Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Sadness of the past weekend / the tax man cometh!

G'day Everyone.

Some weekends are meant to end happy. Some weekends are meant to be moody. My Easter weekend in DC ended on a somber note. When I heard about the crime that happened to a friend of mine this past Saturday night, which took place in the early hours of the HOLY Easter morning in downtown DC area. Some where, one criminal is walking around very smug that he's copped some fast cash. But know what? That poor fool of a criminal has no idea that he's already been marked for death by God. What type of a person would rob someone on Easter? Only a fool who thinks he can get away with it and thinks he's all right with God. But that poor SOB will find his soul going faster to hell where he can live in eternal death and seeing the replays of his crimes in his mind forever.

But for me, I looked at my very friend of mine. That once friendly boyish man I knew became a stranger in my eyes. As I took him to the airport, he pounded on my car's dashboard, screamed, and uttered a lot of choice words. The transformation of my friend into someone else will be something I remember for a long time. The transformation paused just long enough for us when we got to the airport and I got him through security and down to the gate where I was lucky to get him a gate pass that allowed him to pre-board early. We only had enough time to say good-bye and that was about it. As he started for the gate, he paused a bit, turned around and gave me that boyish-man smile I knew and loved. But then the stranger in his face appeared and grew sullen. He walked down that ramp to whatever he'd choose to become now.

As I climbed back into my car to start my trip home, I found a little dent in my dashboard. I ran my hand over it and said a prayer for my friend. It'll stay as a personal reminder for me.

I hope everyone else's Easter weekend was better and enjoyable. For when I got home, I found a candy bunny. I went a bit savage on it. Ripped off the ears, then the tail, the feet, and finally the rest. I was thinking I was eating a mini-candy doll of that criminal and that I would digest him to death. ahh, no such luck. But it was good candy though.

Today is the day before the tax man cometh again. Get your taxes done today. Pay "Uncle Sam". But when you do pay it, breath a little prayer for our nation because we are in such a budget disaster, we may never be able to have a fair budget in our government if we keep overspending things. Just as long as the damn political people in congress keep adding those pork barrels to the law bills out there.

So for now, a bit of a somber semper fi.
laters.

1 comment:

Jim said...

You know through the eye of God, he is watching everyone including the person you once knew is now a stranger in your eye. As you also mention about the criminal, sadly people don't know that every second of their life is being recording for their judgement day. By the time they see their life flashes on screen on their judgement day, they are going to wish they had a second chance and feel bad about where they are going. I wish those kind of people the best of luck on their judgement day. Too bad you didn't stop by my house if you needed a hug because of the damage on your car. I hope you had fun eating the wabbit. But if you eat the rabbit's butt, he is going to have a very sore bottom. Ouch.