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Patrick Walsh

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Back And Nasty As Ever!

posted Sunday, 30 April 2006
So as you all know, my mother has discovered this blog. It has taken me a week to decide whether or not to continue posting, and I have decided that I will. My mother told me she is not even reading the content, and even though she wrote me an e-mail with her take on the comments of my last blog entry, and even though she was obviously lying, I believe her! Really, who should you be closer to than your family? If my mom wants to read this, so be it, and I am not going to be altering the content in any way. You can expect the same old shoot from the hip, take no prisoners, nasty as I want to be writing from me. I'm certainly not going to tailor my "craft" to suit a 40-something year old woman.

Now why don't I tell you about my weekend?

Friday night, my girlfriend and I went to see a movie. She suggested something "R" rated, but I told her that I've kind of had my fill of bad language and nudity lately. I mean, why do they need to show all that stuff? Do we really need to see all that blood and guts? How does seeing a naked woman help someone tell a story? I don't get it.

So we saw that Ice Age 2. And truth be told, I still felt it was a little hard-edged for an alleged "family film."

Afterwards, we enjoyed an ice cream cone, and though it was getting late, I agreed to accompany her back to her apartment. Well, once we got there, we started having the same problem we've been having a lot lately. She'll want to "kiss" and "hold hands" and things like that, and I started to get uncomfortable. I told her the flirting has already gone too far, and I don't like having lust in my heart. She teased me a bit, made comments about how we've been together for over a year, and started pressuring me and so on.

I told her the same thing I've told her and several other girlfriends in the past: "I am not going to engage in sexual activity of any kind until I am married."

It's very difficult for her to understand that, and it has caused some tension between us, but if I am going to have a relationship, there will be three people in it. Myself, the girl, and an old friend named Jesus Christ.

I slept on the couch, frustrated with her impatience. The next morning she apologized and we prayed together to remove the lustful pressures from our minds and hearts. Let's hope it works.

Saturday morning I did a little volunteer work at a nearby homeless shelter. I've been slipping a bit lately in my charity work, sometimes only volunteering two or three days a week. So I helped out at the shelter and followed that up by entertaining some children at the local pediatric hospital. To see those faces light up when I delighted them with some of that "Patch Adams" material, well, it warmed this old heart, I can tell you.

Mother's Day is coming up soon, and I want to really go all out. My mother has been the guiding force in my life since I was a baby, and if I can give her just a smidgeon of what she's given me, I'll be a happy man. Years of last minute greeting cards and gift certificates aren't going to cut it anymore for this special lady. I spent the rest of the day Saturday working on a beautiful collage of pictures, cards, notes, and remembrances of my 25 years in her company. Removing the rose petals from the stems without getting cut was a real nuisance!

God, I hope she loves it as much as I love her!

Note to self: Need to start calling mom more too... just to talk! What's a bigger phone bill when you get to talk about your day with your mother!?

Saturday night, some friends asked me to go to a party. I did, and as soon as I walked in I realized I had made a mistake. They were drinking beers, and some of them were even abusing the alcohol. I ordered a diet cola and tried to fit in, but it just wasn't my crowd. Everyone was very noisy and telling off-color jokes. I paid my tab and walked home, being careful to stick to well lit areas. New York can be dangerous after all!

Sunday morning, it was off to Mass. I usually go to the 9AM and the Noon services, but since I missed the noon service last week, I went to the 9, 10:30 AND the noon. Father O'Malley told me I had hit a "Triple Play" this week! He is soooo funny!

After Mass, I met with my Bible study group in Central Park. Some would think it would be hard to focus with the beautiful weather in the park yesterday, but it really just gave us more reasons to celebrate His creation!  After that, I enjoyed a lovely luncheon with my girlfriend, and we had a discussion about music. I told her how much I am LOVING the new Tim McGraw. I am really glad I stopped listening to the rock and roll music with all its loud crashes and suggestive lyrics.

Anyway, after that it was back home and bed after Grey's Anatomy. Eight hours of sleep, a cup of decaf coffee and here I am at work, eager to not only do my job but also to learn! And as I look at the picture of my mom I keep on my desk, I realize I might not be able to wait for Mother's Day this year. Come on May 14th!

Mom, I know you're not reading this, but I LOVE YOU!

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1. flick left...
Monday, 1 May 2006 12:27 pm

Pat,

Although I'm sure your mother is not reading the content of your blog, there is no WAY she is reading the comments section.

So I think this is a safe place for me to thank you publicly for bringing me the blessed Eucharist yesterday. It's been so difficult for me lately since my local doctor/priest put me on strict bed-rest.

Ever since you turned me toward the Roman Catholic Church, my life has never been the same. I barely even remember what heroin IS! Thank you as always!

Yours in Christ, Flick


2. RØB left...
Monday, 1 May 2006 6:10 pm :: http://www.pancakeproductions.net/

What kind of "party" has you pay a "tab?" I can see a "cup fee" for a kegger or a "cover" if there's a show happening in tandem therewith, but that sounds more like a "bar," at which anything called a "party" is never really a "party" in the awesomely true sense of the word.


3. M. Kemper Brown left...
Tuesday, 2 May 2006 12:45 am

Pat,

Your goody-goody act is fooling no one. I have two words for you--Genital Warts. Long story short: you have them, now I have them, you owe me $250 for penicillin. I hope your dear old mam is reading this--maybe she would actually fork over the cash, you dirty-talkin', beer-drinkin', R-movie-seein', genital-warts-havin', motherfucker.


4. Patrick Walsh left...
Tuesday, 2 May 2006 3:25 pm

Flick,

My mom does indeed read the comments, she had comments on the comments the other day. Interesting for someone who doesn't read it, I know.

Rob,

99% of parties in New York take place at bars unfortunately. Maybe they should call them "barties." Damn, I'm good.

Mike,

You knew what you were getting into when we started this mess.