Heart Attack...

TUESDAY, JULY 13, 2010
8:00 PM

(continued from June 24, 2010)

You’ve got to love my Aunt Betty and Uncle Curt. They were at the hospital in record time and of course Uncle Curt had jokes. They informed that they saw Jacqui on their way in and talk to her a little while. My sister really loves me. Though we don’t say the magic three words, “I love you”, very often. She displays her affection differently and has always been there when I needed her. Her love is displayed materialistically. Especially during Christmas time. That’s where collection of over night bags came from and she always kept me in cologne. I must say the girl knows her fragrances and what would smell good on her brother. I’m also a benefactor of her designer casual wear that she out grew. She loves Fordham Road and I know in a couple of years the accoutrements will be mine. I’ll take the hand me downs any day and where them well.

...In The Beginning

When Joyce needed to talk to Nana, she would take my younger sister, Jacqui and I, with her to Kittle’s. She always knew where to find Nana when she needed to talk to her. She just hoped that Nana hadn’t filled up on Johnny Walker or Schlitz. If she had, the conversation would most definitely be soured.

Oh, I'm sorry.  I didnn't introduce you to my sister, Jacqui.  She came in the beginning on January 25, 1963.  I was a little to young to remember the pregnancy and birthing pricess.  I don't even remember if mommy asked if I wanted a brother or sister.  The nerve!  We use to fight like cats and dogsl  I'll fill you in on our escapdes later.

...In The Beginning

My name was not supposed to be Edward. Joyce had selected, Jerrard Jay Cage for a boy and Jeannine Jill Cage for a girl. Now I like the name Jerrard, but unfortunately, at that time I didn’t have a say in the matter. Hannah and Sonny wanted the boy (me) to be named after his father. Thank God, a Jr. wasn’t attached. There’s something about a name beginning with the letter “J” (Jesus). For example, say these names out loud; Jerrard, Jesus, Jay, Jesus, Joyce, Jesus, Joseph, Jesus, John, Jesus, Jeannine, Jesus, Jill, Jesus, Jacquelynne, Jesus. You see what I mean. There’s power in the name, JESUS. Why wouldn’t I prefer Jerrard over Edward? Wouldn’t you? OK, now I’m ranting over my name. You will find that I tend to go on tangents, just bear with me. The drama began at an early age. Who knew that this was a prediction of my future, a life full of drama.

ESC Net Article - "Parkour"

SUNY Empire State College was up in the air on June 29 when Saratoga Springs-based Elevation Films captured footage for the college's newest television commercial.
Filming at several locations in Saratoga Springs – from downtown to Saratoga Spa State Park -- from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m., the production company shot the fluid movements of a professional performing "parkour," intense physical activity that includes jumping, climbing, back-flipping, cartwheeling, hopping, dodging and gestures that resemble martial arts, to maneuver through, past, over and around obstacles in an environment.

A crowd gathered to watch as Travis Graves, the lead stunt man in the commercial -- playing the part of a student -- leaped from rooftop to rooftop, overcoming real and symbolic barriers, to earn a degree from SUNY Empire State College. The 30-second spot end with Graves landing on the rooftop of Mrs. London's restaurant and bakery in the heart of Saratoga Springs, where he opens his laptop and starts to work.
"It was an excellent shoot," said Special Events Coordinator Susan McFadden, who helped to arrange the day-long event. "It was an amazing group of people from different specialties that all came together and worked as a cohesive team. It's going to be an accurate representation of SUNY Empire State College.
The Saratogian, the area's daily paper, got wind of the production and made it front-page news with great photographs, viewable at  http://www.saratogian.com/articles/2010/06/30/news/doc4c2a993c80f9f116562495.txt.

Several college employees served as extras, playing the roles of students. "Working as an extra was great," says Edward Cagé, who works in Human Resources. "Travis was awesome!
The commercial will air this fall on cable stations such as Bravo and MTV as well as on networks, including NBC.

Strange Looks

Is there something wrong with me?  I had to snap a picture in the men's room this morning since I kept getting strange looks from my co-workers. Not to mention the murmering.  Do I look fat in this shirt?  I don't think so.  Though in these pictures it does look like I have a little gut.  Darn horizontals!

Am I paranoid or what.  No I don't think so.  Ever since the fall out of my little brother and I, the office atmosphere has changed.  People are snapping for no apparent reason and I seem to get the brunt of it.


My hair is tight and face is flawless today (not shiny).  The oil control is working.  My attitude is still very laissez faire and my motto is still "Life is too short, it's time to live it".  So who gives a hoot.  The reality is that for the first time the office wittnessed another side of me.  The not so sweet passive aggresive side that can push a person to the edge.  They wittnessed the fearless "Eduoard".  I've stated on several occasions that I fear no man regardless of his/her position, only GOD. 

Just a few scriptures to back up why I fear no man.

Ex 18:21
Moreover thou shalt provide out of all the people able men, such as fear God, men of truth, hating covetousness; and place such over them, to be rulers of thousands, and rulers of hundreds, rulers of fifties, and rulers of tens:
 
De 6:13
Thou shalt fear the LORD thy God, and serve him, and shalt swear by his name.
 
2Ch 19:7
Wherefore now let the fear of the LORD be upon you; take heed and do it: for there is no iniquity with the LORD our God, nor respect of persons, nor taking of gifts.
 
Ps 56:4
In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.
 
Search God's word:  http://www.searchgodsword.org/ 
 
I guess I'm just trying to say that my heart shall no longer be troubled from the incident.  All is forgiven and forgotten and I have moved on.  I can no longer carry excess baggage or be concearned what people think of me.  It's not good for my health; physical, mental and spiritual.  For man does not hold the key to the kingdom that my mother is now a resident of and where I know I will gain entry.  For I am a Prince and my true father is the King of that kingdom.
 
I will continue to walk carefully and wise and seek the prize that is promised to me.  However, I will not allow any man to disrespect me or mine.  So if I must remain steadfast in a moment of discourse, so be it.  This is who I am, take it or leave it.