many of my friends do not have the concept of the blog.

When we parted ways in October, we exchanged phones. "I will call you and you can come and play tennis with my husband and I" she said. I drew an assignment that December that by coincidence had me working with Gina. On Dec 2nd we were going to be together on the first day of that assignment. By then, I had heard the rumor, once or twice, that her husband had walked out on her two weeks after the marriage. As I saw her, I gave her a nice hug and a kiss, said hello, and I whispered in her ear that if she needed anything that I would be there for her. She tightened her grip on our hug, and I heard a sob. I held her for a while snuggly and ever so gently, enough to provide the comfort, but trying not to make it too sad of a moment for her. Immediately I became her confidant, her 'detective' partner, her best friend. Since we worked out of town, and she was spending a lot of times at her parents in Texas, (we live in Florida) our phone bills that month were over $300.00 for each one of us. Cells were not the in- thing then.

Gina's Dad had immediately started proceedings for Gina's divorce, trying to make sure that the guy didn't get a dime of the house. The substantial down payment was done with Gina's money from bonds her dad had been keeping for her since she was a little girl. I believe the amount was $20,000. Ernie, her dad, had a retired gig as an arbitrator; yeah, one of those guys you go to when you are getting divorce and you are trying to divide assets. So he definitely knew what needed to be done, and did not want any wrinkles on a simple case of a husband abandoning a home.

On Dec 23rd, the night before I was going on an out of town business trip to no other much more fun place than Cleveland, Ohio, I left Gina's house past 3am. This time it was different. Gina and I hooked up that night; right there, on the carpet on the living room. The moment left a rug burn on the small of her back that lasted more than I did. I drove home like a drunk man; wondering what the heck had just happened. This went on for the next couple of weeks.

Early in January, I happened to be getting off a plane at the Dallas airport. A small, thin man in his early 70's stopped me as I was coming out of the gate; "Are you Tony?" the man asked. "yes", I replied. "I am Gina's dad, Ernie. Do you have sometime? Would you care for breakfast?". I was definitely startled by all this. I am a very intuitive type of guy, and very analitical, so it did not take much time for me to figure out the reason for this encounter. As we had breakfast, Ernie questioned me on the emotional state of her daughter, ask me whatever I knew of the reason why the husband walked out (another woman), and not too much time had passed when he said that he could not let anyhing stupid ruined the divorce proceeding, and asked "Are you having sex with my daughter?".

History then recorded the following; the first puertorrican raper and rap hit('95) entitled "I, I, aayy aayy", and
the first sighting of Foghorn, a real cartoon turned man, at the Dallas Airport; "I said, I said, I said, boy, I said Im not a chicken". Hellooooooo... I was a 31 year old man... and I was being asked for the first time in my life, by a dad, if I have had sex with her daughter. Life does not prepare you for this. Believe it or not, that was the last time I had Eggs Benedict. I would have prefered confession with the pope.

So you are probably wondering what did I say? "Your daughter and I have become real close friends, and while I have grown fond of her, you can rest assured none of that is happening". You know what? His face said 'I dont believe you'!! If I would have been playing Texas Hold'em, it would have been the equivalent of me trying to bluff Chris Moneymaker with a 2 and a 3. Here is your first lesson to discover who is lying, when the answer requires either yes or no, guess what the answer should be? Yes or no. There are no long explanations; these are just window dressing and time buying. You did not have to hear my words, my face pretty much told the story. And I learned at that moment that with the incongruency of my actions I had disrespected myself.

That Melendez Most Memorable Moment was brought to you BV Vineyards.

BUT, while I think of others, here is something else I learned from Lori and I would like you to do; You see, the lead content in the water here in Florida is high. So Alzheimer's is already setting in. In your comments, I would like you te remind me of that moment you and I shared together!!!

Passing time while stuck on traffic.

Besides picking their nose, while stuck in traffic, do you ever wonder what is the person on the car next to you thinking about?? Come and have a ride with me.

