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A Little More Homework (Reprise)

 In other news, well my writing class has ended and well it didn’t end of such a good note.


After weeks of the teacher feeding us tonnes of info, he wanted us to take on class and write out at least the basic outline for our screenplay. Now I have no problem with this and I welcomed the chance for some constructive criticism at this first attempt. What we got was a barrage of insults and threats from the teacher with the crowning comment: “ Boy allyuh lucky I don’t keep a knife here”


No I am not kidding.


People started to read out their taglines and synopses for their various screenplays and he just started to attack them about not paying attention in class. Now if this wasn’t the first time he was critiquing us or if this wasn’t the first time he was reviewing stuff with us, I would understand. But it was the first time anyone had written or even spoke on their actual writing.


Not to sound elitist in anyway (just pointing out facts) but the motley crew of aspiring writers in this class tended towards those who may not have paid much attention to creative writing or English as a language at any level of academia.  If most of this class got passed “A” levels I would be shocked. I know for a fact that Mr. Hyphenated name took a year off after CXC to “rest” (I kid you not). 


Certain words used in class were always met with raised hands asking for a definition. The word “Pantheon” was a prime example. So, it shocked me to realize that this guy thought he was teaching a bunch of T.S. Eliots or something, the way he was ripping their work apart and not understanding why their synopsis of the movie was filled lots of irrelevant facts.


When he came to me and I read mine out, he told me in a nice way that I needed a little more work on my tagline but that my synopsis was fine. (Steups!!) He real lucky he said that. Because I had a few choice curse words ready and waiting for him.  I left that class early citing a previous engagement. He told me that the final class would be the following week.  I never went back. If I need that type of abuse I think I’ll just sit with my relatives and let them just talk.


What started out as a really positive experience turned sour really quickly.  Oh well, you live and learn.


So what’s my next project? Well I recently started back playing tennis. I got a really good coach who runs me ragged on the court.  I always leave the court heaving and almost on the verge of passing out.  Once he sees a sign of steady breathing returning to me, he calls me back for another round. So I get like a one or two minute rest period. I am enjoying it so far but afterwards, I am no good to myself.  I just head home, have a shower and lie on my bed praying for the pain to subside.


I want to start swimming lessons but that adventure is for another time when I actually have a fitness level.


SONGS (In Heavy Rotation)

  • Know Better – Elliot Yamin (I like the lyrics)
  • Hurt So Bad – Kina (I just rediscovered this gem or song)
  • The Man Who Can’t Be Moved – The Script (such a well written song)
  • Use Somebody – Kings of Leon (addictive)
  • Heartless – Kris Allen (Kanye West Cover –American Idol)
  • Belief – Gavin DeGraw
  • Dirty Diana – Alexis Grace (American Idol)
  • Another One- Chrisette Michelle (This CD is BRILLIANT!!)
  • Blame It On Me – Chrisette Michelle
  • All I Ever Wanted – Kelly Clarkson (Hey I like her)
  • FeelGood Lies – No Angels (throwback to my days in Germany)
  • That’s Not My Name – The Ting Tings (for the days when I think I have rhythm)
  • Angles On The Moon – Thriving Ivory (I saw it too many times on VH1)
  • Stay – Sugarland (based upon their 2009 Grammy Performance. Love it)
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Posted by on June 10, 2009 in Uncategorized


Feels Like Another One

I don’t know about you, but sometimes when I am watching TV, I get these moments of clarity or epiphanies that I just can’t describe. It is normally where a character’s action or line in the show just sinks deep within my core and fuses with my being. It doesn’t happen as often as you would think but when it happens, I feel my DNA change. I feel like a new version of Windows OS (I know I look good and have extra features but deep down I am still plagued by the same problems as always). Actually it is more like one of those contestants on “The Biggest Loser” when they take the scale for the first time and realized that they’ve lost like 40 pounds in one week. Yeah, it feels that good. Whether or not this new feeling/ strange bowel movement/ epiphany results in an improvement in my life is still up for debate.


The first time it happened (that I can seriously recall) was the first time watching “My Best Friend’s Wedding”. Yeah Yeah I know what you saying and gasping under your breath but it was a moment that made me wake up from the destructive scenarios I used to place myself in. (Don’t knock the movie). I don’t know if you can recall this scene:


Julia Robert’s Character has just kissed her Best Friend and told him to “pick her” as his future wife. His fiancé saw the whole thing and ran off. He took off behind her and Julia took off behind him. Julia then calls her friend in Los Angeles and tells him what is going on. He then asks Julia’s character:


George Downes: Michael’s chasing Kimmy?

