Tired of it

I'm tired of random websites containing my name: Charlie Capen. I mean, don't I legally own Charlie Capen? Aren't I entitled to my own name?

Yeah, you're right. There are plenty of other 'Charlie's' and 'Capen's' out there, and even "Charlie Capen"-people out there.

Actually, now that I mention it, one is a veterinarian and biochemist. Here's a picture of him:


Kinda freaky, right? I mean, knowing someone with my exact intials: Charles C. Capen or Charlie C. Capen or Charlie Capen.

My god! What if he tried to steal my identity? Or even my wife? Maybe he's a clone from the future? He could try to commit identity theft... hmmm... I have to send him a letter to cease and desist using the name Charlie Capen, ever again.

Yeah, that's the ticket!

This guy is also Charlie Capen:


What the helll!@!*#$IOU#Y#$@&#^T%*!P{{{

Well, at least he's a gynecologist. I guess that makes it better, right?

References:
Charlie Capen #1

Charlie Capen #2

Lesson Learned

I vacillate (meaning to waiver or move between two points, in my case 'of view') between being something of a tyrant and a forgiver. I've come to accept as true, true or not, that I'm a bit of mystery to some, a sort of storm on the horizon.

I can be tirelessly patient and completely unreasonable in a single breath. I can be tremendously understanding and minutely demanding with a look.

Why?

Does anyone else feel like this? Am I the only one who feels my life is an intriguing and weird experiment of opposites sometimes?

The only caveat I can say is that I am much more even-keeled than I was as a child. As a child, it was even wider spectrum for me emotionally. But that was very fun, in its own right. It had a way of keeping me attentive.

Ultimately, I think this has something to do with my core, the fire inside. There are things that ignite me, good and bad; there are things that rile my senses with superb volatility.

I guess that's what makes me human: to perceive, to pose, to solve, to effect and be effected. My guess is that towards the end of this span I'll know a bit more about all that.

Why the hell am I so existential today? Jeepers.

I leave you with this:

Trying my best

I'm really trying my best to write the best blog in the world. It's pretty much become my greatest feat to yet accomplish.

Now, this doesn't mean the speelling with be perfect or the, um, punctuation, will be at all, succinct or accurate. But I will do my best, until my best fails me and I am forced to do my worst; in which case I will probably end up resorting to simply posting photos or something, really weird ones, yeah.

Now, there are some really good photo blogs out there (i.e. Chromasia, et al) but in no way am I even going the hell down that blessed path.

I think I will just resort to an amalgam of weird hand signals, pictionary and puppetry of the.... Ninja Turtles.

And for that, you should be thankful.

Hugs & Kisses,

More Correlation

This weather is eerie as all hell. My wife likes to call it "Nader Weather" as in tornado weather as spoken in hick-alese dialect. I tend to agree something's afoot with the planet. The unrest with its people, the sheer torture the climate is becoming in some sectors, it all adds up to something fishy.

I won't implicate global warming quite yet, although I think a change in paradigm of thinking is a must as it is, I mean petroleum-based fuels? Come on. Are we really that deficient? I say "no." I say someone is profiting somewhere.

In related news, I have to say can't we all just get along... without celebrity tabloidism? I've had enough of it; have you?

I would love to NOT hear about anything concerning new babies, new relationships.

And on that note I leave you with The Earth Org

A few things...

Did I ever tell you how important it is to find something you're passionate about?

Here's one thing: www.youthforhumanrights.org

Check it... Did you know LA is the second largest port for human trafficking? Frightening.


Charlie