Hugh, at 80, YOU ARE, and while be, the only American Idol!!!!!

With the exception of my Dad, I wont bow to another, earthly living man ( I might bow to Jesus if he comes during my time). But when it comes to you Hugh, I really have to think about it.

Who is the guilty party, Charlie Sheen or Denise Richards? My theory is, whoever gets to pick first is at fault! I do not pick the bad tomato out of the crop. Do you?

What is the one thing you would like to tell your boss? Besides the customized cartoon to your right, how about, "Sir your lack of planning does not constitute an emergency on my part".

Who the heck is Donny Deutsch and why does he gets to have a tv show?

During my lifetime, Richard Nixon and Jimmy Carter have been running neck to neck in the Worst President Award race. I really believe they got passed.

And speaking about horses, I might need one with these soaring fuel prices. And please, will some people stop telling me they are paying more in Europe and Canada? They are having more sex in Holland, and medicine does not cost as much in Toronto, so I am not making comparisons.

Would people start telling me what they are thinking and or feeling, rather than acting weird and having me guess? You would make life a little bit easier, and my guesses not as bad as the reality is.

And along those lines, I was wondering how empowering is to know things, and not letting people know you know them. A friend asked me once to come over and fix her computer. Nothing than a little disk-clean up, deleting temps and a defrag wouldnt take care of. But in the cleaning, I found all these cookies and spyware from porn sites her husband was visiting. The fun part is when we are all together and a related topic comes up, how he is the first one to judge those who do that. If observing people is fun, observing people behave when you know their reality is double the fun. Or even sad, if you care.

Is it me or is Brad, Angelina's bitch? Seriously, you seem like a very nice guy, but you are the man, stop following and do some leading.

Why do they call it Hump Wednesday? Think about it, how many times do you 'hump'on this day?

No seriously, check this out, Sunday I went to bed really late, and I got up early on Monday. On Monday I went to bed earlier than on Sunday, but woke up later on Tuesday. On tuesday I went to bed an hour earlier, and got up 30 minutes later on Wednesday than the morning before. Gee, thank God there are only 4 working days!! WAIT! What about tomorrow??? Is that why I wake up really late on Saturdays? Where is WHAM when you need them? On second thought, that is a nightmare on its own; I'll wake myself up before I go-go.

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Passion & writing!

pas·sion ((pshn)
1. A powerful emotion, such as love, joy, hatred, or anger.

I was once told I was a passionate lover. But, what did that mean? I tried to figure it out as I matured; I think I have. I have so much passion in me, a lot of times it is difficult for me to engage in an activity if it is not going to quench my thirst. In other words, if I play, I play hard.

The word passion carries the shallow connotation of being something
that it is express best in our sharing of emotions with others. The way we express our love, our joy or anger over that emotion. Couldn't it simply be that it is during those times that the emotions are so strong that they reach the level of passion? We hardly experience that intensity on our daily lives. On this same thought, the word passion could be easily exchanged with the word lust; as in lust for live. They are both intense, but one is often temporary, and not belonging to our spirit and mind.

A friend of mine once argued that the secret of life was in finding one's own
passion. I was just still trying to define it back then, so forget about trying to make sense of what she was saying. But, as I always do, and true to my nature, I do not let an issue go until it makes sense. And that is just simply, a result of my passion to grow, learn, understand and become a better person. How else are we supposed to find meaning in our lives or fulfill it? As Socrates stated, 'the unexamined live is not worth living'.

I think my friend was definitely right. If your passion is to act, and you find yourself on broadway, what a way of fulfilling your life! It does not matter much what you earn, or how many times you do it, because you are doing what you love! And then the question becomes, besides work, what are some of your other passions that fulfill your life?

I spent sometime today reading some blogs, and they are all so full of passion. And I am speaking of all the blogs I read. But, is the writing itself also a passion. I will have to say yes. Now, is it the writing, or is it the expressing of the feelings, or the longing to communicate our thoughts what fuels our writings?