Julianne Potter: Yes!

George Downes: You’re chasing Michael?

Julianne Potter: YES!

George Downes: Who’s chasing you… nobody, get it? There’s your answer.


That “Nobody” line came like a secret password that opened up a new level of my subconscious. It bonded to me. My circuitry took to the new program.  I just beheaded an immortal and acquired his powers. A powerful feeling.


To this day, I don’t chase after anyone…….(Sorry, I couldn’t say that with a straight face). Well maybe I still do, but it is never for long periods. When the situation gets bad, the line “Who’s chasing you…nobody, get it?” kicks into my head and well I know it is time to move.


It happened again last night while watching a new show called “Nurse Jackie” on Showtime.


It was said during the opening credits and at the end of the show. It seems to be the character’s tagline/mantra:


“Make me good, God – but not yet.”


While this line is totally irreverent and may offend the sensitive Christian types among us. I totally love and strangely enough, I feel as if I have said this prayer so many times in my life. I guess I never vocalized it so succinctly.


Everyday for me is a struggle to do what is considered “right”. I remember telling a few friends that “I try to use my powers for good”.  I don’t know if you understand what I mean but sometimes in the face of all that is going on one has to fight off the evil thoughts and simple evil deeds that seem to come naturally within ones thought processes. Is this the case with you?


·         What is one to do when you realize a weakness in a co-worker that can get you promoted or get you go on a trip instead of them? Make Me Good God


·         What is one to do when people are constantly abusing your good nature? Make me Good God


·         What do you do when someone is making your life a living hell and you keep telling yourself that you won’t raise the country’s escalating murder rate?  Make me Good God


·         What do you do when you have figured out how to get back at someone without them even figuring it out?   Make me Good God


·         Why do I look past the faults of others and still give them the benefit of the doubt while they chastise me constantly? Make Me Good God…No seriously


·         What do you do when you see your enemies falter or in pain and they still try to bring you down?


MAKE ME GOOD GOD………..but not yet.


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Posted by on June 9, 2009 in Uncategorized



Today, I found out someone  I worked with at "The Lion King" in Germany, lost their life when Air France Flight 447 disappeared crossing the Atlantic.
Juliana de Aquino….Rest In Peace….Spread your wings and SOAR!!!!
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Posted by on June 2, 2009 in Uncategorized


Miles to Go….

In the spirit of Vision 2020, I had to make a road trip to Point Fortin to have my passport updated to a machine readable one.


Why Point Fortin?


  1. When I booked my appointment last year August, it was the earliest date I could get
  2. If I wanted a Port of Spain appointment, then it would’ve been October 2009.


On May 26, 2009 I begun my journey to a place that I cannot remember ever driving to. I know my way far south as Gulf City Mall. After that landmark, well Im on my own. Not even my request on Facebook for directions from friends (39 comments on it) yielded a satisfactory enough guideline will follow signs. Suggestions of using Google maps were ridiculous since it was still a high aerial view and nothing that would stop me from veering onto the wrong road. Nothing was properly labeled


Thanks to Jason, Andy and Jessie, I had a good enough guide to hopefully take me to Point. All I know is that I am supposed to stay on the Southern Main Road. It is really nice that I know my country so well.


Here I go:


3:40am        Why is this radio on?

3:50am        Blackberry Alarm goes off. Oh Shucks Get up BOY!!!

4:15am        What to wear? A Shirt or a polo? – Country ppl overdress so I better wear a shirt.

4:20am        Made 3 sandwiches for the road trip

4:31am        On the road. Why are people jogging at this hour?

4:40am        In Port of Spain ( Sandwiches done)

4:51am        Overpass – ok not as high as I thought it was so no vertigo kicked in.

5:00am        Chaguanas

5:12am        San Fernando (don’t ask)

5:18am        Gulf City La Romaine

(From here on in I read without a script. See what comes of it)

 5:30am        La Brea – (Pitch Lake 10km)

5:45am        Roundabout with no directional signs confuses me but I picked the right road (I think). Lots of trucks and ppl around this area.


6:00am        RBTT/HI-Lo, Port Fortin

                   Can’t park here – I’m not even close to Passport Office

6:03am        At Passport Office

6:15am        3 more cars arrive

6:45am        There are at least 20 ppl waiting to enter (time to get out of my car and mingle with the natives). Why is no one wearing a shirt?

7:00am        I rush in to Passport office and sit to in the second row.

