Drop Will Dew You

Water.

Yea, H20--the most unexciting beverage ever. Gone are my days of doing whiskey shots followed by gulps of water. That's a whole 'nother post for another time. :)

Sure, Dr. Pepper or 7-11's Mocha Iced Coffee or Kool-aid or brewed, not instant strawberry mango iced tea would be more fun than plain jane glass of water. And since water is the main ingredient in those beverages, all must be right.

Wrong. Your temple (which is your body and the word I'll use from now on) needs it. Craves it. Keeps your temple's architecture in pristine order.

I drink water. Plain. Straight up from the tap. Everyday, even on weekends, when the routine is a bit different. See, I have this 74 ounce plastic jug from Wal-mart. Drink one of those puppies a day-and you're set. My co-workers watch me fill it up each day and somebody always asks, "You drink all of that?" Yep. I do.

Hey, it took me while to devour such an amount. Ain't easy. Something that doesn't taste good is never easy. Water, I'll drink. Asparagus never crosses my lips. But ya know, to drink water does fill your tummy up. And I don't mean a little Dixie cup full. An 8 ounce glass before you munch on something.

Beware you don't put yourself in denial. Even tho you KNOW you're full, you think something will be missed, like the goodness of a bunch of peanut butter criss cross cookies that sit before you. Good they would be, but sugar crash ain't worth it and you'll be mad at yourself in the morning. Unless Brad Pitt is part of the picture, the cookies stay where they are.

You hate water? Me too. Nothing like a squeezed lemon or orange to give it a little zip. There's stuff you can add, to make it go down easier. Just make sure a cup of sugar isn't one of the ingredient. Nobody said it would be easy. Nothing that's good ever is. Water is dull. So is paying your electric bill--yet you do it. Why? Because you have to or you have a think for kerosene lamps. Water is the same thing. You learn to do it. Every day.

And I put both my feet on the scale and stared. Smiled a bit as a smaller number inches into view. Not bad.

Water. Try it. Really does 'dew' a body good.

Mike Tyson

For about 5 minutes, in the late 1980's, I found Mike Tyson attractive. Around the time Mike married actress Robin Givens. I watched their TV interview, like alot of folks.

Deep down I thought Robin was nuts to marry Mike Tyson. Yet, I figured Robin witnessed something in Mike I had not. Some gentle-man potential that passed me on by. Well, shortly there after their marriage ended amid other things such a accusations of violence. Mike's downward spiral sped up. Rapes. Prison. Money squandering. Ear bite. More so a joke on late night TV, than the King of the Ring Mike Tyson once commanded.

Like alot of folks, I just shook my head. Didn't feel so sorry for him. Mike's upbringing was rough. I know that. Yet when he was adult enough to be responsible for his decisions. Bad ones were made. Mike Tyson' had to deal with the consequences. I wasn't really sure Mike took responsibility for his actions. Yep, didn't feel sorry for him at all.

I'd not seen so much of Mike Tyson in recent times. Not until yesterday. More so now than the twenty years ago since Robin Givens. I learned Mike Tyson was a father of four.

And not until tonight, did I learn Mike Tyson's four year old daughter died from a tragic accident in her home. Strangled herself with a cord from exercise equipment. Exodus Tyson was taken off life support earlier this day.

With all the pain and humiliation endured throughout his life, this pain Mike Tyson endures now will be like no other.

In Exodus Tyson's world her daddy was the all the king she ever wanted.

Like alot of folks, my deepest sympathy for the loss to Mike Tyson and family.

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