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<channel><title><![CDATA[www.DavidGeschke.com - Blog]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.davidgeschke.com/blog.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[Blog]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 00:26:04 -0600</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[I LOVE YOU ALL THE WAY TO OUTER SPACE]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/07/i-love-you-all-the-way-to-outer-space.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/07/i-love-you-all-the-way-to-outer-space.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 20:26:28 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/07/i-love-you-all-the-way-to-outer-space.html</guid><description><![CDATA[I never had kids of my own.&nbsp; I always said I'd have kids when you could put them away until they were teenagers because I didn't want to deal with poopy diapers, sticky fingers and cheese sandwiches stuck in the VCR.Lo and behold... when I met my wife she had three kids who were 12, 14 and 15 years old!&nbsp; Careful what you wish for!&nbsp; Fifteen years later I now consider them my kids.&nbsp; And none of the poopy diaper, st [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; ">I never had kids of my own.&nbsp; I always said I'd have kids when you could put them away until they were teenagers because I didn't want to deal with poopy diapers, sticky fingers and cheese sandwiches stuck in the VCR.<br /><br />Lo and behold... when I met my wife she had three kids who were 12, 14 and 15 years old!&nbsp; Careful what you wish for!&nbsp; Fifteen years later I now consider them my kids.&nbsp; And none of the poopy diaper, sticky finger, cheese sandwich stuff, either!<br /><br />And then it happened... I hadn't even thought about this... GRANDkids!&nbsp; What?&nbsp; A whole new generation of sticky, poopy, sandwich lovin' VCR hatin' people coming up through the stepkids.&nbsp; Damn.<br /><br />Now, not only have I never raised my own kids, but I was also an only child as well.&nbsp; I have NO experience with little kids at this point in my life.&nbsp; The first time someone tried giving me my grandson I wanted to hold him upside down by his ankle as far away from me as possible (he might poop, ya know)... I mean, NO experience and very uncomfortable around kids.<br /><br />It's now almost four years later and, I have to say, funny how time changes things.&nbsp; What I've found out about kids is that I'm one of them.&nbsp; I have no problem relating on their level.&nbsp; Somehow it comes very naturally to me.&nbsp; I still have nothing to do with diapers, don't like sticky fingers, and a cheese sandwich is hard to get in a DVD player, but... as far as hangin' with the under four generation - I'm IN!<br /><br />What I've found is there are just those times with kids when things happen that can touch your heart like nothing else can.<br /><br />I love the period right before they fall asleep, either watching TV on the couch or reading books with them.&nbsp; Sometimes we just lay on the bed together and look at the glow stars on the ceiling as they drift off to sleep.<br /><br />Last weekend we were watching the glow stars, my granddaughter Arden was already asleep and my grandson Ben was getting there.&nbsp; He likes falling asleep in my arms.&nbsp; He turned to me and whispered very quietly... in that voice that three year olds have when they whisper, "Grampa, I love you all the way to outer space"...<br /><br />Wow... I hope you have all had, or can experience that some time in your lives.&nbsp; Because at that moment there was (and is) nothing I wouldn't do for that kid.<br /><br />So I held him tighter...<br /><br />And he hugged me back...<br /><br />And I whispered, "Me, too, buddy... Me, too..."</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[HOW I MET BOYD DOWLER]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/07/how-i-met-boyd-dowler.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/07/how-i-met-boyd-dowler.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 09:52:52 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/07/how-i-met-boyd-dowler.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Thursday, July 15th, 2010... I'm in my office in an appointment.&nbsp; After the client leaves, my assistant Cheryl says, "You'll never believe what happened while you were in there.&nbsp; Boyd Dowler came in and asked for directions to John's Bar"...There was a pause as I processed this information.Finally I responded, "You mean to tell me that THE Boyd Dowler, Packers legend, Super Bowls 1 and 2, one of the greatest pl [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; ">Thursday, July 15th, 2010... I'm in my office in an appointment.&nbsp; After the client leaves, my assistant Cheryl says, "You'll never believe what happened while you were in there.&nbsp; Boyd Dowler came in and asked for directions to John's Bar"...<br /><br />There was a pause as I processed this information.<br /><br />Finally I responded, "You mean to tell me that THE Boyd Dowler, Packers legend, Super Bowls 1 and 2, one of the greatest players in Packer history, was in my office and you didn't think I might POSSIBLY want to meet him?&nbsp; Anyone in Wisconsin would understand interrupting a meeting for an opportunity like that!&nbsp; It's something I could tell my grandkids about!"