ABSILVER's World

For those of you.. that thought Ron Paul was not so bad.. as I did. Please read.. he maybe the scariest of the bunch. Link to Ron Paul Article

I just turned 47 on Black Friday. I wasn't black but being the day after thanksgiving. ... When I was a kid, I had the rare birthday on a school day. More often than not was in the middle of the family Thanksgiving in Anderson, SC with my Grandmother and family. As I get older I realize how lucky this is and was. Birthdays don't hold a , high position in my memories and my expectations. So focusing on a changing number or necessary entertainment focus on my birthday is not required or frankly desired on my part. Oddly, one birthday I remember is the one near my Bar Mitzvah. I remember my Mom and Dad taking me out to get a new watch. They said they didn't want my birthday to be ignored cause of my Bar Mitzvah 8 days later Was a digital watch with a light. Think it was a Timex and it did take a beating and survived my teen years. My Aunt Janet passed away the week before Thanksgiving. Reminding me of love, family and people changing my life's landscape.

Palisades is an executive conference facility, and I walked by an executive conference room and they had turned the tv's to CNN and we all sat stunned after the first plane hit one of the towers. People thought it was an accident, and then we saw as the second plane hit. We were so close and so far away. We could see smoke across the Hudson, but were safe on the west side. My instincts were to check on my team. All was well, and I told them all to go home immediately and be with their family. This was no longer a day to work. I remember one employee continued to work, while his wife was looking for her brother- in-law and told him to stop immediately. I spent the next few hours checking on friends in the city, and one was missing for a while and we were worried cause she tended to jog down the west side. Turned out she was down there stunned but ok. Next we learned of the Pentagon, and Flight '93 and the world was in shock with us. I had been in the towers. I had stayed

Happiness is in simple things and not waiting for the big moments in life: - dinner with good friends at home - discovering my new oven can be a slow cooker - leveraging the slow cooker to make a brisket - learning my TV can do Picasa so can have easy pics for party. - being happy at home and getting on a plane and knowing at the end of the day I will be happy at home. - Having Flowers .. in the bathroom? who knew... These Facebook page of you know you were from confuses me. I didn't grow up in the same Savannah. How queer and I guess that may be the point: - I don't know the second street bridge - The daiquiris at spankys. - Most of the bars - Or being out late. Hate to admit, but my priority as a teenager was to get out on my own and to do that meant leaving Savannah. 60 minutes on the future of marketing and 2 minutes a piece of the executives of different companies. Taught me I worked for the best. Sandy Carter made the most sense to focus on tho

OK.. One serious post deserves a not so serious.. Varying Thoughts of the day: Dating Sites: 1) Why do people post pictures of themselves looking mean, mad or sad? 2) If your room is a mess why show that in a picture? 3) If your room looks cluttered and you just have a twin bed it makes me think you live at home with Mom and Dad. 4) I don't want to see your life history in pictures. Would like to see what you look like today and don't want to have to guess. But, when there is a lot of them over time I focus on the one I least likely want to meet and move on. 5) When people say they don't want you to have any drama in your life, is that cause they have enough for both of you? Pretty hard to be in your 40's and be drama free, unless you haven't lived. 6) If your pictures aren't current, don't you think that ruins the comment of wanting honesty from your dating prop sects? And don't you think when we meet I might notice you are a few years (or decades

Have you ever had a day, and you just couldn't make sense of the world? Or more importantly sense of your own world? That was part of my day. I sit here all comfortable in my life, but on occasion my mind takes a journey. I have a great gift and that is I can see logic and I can see feelings and beauty. I know there are discussions of right brain and left brain. But, I know in my gut I have the balance of both. It gives me a great gift but at times a great challenge as well. I spend most of my waking days during the week in the logic of my mind. IBM drives the need for logical thought. Speed of execution, and to creatively investigate better ways to do things. But, I know to be successful it must be logical and so I keep my mind centered on that. The ability to cross the line of my mind and tap my creative energies adds to my value at work, and I think helps to differentiate me in a sea of bright and successful people, but nonetheless I exist in a logical world. For most

SO, here I sit and I can't believe it has been more than two months since my last posting. I have been spanked online by Mr. Dynin for not having written in a while, and I do deserve it. Frankly, I wrote two posts and never posted them. As much as I love this outlet, I must confess that one was too personal for me to post. It was related to coming out and the challenges about how where I lived kept me mentally and emotionally in the closet. I just reread it and still think it has meaning. Maybe it is a tree that falls in the woods, and if I am the only one that reads it does it matter? It is interesting... because not posting the personal post makes me feel slightly hypocritical. I know I intended this blog to be all out here with my musings of my own life. I also realize that I may have posted this a year ago, but since I have returned to IBM and taken my Business Conduct Guidelines class and test it made me pause. Frankly, they mention social media as a concern and I don&