Whichever it is, according to the definition at the beggining of this post, is just basically our strong love or hatre of a situation, and our joy in sharing it.

Friday, April 21, 2006

What are friends for?

So what are friends for? Really...

Open this on your computer so you dont miss it.!!


I got to my office today to find a very nicely wrapped gift sitting next to my keyboard. "Oooh a surprise, I love surprises!" Especially when I really have no clue of who could have left it there. It was a very nice, wood frame that read "FRIENDS FOREVER"with a picture; my friend Dee Dee and I. I love it! How nice! I don't think I was looking all that, but that's how it goes. And of course, to the right is my friend DeeDee. I just called her last week to say that I missed her and was thinking about her. She is married with a beautiful 3 year old girl called Taylor. She lives almost an hour away from me, so is not like we get together often. But, taking the time to do little things like this shows she appreciates me; and Im down with that.

If you read my post regarding Las Vegas, you already know how my friend Reagan hooked me up with some amazing tickets. I met Regg on a trip from Miami to NY, during the winter of 2003. She sat across the aisle from me, and as she tried to fix herself a place to sleep, I let her have my pillow and blanket. Nah, I am not that nice! She is just too good looking! I do not know how Regg and I clicked, but when you are exchanging text messages at 0500 am, there has to be some sort of connection. That is Reagan and I at the Aerosmith concert in early March to the left. As I told her that I was amazed at how she made sure she got me those tickets, she replied "Ton, given the chance I know you would do it for me." Okay; I can fall in a hospital bed tomorrow and I would not remember the shows I saw, but those words would make me smile as I lay there examining my life.

For a single man there are few things that can bring as much satisfaction as the respect or recognition given by someone considered to be a good friend. Or like Jack Byrnes would say "inside the circle of trust". While giving the best of you without expecting things in return becomes the norm, and little or big things 'happen in return', it not only gives meaning to your life, but it definitely provides the energy to keep living at a higher energy level. We can say it provides incentive, builds up our faith in people, and most importantly nurtures everyone's personal growth. A friend, like an exponential, multiplies life's highs. But it can also multiply the lows.

On the other hand, while we should not expect positive things in return, we never expect our friends to let us down either. Look, we all are going to have disappointments, or we ourselves will disappoint; the character of a human being is not found in whether they stand or fall, but rather in how they get up and continue. Furthermore, we do not expect to be kicked while we are down, but rather offered the a hand, the opportunity to stand up. The opportunity to understand. Friendship should overcome any other human frailties, shame, fear, pride, etc. We would not leave a human being physically lost in the middle of nowhere. Why would we leave a friend in an emotional desert? At times like this the opposite becomes truth, and rather than uplifting and life enhancing the relationship can become very self destructive.

Recently a friend gave me a candle as a gratitude for helping her out and asked me to "everytime you light it, remember the many times you were a light to me". I have not done that yet. I have determined that I would only light it the day I realize she still considers me a light in her life. And by doing that, she will be a light on my own. What are friends really for?

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Vegas Vacation!!!

So I am back from a great Vegas vacation (did you missssss meeeee?); and Clark Griswald I am not (although I did the Damn Dam tour).

I love Las Vegas! This time around I spent more nights (4) than I had before. The weather was great, and the place was packed. I have not gotten it completely right yet, but everytime I do something new and exciting. By the way, featuring on this post are my own pictures, taken with my TREO650, except the graphics for Cirque du Soleil.

I was planning to take sometime off in March like I usually do every year, however, my very close cousin had planned a vacation with his family and asked me to join them. It would damper my single man in Vegas status, but why not? The first point of business was to reserve a room. They would be staying at the MGM Grand, and as I started doing reserach I found some of the upscale hotels (Bellagio and Venetian) affordable. But it was about being with my cousin his wife and kids (one of them my godchild); so I ended up at the MGM.

