Monthly Archives: April 2014

5-1 LOSS IN GAME 7 (AT HOME) San Jose Sharks Keep Up [Sharks’ hockey is so painful to watch in May] Their Historical Stanley Cup Playooof Flop

Those darned Sharks.

Same old scenario.
Get a good seeding for the playoofs and lose it.

San Jose Sharks Keep Up [Sharks' hockey is so painful to watch in May] Their Historical Stanley Cup Playooof Flop.

A Stanley cup for San Jose in 2016?

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Sharks Losing (again) in San Hose vs. Los Angeles

2-1
after the Sharks’ second period

San Hose has three periods every other day!

Shadowing the Priest on Easter Saturday – Eve of the Sainthood Canonization of Popes John Paul II and John the 23rd

(East Palo Alto – Saturday, April 26, 2014)

Pastor, Father Larry Goode, today is leading a flock of over 200 children through their first holy confession, celebrating mass, providing the holy sacraments to hundreds; All the while performing dozens of daily duties for the St. Francis of Assisi Parish.

Up before dawn, Father Goode’s preparations were completed. By nine o’clock nearly 100 children and their parents gathered at the rear of the church built in 1953 and 1954 to receive instructions prior to receiving their sacraments.

For example, from Berkeley California church St. Joseph the Worker, Fr. John Direen of Berkeley, is one of a half dozen priests helping the youth of St. Francis of Assisi.

Sunday, marks the special mass at St. Peter Basilica at the Vatican by Pope Francis recognizing the sainthood of Pope John XXIII and Pope John Paul II.

 

 Following confession for over 250 new Catholics, St. Francis of Assisi Church hosted a wedding, debutante masses, baptisms, and other Christian ceremonies.

St. Francis of Assisi church

St. Francis of Assisi church


Time was ripe to plan another party for Sunday morning. Joe is going to provide transportation from the East Palo Alto homeless shelter to the Catholic shrine of St. Francis of Assisi – 1425 Bay Road, East Palo Alto, between University Avenue and Willow Road – for viewing of the canonization live from Rome at 3:30 a.m. Pacific Daylight Time (in the darkness).

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Smile Babe and Dude

Smiling actually stimulates our brain more than chocolate, a well regarded pleasure inducer.

“In a study conducted in the UK (using an electromagnetic brain scan machine and heart-rate monitor to create “mood-boosting values” for various stimuli), British researchers found that one smile can provide the same level of brain stimulation as up to 2,000 chocolate bars; they also found that smiling can be as stimulating as receiving up to 16,000 Pounds Sterling in cash. That’s 25 grand a smile!”

smiles... better than chocolate!?!

smiles… better than chocolate!?!

Smiling has documented therapeutic effects that have shown to reduce stress hormones, increased health and mood enhancing hormone levels (like endorphins), and lowered blood pressure.

Perhaps the one of the most amazing benefits that smiling offers is that of pain relief.  ”Remembering that laughter has powerful benefits should get you smiling. In fact, psychoneuroimmunology is a field of research dedicated to deciphering the relationship between human behavior (in this case, laughing) and the mind, and how it affects the immune system .”

“White blood cells that seem to respond positively to laughter arelymphocytes, which originate in bone marrow and include B cells (to fight infections) and T cells (to attack viruses and manage immune responses) [sources: National Cancer Institute,Pattillo and Itano]. Interferon-gamma levels have also been shown to increase with laughter (interferons assist immunological responsiveness and deter tumor growth) .‪”

So the next time you find yourself in pain, depressed, or low in health give yourself a smile!

May Your Light Shine

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Window behind the choir loft at East Palo Alto’s Saint Francis of Assisi Roman Catholic Church – 1425 Bay Road – Stained Glass Portrait of Saint Francis

Famous Last Words

Famous Last Words

“Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?”
[O Lord, why have you forsaken me?] ~ Matthew 27:46

… and Jesus cried out in a loud voice… ~ Mark 15:37

“Father, into your hands I commit My spirit.” ~ Luke 23:46

“It is finished.” ~ John 19:30

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Todd Beamer
(1968- 2001)
The final words of Todd Beamer Let’s roll.

George Best
(1946-2005)
The final words of George Best Don’t die like I did.

More on the last words of George Best
Humphrey Bogart
(1899-1957)
The final words of Humphrey Bogart Goodbye Kid. Hurry back.

More on the last words of Humphrey Bogart
Buddha
(circa 563 BC – circa 483 BC) – Siddhattha Gautama
The final words of the Buddha Work hard to gain your own salvation.

Donald Campbell
(1921–1967)
The final words of Donald Campbell Hallo, the bow is up… I’m going… I’m on my back… I’ve gone. Oh.

King Charles II
(1630–1685)
The final words of King Charles II Let not poor Nelly starve.

Erskine Childers
(1870–1922)
The final words of Erskine Childers Take a step forward, lads. It will be easier that way.

Kurt Cobain
(1967-1994)
The last words of Kurt Cobain It’s better to burn out than to fade away.

Oliver Cromwell
(1599–1658)
The final words of Oliver Cromwell My design is to make what haste I can to be gone.

Salvador Dali
(1904-1989)
The last words of Salvador Dali I do not believe in my death.