... Then I asked her to pack up her things because obviously she could no longer work for me :-P<br /><br />I hadn't heard about this, but many Packer greats were in Beaver Dam signing the new book THE LOMBARDI LEGEND and raising money for Carroll Dale's son who apparently has some health issues to deal with.<br /><br />So the day goes on, I have lunch at my desk per usual.&nbsp; I was having some serious problems with my Blackberry so after an hour or so on the phone with US Cellular customer relations they finally agree to swap it out for me.<br /><br />Cheryl comes back from lunch (which is somewhat strange because she no longer works for me) and I tell her I have to go get my phone swapped out.&nbsp; Now, once I'm in the office I very RARELY ever leave.&nbsp; So... she says to me, "You can't leave, you have to wait a bit"...<br /><br />Well, putting 2+2 together I said, "You went to the signing and Boyd Dowler is coming in, isn't he?"... and she cracked.<br /><br />She had gone to the signing, bought the book, had all the players there sign it (including Carroll Dale, Bob Long, Dave Robinson, Marv Fleming and Boyd Dowler), and told the story of her subsequent firing from earlier that day.&nbsp; She also picked up an 8x10 of Boyd Dowler catching a TD in the Ice Bowl personally autographed by Boyd to me.<br /><br />AND... after hearing her story Boyd Dowler and Bob Long agreed to come to my office and meet me on their way out of town.&nbsp; They came in and hung out for 5-10 minutes talking Lombardi football and... wow, it was awesome!&nbsp; Something I can tell my Grandkids about! :)<br /><br />Cheryl has since been rehired and has more job security now than I could ever possibly let her know :)<br /><br />How many of today's players would take 5-10 minutes out of their day to do something like that?&nbsp; Character was a big part of those Lombardi teams in the 60s.&nbsp; Boyd Dowler and Bob Long still exemplify that to this day.<br /><br />That is the story of how I met Boyd Dowler (and Bob Long).<br /><br />I didn't even THINK to get a photo with them :(</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[I\'m writing a book!... (finally)...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/07/im-writing-a-book-finally.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/07/im-writing-a-book-finally.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2010 08:39:08 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/07/im-writing-a-book-finally.html</guid><description><![CDATA[After years of thought and never quite coming up with the exact idea that would actually drive me to see it through... I've begun work on a book.&nbsp; In the past year or so three idea came to me and the impulse to start writing was so strong I can no longer deny it.&nbsp; So I picked the idea I thought would resonate with the most people, put together an outline and started writing!Book #1 will be called FEED YOUR ANGEL.&nbsp; It' [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; ">After years of thought and never quite coming up with the exact idea that would actually drive me to see it through... I've begun work on a book.&nbsp; In the past year or so three idea came to me and the impulse to start writing was so strong I can no longer deny it.&nbsp; So I picked the idea I thought would resonate with the most people, put together an outline and started writing!<br /><br />Book #1 will be called FEED YOUR ANGEL.&nbsp; It's based on a concept that came to me while speaking to treatment groups and people in recovery.&nbsp; That concept is this: We've all seen in movies or cartoons the image of a demon on one shoulder and an angel on the other.&nbsp; The dichotomy between good and evil... usually portrayed as a 50/50 battle, pretty even.&nbsp; That isn't really how it works for most people, though.&nbsp; One side or the other usually takes a majority rule over time.<br /><br />For example, in my own life I started using drugs and alcohol when I was 14... FOURTEEN!!!&nbsp; By the time I was 28 I was a full blown alcoholic and addict.&nbsp; I had days where I shut my phone off, pulled all the shades, laid in bed and hoped to die.&nbsp; The drugs fed my demon.&nbsp; The demon had control... and my will to live had become THAT weak.<br /><br />An amazing series of events occurred in 1988 that led me into treatment, AA and sobriety.&nbsp; I've been clean since Nov 1, 1988... over 21 years now.&nbsp; The actual act of quitting was the easy part.&nbsp; At that point I had been using drugs &amp; alcohol over half my life and the demon had grown to immense proportion.&nbsp; I had a 300 pound demon on steroids on one shoulder and an angel on life support on the other.&nbsp; My self-talk was still very negative, full of why I couldn't do things.&nbsp; I needed to start feeding my angel!<br /><br />So I began reading and meditating 2 hours a day and going to weekly AA meetings.&nbsp; I've read hundreds of positive thinking and self help books, listened to quite a few tape &amp; CD series as well - I had a lot of catching up to do!&nbsp; What I've found is that your thoughts will create your reality.&nbsp; Whether you think you can or think you can't, you're right.<br /><br />When I first cleaned up decisions were still hard to make.&nbsp; It wasn't so easy to follow my heart because after years with my demon in control the voice of my angel was still very weak.<br /><br />Life for me is all about passion, energy, commitment to excellence and doing what you can to make the world a better place.&nbsp; Your thoughts WILL create your reality.