In previous visits, I stayed at the New York New York (pictured above, left) and at The Aladdin (view from my room at that time, above right). While very pleased with any of these hotels, I was a little more pleased with the MGM (sorry my MGM pic is not as good as the emerald color that adorns the exterior). There are plenty of restaurants, an easy to reach food court, and their standard rooms are of good size and very clean. Also, it features a little bit less confusing lobby to navigate. The only bad draw is the walk to the center of the strip. And with it, the best show in Vegas, which is free. And that is The Fountains at The Bellagio. I do not seem to get enough of them.

On this vacation I got either blessed or lucky. My friend Reagan was in town, and she had offered to hook me up with some tickets. I did not set my hopes high, but she came thru and in what fashion. Reagan is just a very beautiful girl who chose to deliver me the tickets at the entrance of the MGM in a classic black Rolls Royce, with what I believe it was red velvet interiors, and a chauffer holding her door. "Can anyone please take a picture and send it to me" - I thought. She got my tickets for the Celine Dion, A New Day show, and for Cirque du Soleil's "KÁ". I always wanted to see Cirque du Soleil's "O", so I ended up buying tickets for that. In three nights I ended up scoring what could be the 3 hottest shows in Vegas right now. And they did not disappoint. While not being a Celine fan, this show if probably the best I have seen. Like with Lion King, it did not take me more than 10 minutes into the show to know I was watching something great!

The strip was full this week. As I departed the hotel this morning around 530am, the lobby looked like happy hour at 300pm anywhere else. Sort of a sadness engulfed me of not being able to enjoy this with someone else. Also, while going to the airport I had this awful feeling of not wanting to leave. As the Taxi driver reminded me, "have a safe trip back to reality"! I will fantasize again soon!

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Your Passion is Purple!

These little quizzes at Blogthings.com still amaze me. Someone once wrote to me that these were good when you had nothing to blog about. Well, maybe; but they are indeed fun, strangely and surprisingly pretty accurate.

Did you know that my favorite color is Purple? Well check the first quizz out!
Your Passion is Purple!
You've got a ton of passion, but you don't always wear it on your sleeve.If something truly excites you, you let your inner intensity shine through.But otherwise, your passion tends to morph into energy ... which you never lack.You're a balanced man, knowing when to turn on the fire in your heart.

What Color is Your Passion?


Here is the other one. I am a scorpio. The quizz says that my true love is a scorpio; someone like me?

Your True Love Is a Scorpio
Why you'll love a Scorpio:
Strong and sexy, Scorpio will overpower you into falling in love (before you even realize it!).You'll love being swept away by Scorpio - into a world of insane passion. Why a Scorpio will love you:
You don't mind letting your Scorpio take the reigns, as long as you know you're truly cared for.Loyal and devoted, you would never do anything to set off insanely jealous Scorpio.


What Sign Is Your True Love?

The next one is the age I act. While I am 41, I know that I act much younger; the quizz 'confirms' it. Although by the quizz definition of 40, my mind seems to be getting there.

You Are 30 Years Old
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?


And how about my inner child; yes, he is rarely cynical or jaded, and I cherishes the details of life.

Your Inner Child Is Surprised
You see many things through the eyes of a child.Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.You cherish all of the details in life.Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.

How Is Your Inner Child?


Hum... no words about the next one!!!

Your Heart Is Red
You're a passionate lover - you always have a huge fire in your heart.Too bad it's hard for you to be passionate about just one person!
Your flirting style: Outgoing and sexy
Your lucky first date: Drinks and dancing
Your dream lover: Is both stable and intense
What you bring to relationships: Honesty


What Color Heart Do You Have?

Finally, my favorite Ben & Jerry's ice cream is Phish Food (chocolate ice cream with pieces of chocolate, gooey marshmallow and a swirl of caramel) so I thought I would die if it showed up on this quizz. IT DID!!!!! I did not like the 'gooey and fudgey' part of it, but its funny!!

You Are Phish Food Ice Cream
You've been described as gooey and fudgey. Sorry.

What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?