I've Been "Harpooned"

Well, one of my very best friend, Toby aka, Tobyone (we are both Star Wars® fans and I am sometimes known as jEdi Groundrunner[definitely esoteric for those that are NOT Star Wars® fans) sent me an email after my "harpoon" post. LOL

He's in the military and he sent me a photo of the missile that they affectionately called :Harpoon

and that sucker IS huge tuckered underneath them jet hot wings...I'd hate to be the one that projectile is aimed at...

speaking of Tobyone, he lives in Michigan currently. It's been years since I've seen him physically yet we have stayed closed friends.

I am very glad that I am at a point in my life that I have quite a bit of friends like Tobyone that may live far away and we may not be in touch too often, but whenever we would, it would be like no days had passed between us.

I was just thinking about this today, that if this was me years ago, when I was going through my low self-esteem phase(s), I would be too insecure to have true friends such as oh Tobyone. I would be smothering people to death wondering if I'd done them wrong or if they didn't like me or if I'd offended them and would've hounded them all to death.

I am so glad that I am NOT that person anymore...
(this is where I would shamelessly plug my post about my battle with low self-esteem, LOL :
http://bitsbytesandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-out-window-sometimes.html )

We have been truly blessed with really awesome friends, and not just one or two, but many many....

when I had to go in to my surgery, it was when we found out truly, how blessed we were with all the well wishes and helps offered and love poured toward us....

I told da wife that if I would've died on the operating table, there would've been no regrets for me. I am pretty secure (80% of the time) with myself these days that I know these friendships are solid.

There are days that I still battle with the demons of depression and other stuff that can mess with one's mind. But that's minor now...

I count myself one of those very lucky ones...

speaking of lucky, I am finally feeling like a human again and no more "sick as three dogs that were blinded by the night and ripped up like a douche in the middle of the night..."

I finally feel like somewhat of a human again...well, maybe not human..more like a monkey/primate type...but at least, I am erect again....

HEY, I mean that I can walk UPRIGHT!! I swear, people always get their heads into the gutter....LOL

do people wonder where bands get their names from??

Three Dogs Night singing about a Bull frog on Shambala...LOL

Manfred Mann...nuff said....

I know their sister band...WomenFried Women, and they sang about "brightened by the sight....revved up by a jockstrap, another player in the night...Mr. Runner's Bums...."

speaking of fried...

I finally had fried food today, I've been craving it....and I paid the price because I still have a swollen throat and it was not fun swallowing them, but they sure did tasted good....

As soon as they were on the plate, I struck them with my fork like fishies being harpooned...

AHA! THERE! I JUST USED HARPOON IN A SENTENCE!!!

So there........ :p