7:05am        MTS Security Guard explains systems and starts in the front row

7:07am        They are starting at Number 737

7:15am        I get number 755. (Let me pull out my book it’s gonna be a long day)

7:16am        Another MTS guard tells us to be sure we’ve filled out the passport form correctly. I still feel confident. I go back to reading my book.

Wow I’m impressed with the level of cooperation down at this office.

7:20am        If this woman net to me doesn’t stop sighing I am going to put my ipod in my ears

7:22am        Shucks I just made eye contact with her

7:23am        Ok Wendy, I’ll help you fill out the form.

7:24am        Umm no I can’t recommend you. I don’t know you!!! (She sucks her teeth and tells me to “try ah ting”)

7:25am        I move to the front row away from her.

7:26am        Number 740 gets called. Jeez!!!!

7:45am        Number 750!!! What so soon?

7:46am        Why are those people seeing an officer and they didn’t have a number?

7:59am        755? Yes!!!! Finally!!


Immigration Officer: Everything looks in order, but where is your national ID card.

Me:                        I don’t have one. Why do I need one

I O:                        The form specifically asks for one

Me:                        Yes but I have my birth certificate. Do you want to see my Driver’s License?

I O:                        No anyone can get a driver’s license. We need the National ID to identify you as a citizen.

Me:                        Doesn’t my birth certificate do that?

I O:                        Yes but procedure is procedure.

Me:                        So exactly what do I need to get my National ID?

I O:                        I suppose only your birth certificate.

Me:                        Don’t you have that? Plus this is will be my fourth passport. Why do I still need to prove I am a citizen?

I O:                        This is a new system sir. One minute…(she gets up to talk to another officer)

I O:                        Ok let’s proceed but you may need to come back and give us the ID. (I roll my eyes) .

Another officer (more senior) calls her over.

She Returns.

I O:                        Ok This will do for now. Please go back out and have a seat to wait for your picture to be taken.

Me:                        but I brought two pictures. Plus I haven’t shaven in two days.

I O:                        Well I don’t have a disposable razor to give you so just wipe yuh face and smile when it is time.


8:22am                  I sit and wait. (wipe my face…I’m not greasy….steups)


(Overheard) Madame, if you aint complete the form why are you here wasting our time?

(Mumble mumble mumble)

I understand u need to travel by your sister in New York but you need to complete the form fully. Who help you with this?

(Mumble mumble mumble)

He was right not to fill out that part there. It would be fraud if he did.

Please come back tomorrow with a recommender. Someone who knows you for a while. Don’t you know a police officer or a fireman where you live?

No I don’t. I does live alone

Well go back to where u went to school. Someone must know u there.

(Woman storms out of cubicle and stares at me like if she want to beat me)

I wonder if my car safe outside?



I O :             Mr. Simmons, please come here a minute!!!


Oh Lord , Ah going and get rejected because of that damn woman!


I O:              Where yuh want to collect yuh passport? Here or in town?

Me:              Port of Spain preferably.

I O:              Ok go back and have a seat.



8:57am                      Mr. Simmons. Cubicle 4!!!

8:58am                  Wipe yuh face and watch de camera

8:59am                  Ok that‘s it Mr. Simmons, check the Port of Spain office in 3 months for your new passport

Me:              3 MONTHS????

I O:              Yes, that is the standard waiting time for a passport now

Me:              Oh Ok.


10:00am                Gulf City Mall eating a HBBQ Zinger from KFC (This is sooooo good)

11:30am                Should I buy Rome Season 1 DVD box set for $699?

                             What’s that? Your card machine does not work? Ahhh a sign from God to walk away!!

                             I’ll be back. Let me find an ATM. Yeah Right!!!!

12 Noon                 Left Gulf City Mall with a few t-shirts and 2 books that I bought


1:24pm                  Arrive home. Head straight to bed. Sleep come easy.

Book Bought:

Inkspell by Cornelia Funke

Shakespeare by Bill Bryson



I do have a National ID card but I just haven’t renewed it yet. My reason for not doing so is the same reason I never updated my voting registration info. I don’t want JURY DUTY.


Yes folks, I’m being serious. I have managed, in my 30-something odd years on this planet, to avoid jury duty. Some see it as no big accomplishment but I am really happy about it.


I do not relish having to serve on any jury where someone has committed any kind of crime. I would be too opinionated as well as the level of disgust will show on my face (except if it is a murder trial then I am just not making eye contact with anyone in the room at all).


Here are a few pics I took while on my way back up.



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Posted by on June 1, 2009 in Uncategorized