&nbsp; The book intends to show you many ways to help be a positive force for yourself, your family and your community.&nbsp; If you'd like to track my progress links to the website, Facebook and Twitter pages follow.&nbsp; I started the sites and wrote this blog to cement my commitment to myself to see this through.<br /><br />There are many reasons this could fail... I've never written a book before, I'm busy with other things and might never find the time to do it, I have no idea how to get a book published once written, etc, etc...<br /><br />And then there's this little, nagging thought I have... in the back of my mind... It says to me: "David, write this book.&nbsp; This is a concept people can grasp and hold on to.&nbsp; It will affect those who read it immensely.&nbsp; And it will fulfill one of your lifelong dreams"...<br /><br />Wish me luck!&nbsp; I'm focusing on the latter paragraph :)<br /><br />WEBSITE: <a target="_blank" href="http://www.feedyourangel.com/">http://www.feedyourangel.com</a><br />FACEBOOK: <a target="_blank" href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Feed-Your-Angel/108290695884005">http://www.facebook.com/pages/Feed-Your-Angel/108290695884005</a><br />TWITTER: <a target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/feedyourangel">http://twitter.com/feedyourangel</a></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[AGING AND DEATH]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/06/blogger.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/06/blogger.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 02:00:00 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.davidgeschke.com/1/post/2010/06/blogger.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Originally posted January 29th, 2009 at BLOGGERAs I approach my 50th birthday later this year I can't help but think  about my personal future and the American way of aging and dying.  As  many of you already know, my mom is 94 and has been in a nursing home  for years.  I've watched many of her fellow roommates and friends pass  away during that time.  I've seen hundreds [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; ">Originally posted January 29th, 2009 at <a target="_blank" href="http://daveonbass.blogspot.com/">BLOGGER</a><br /><br />As I approach my 50th birthday later this year I can't help but think  about my personal future and the American way of aging and dying.  As  many of you already know, my mom is 94 and has been in a nursing home  for years.  I've watched many of her fellow roommates and friends pass  away during that time.  I've seen hundreds of people in the three homes  she's been in just living out what's left of their lives in solitude  with very little contact from anyone other than the staff in most cases.   Most of them need help walking if they can at all, help toileting,  many need help eating... it's SO sad to look around the room and see  that for seemingly MOST people this will be how we end our lives.   Scares the HELL outta me, I don't see how or why anyone would want this  to be the end of their lives.  As I survey the nursing home mom is in I  can't help but think ALL those people led vibrant lives at some point,  loved, lost, worked, got married, had kids, dreams... and THIS is how it  ends?  Very sad.  One thing I will say is the home she's in is very  good.  If you ever have to put a loved one in a setting like this check  out several facilities and go w/the one w/the best STAFF.  It's the  people working there that make all the difference.<br />  <br /> My father was very different, never went to a facility.  Died of a heart  attack at home at age 71.  Which brings about a whole slew of other  thoughts and emotions... 71?  That's only 21 years away!  Hell, SIXTY is  only 10 years away!  You wonder why people have mid life crises?  All  of a sudden it's easy to look back and think "what the hell did I ever  do that amounted to anything"?  I'm very self critical anyway, but as I  age I start to realize a few things that I probably knew all along but  didn't really internalize as much as I do now:<br />  <br /> 1) You become what you think about, so control your thoughts to create  the life you want<br /> 2) Hold yourself to the highest standards of personal honesty and  integrity<br /> 3) In decisions where it's head vs heart always follow your heart<br /> 4) Let LOVE be the controlling force in your life - find work that you  love, hang out with the people you love, there isn't enough time to  spend it w/people or in activities you don't like<br /> 5) Carpe diem - Seize the day - You only have this instant and now it's  gone.  A happy life is created by happy moments and the only moment you  can control is now.<br />  <br /> You get the idea.  I'm a creature of routine and sometimes I sit back  and think "is this the routine I want to be the bulk of my life?   Couldn't I do better than THIS?"... I was looking through the great  quotes I posted in the other forum and there was dates lived after each  quote like Harry Truman 1898-1972, etc... this is what got me thinking  about this today...<br />  <br /> David Geschke 1959-??<br />  <br /> Everyone dies, most of us will have tombstones... we all have the  ability to make a difference in people's lives.  My resolution this year  is to make better decisions to allow me to get to that end date,  whenever it is... and know I led an honorable life that made a positive  difference in the lives of the people I touch on a daily basis.<br /></div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>

