Reminders Of Things Past...

I was reminded last week that I have a "Crazy Joe Divola". If you've never seen Seinfeld please let me know where you're at so I can come and smack you on top of the head like Benny Hill used to do to the little guy. Which I believe was his actual father in real life. Anyway, I digress. "Crazy Joe Divola" was a character in Seinfeld that always was jealous of Jerry's career and was a bit psychotic. Always on meds and very strange dude. Actually threatened to kill Jerry in an episode.

Some of you may remember I used to run a website(nwilive.com) for local bands and musicians a few years ago. Somewhere along the way, I seemed to piss some people off. You'll have that. That experience brought me a long way towards realizing you can't make everyone happy.

Anyway, towards the end, it just got worse. One guy actually created a cemetery photo with a gravestone with NWiLive on one. He's "Crazy Joe Divola". He also used some of the photos of the live girls. I mean, what possesses someone to do that? I actually thought it was pretty funny though. I just kinda laughed. Believe me, I was glad that part of my life was over anyway.

I don't believe I ever met this guy. I don't believe I ever did anything personally TO him to bring that on. Quite frankly, I don't really care. But I do wonder what drives someone to spend SO much time hating? Such a waste of energy. Life is WAY too short. To be honest, if I met the guy now, I'd shake his hand. I have nothing against him and most issues get defused in person anyway.

I don't concentrate my energy on people I hate. I don't really "hate" anyone anyway. What's in my past is in my past no matter what happened. I see no reason to spend your precious time and energy doing that. It's senseless. That's enough about that.

I was also reminded that throwing the football around WILL make you sore. When's the last time I did that? I mean, I've been pretty good lately about working out but still! I had the opportunity to go to the Notre Dame game last week with my family. I can not even begin to describe how nice that was. I used to go with my dad and family every once in awhile when I was a kid to the games. I miss that. The campus in South Bend is just beautiful. Being there in the fall is just a site to be seen. I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather spend a crisp fall Saturday at then there.

My only regret is that my dad couldn't make it. Just before his stroke we had talked about heading out there again some Saturday. Kept putting it off, putting it off. Then Halloween night he had his stroke. Damn. It hurts to even think about it today coming up on two years. I so wish I could go back and change my priorities at the time. We had also talked about going to a Cubs game as well as we used to go to about 6 games a year with a group. How soon we forget after events like my dad's stroke that life is so short and you have to live every day like it's your last. We feel that way for awhile soon after but then, as usual, fall back in to our old ways. Never put things off. It's tough to actually do but is so necessary. Life moves by pretty fast, if you don't stop to enjoy it once in awhile you might just miss it.

Steve

"Be bold and courageous. When you look back on your life, you'll regret the things you didn't do more than the ones you did." -H. Jackson Brown, Jr.