Diana, Princess of Wales
(1961-1997)
The final words of Diana, Princess of Wales My God. What’s happened?

Isadora Duncan
(1878–1927)
The final words of Isadora Duncan Adieu, mes amis. Je vais à la gloire. (Farewell, my friends. I go to glory.)

King George V
(1865–1936)
The final words of King George V Bugger Bognor!

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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
(1749–1832)
The final words of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Mehr Licht! (More light!)

Joe Hill
(1879–1915)
I will die like a true-blue rebel. Don’t waste any time in mourning – organize.
Henrik Ibsen
(1828–1906)
The last words of Henrik Ibsen On the contrary.

Michael Jackson
(1958–2009)
The final words of Michael Jackson I love you more

Stan Laurel
(1890-1965)
The final words of Stan Laurel I’d rather be skiing.

Hugh Latimer
(circa 1485–1555)
Be of good comfort Master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle by God’s grace in England, as (I trust) shall never be put out.
Robert E. Lee
(1807–1870)
Strike the tent. (attributed)
John Lennon
(1940-1980)
The final words of John Lennon I’m shot.

Spike Milligan
(1918-2005)
The final words of Spike Milligan I told you I was ill.

Sir Thomas More
(1478–1535)
This hath not offended the king.
Admiral Horatio Nelson
(1758–1805)
Thank God, I have done my duty.
Captain Lawrence Oates
(1880–1912)
I am just going outside and may be some time.
Barbara Olson
(1955–2001)
What do I tell the pilot to do?
Lord Henry Temple Palmerston
(1784–1865)
Die, my dear Doctor, that’s the last thing I shall do!
Luciano Pavarotti

(1935-2007)

The final words of Lucianno Pavarotti I believe that a life lived for music is an existence spent wonderfully, and this is what I have dedicated my life to.

William Pitt
(1759–1806)
I think I could eat one of Bellamy’s veal pies. (attributed)
Pope John Paul II
(1920–2005)
Let me go to the house of the Father.
Elvis Presley
(1935 – 1977)
The final words of Elvis Presley I hope I haven’t bored you.

Sir Walter Raleigh
(circa 1552–1618)
I have a long journey to take, and must bid the company farewell.
Cecil Rhodes
(1853–1902)
So little done, so much to do.
Ken Saro-Wiwa
(1941–1995)
Lord take my soul, but the struggle continues.
General John Sedgwick
(1813-1864)
The final words of General John Sedgwick They couldn’t hit an elephant at this distance.

Gertrude Stein
(1874–1946)
“What is the answer?” No answer came. She laughed and said, “In that case what is the question?”
Lytton Strachey
(1880–1932)
If this is dying, then I don’t think much of it.
Hunter S. Thompson
(1937-2005)
The final words of Hunter S. Thompson Relax – This won’t hurt.

Oscar Wilde
(1854–1900)
One of us must go. (attributed, probably apocryphal)

Homeless Man Running Away From Home

(part one)

Anticipation of Running Away

Am I so excited about my trip to the Rocky Mountains of Colorado that I cannot sleep?

Lord knows I tried and tried before catching the Cali Zephyr. God knows that I had suffered from a rottenly, bitter 4 a.m. cup of java from the 24- hour Subway located across from the Amtrak office along San Francisco’s Embarcadero. I drank it only because I awoke in an odd, slumping posture and was cold, wet, and shivering.

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I must have been sitting at the abandoned bus stop since 2:45 and dozed off for about 65 minutes.

I think the rattling sound of my teeth woke me up.

Prior to that, I found a dry, shielded spot adjacent to the vehicle portico of the Americano Hotel. There the unfriendly doorman woke me up. I thought that was the place for me to hide high and dry until the Amtrak ticket office opens at 6.

Before that I had found a lovely spot near the ticket office along San Francisco Pier 2 with a beautiful view of the Bay Bridge yet all lit up from its grand reopening last year.

My original plans for running away from home have run amuck. I had planned to spend my first late night and early morning hours in the Metrion Movieplex. When I arrived and tried to walk into theatre about 8:30, there were thousands of geeks walking out. Seems the AMC interrupted their regular business to let the Microsoft folks hold their conference programs inside. I was disappointed that I did not see three different movies last night.

Fortunately, I did see “Cesar Chavez” at the Daly City Century Theatre before getting on a BART train heading downtown. Even though it was not authentic, I thought everything but the last 10 minutes of the movie was excellent. Although the whole story took place in Delano and Los Angeles, California, the movie was really filmed in Mexico City and Sonora, Mexico.

All is well now as I sat again in the remarkable atrium of the Hyatt Embarcadero where I witnessed the Oakland A’s defeating Seattle in 12 innings last night while dining on banana bread pudding and a raspberry mint lemonade cocktail before trying to “hit the sack.”

By 7:30 a.m., it seems it is raining harder at the Emeryville train depot than it was in San Francisco at 1:00 a.m. when rain fell on my forehead and I started to get wet lying down taking a nap in front of the San Francisco Amtrak ticket office.

It is difficult to tell how sleep deprived I am. Last knight I kept getting woken up by private security patrolmen, hotel doormen, and the sound of rain falling on my head. Really the last seven days has only given me two nights of restful sleep.

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