this is what we call a paradox

ok so here is cute, girly quote:

"The only people you need in your life are the people who need you in theirs"

Let's extrapalate this a bit shall we?

If you wait for someone to need you in their life and they wait for you to need them in your life.....you're both going to be waiting a fucking long time. Don't get it? Try this: If everyone in the world stands on a line and turns to the left, then you will see the back of their heads. Now, if your goal is to see their face, by this logic (even if everyone turns to the right from the current position) you will never be standing face to face with someone. Someone has to go first!

Moral: Girly, feel good things are fucking stupid.

oh this will be fun.....

Okay, so I found a total time waster called stumbleupon.com......below I have listed a bunch of shit I found awesome, maybe you will too (I don't care if you do or not, my self entertainment is clearly more important....).

1)Bulls advance-dominated the last game
2) Blackhawks lost-what else did you expect after losing 9 players
3) I lost my bluetooth, bought a new one-not liking it (I have funny shaped ears and it won't sit well in them)
4) An interesting logical theorem about the existence of God (not saying I agree, but it is interesting to think about:

If God is willing to prevent evil, but is not able to
Then He is not omnipotent.
If He is able, but not willing
Then He is malevolent.
If He is both able and willing
Then whence cometh evil?
If He is neither able nor willing
Then why call Him God?

5) Classic Man: The underdog. Odds stacked against him, he grinds, struggles, fails, but eventually succeeds.
Never, never, never quit-Winston Churchill


http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1WjbBr/artlung.com/smorgasborg/how_to_tick_people_off.shtml

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1dO7IJ/photography.nationalgeographic.com/wallpaper/photography/photos/best-pod-august-09/cuban-tree-frog/

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/74Y6lL/www.owned.lv/15067/10-cents-a-minute/

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/2MYVze/consumerist.com/2010/02/the-greatest-craigslist-room-rental-ad-ever.html

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/2Yg3Mx/awesome.good.is/transparency/web/1102/beer-map/flat.html

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1F2lgK/www.pattishomepage.com/read/beer.htm

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/2GVdnK/aceonlineschools.com/30-awesomely-bad-school-portraits/

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/9R7sEv/elliotvredenburg.com/storage/we-want-beer.jpg%253F__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION%253D1268394959425

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/5YwucC/macromeme.com/cat/alien-contact.jpg

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/2xuQAR/www.youmightlikethis.com/2011/01/this-is-america/

Fair winds and following seas......

oh hey....i have a blog

heeeeeyyyyyyy

so this is awkward....i kinda completely forgot i had a blog for a while.....whoops!

so new rule: since i have no free time, i will be doing this once a week. it will be more entertaining for the viewers since i can combine a whole weeks thoughts to write about. it will be better for me cause i aint that creative.

so my weeks thoughts:
1)baseball! (read CUBS!) so glad there is baseball back on the northside. the cubs are currently .500 and this sounds about right for cubs baseball as i remember it. they slowly plod along, then drop to 5th place when it really matters.

2) the bulls are struggling but 3-0 versus the pacers. Indiana sucks for almost everything. no one wants to live there. the sports suck. the town sucks. people wear jorts (jean shorts). nothing positive about the state, except maybe big ten sorority girls.....

3) back to baseball: what is spring to me? baseball tonight back on ESPN and the Sports Center top ten plays of the week. Top ten plays aren't really all that great without baseball involved. WEB GEMS BITCH!

4)I just saw an add for the fast and the furious 5.......fucking kill me know. how is this still a movie series? hasn't vin diesel made a reality show yet? oh wait, he sucks too much FOR REALITY TV! the sad part is that 5000 asian kids will still go see it......america is FUCKED!

5) I had interviewed for 7 hours monday.....i was unaware what amount of time it took for me to lose my voice and spastically cough while trying to talk.......that time is 7 hours.

6) Hawks are gonna win to bring the series to 3-2 in the canucks favor: FUCK CANADA-Even worse that Indiana.

7)Be clear on the rules. I played a trivia game with a girl on a date this week. We were unclear on the rules of the game for the first half of the game and we showed up halfway through......lost a 25 dollar gift card of free booze-own a map, ask how to play the game.

8) if you have a man and you love him, watch a man movie marathon with him (while keeping your mouth shut during the damn move, i.e no questions)-Dirty Harry, Godfather, Brian's Song, Field of Dreams, Casino, etc.

That's all for now.
Classic of Man: D-Rose. HE. GETS. SHIT. DONE. And his is humble in his greatness as well.

Thoughts? Comments? Questions? Riddles? Algorithims?

Fair winds and following seas......

FLIGHT QUALIFIED BITCH!

So I have been away for a while.....did you miss me? Of course you did. Since I have been absent so long, I will update you on my current state of affairs:
1) I had my initial flight physical a few weeks ago. This affair was supposed to take from 6am til noon. In true military fashion, I didn't leave the base until 430 pm that afternoon. So THAT was a long day.

2) At said physical, I apparently had a high density tissue mass in my lungs that the docs wanted to make sure was non prohibitive to proper military duty. So THAT took a while to get done. I had to schedule blood tests to make sure that I wouldn't end up on dialysis resulting from the contrast dye for the CT to follow. The drive back to base took longer than the blood taking itself.

3) The CT was fun. 730am, 5am wake up call plus work after. LONG day. I got a disk with my images but they mean nothing to me as I don't know what I would be looking for. I later found out that I am A-OK.

So as this post as long over due, I found my two favorite quotes in the world (I think) on my old computer (Oh yeah, I bought a mac book air. Pretty cool, but I don't do enough with a computer to be one of those savvy tech mac dudes).

"Look at you. You're exhausted, hungry, thirsty, cold, wet, and miserable. Your body trembles, from soreness and fatigue, and even as I look at you, you are swaying on your feet like you will collapse any moment. Now you can feel it. The spirit that will make your body like iron wrapped in silk, your attacks as deceptive as a needle hidden in a ball of cotton. Now, you are ready for real training."

"The best things in life are beyond money; their price is agony and sweat and devotion...and the price demanded for the most precious of all things in life is life itself, the ultimate cost for perfect value."

 
Now, for the important part: Classic Man!


Classic man today is not a particular sense though it was a particular man who fits my description (I just don't know who it is...). The classic man today is the man who figured out that you can drink a cow's milk. Why, you might ask, is that person (obviously a man) a classic male? The reasoning is this: Men dare other men to do very stupid things. Eat HOT peppers, sleep with fat chicks, light bags of poop on fire on doorsteps....and drink stuff that comes out of another animal. I imagine the conversation went something like this (loosely translated from some earlier language, of course):


"Hey, whatcha doin?"
"Nuthin....look at them four legged, spotted things over there....."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, they got them things hanging down there.....like nipples."
"Ha, dude, imagine a chick with that many nipples....she'd have like 3 times as many boobs."
"Mmmmmm......booobs."
"Yeah and the littler spotted dealys suck on em' "
"What you think comes out?"
"I dunno, but I betcha a pig and two goats you won't drink it....."
"Hell no, I ain't drinking that shit!"
"Why not, you afraid?"
"I'm not afraid, I just don't wanna."
"No, you're afraid.....pussy"
"Fuck you!"
"Nice come back, you just are too scared to do it..."
"Well, why don't you drink it?"
"Cause I dared you first!"
"Fine, fine, but if you tell Bill about this, I swear to God, I'm telling the whole camp that you banged fat Margret then cried afterwards and she had to sing you to sleep."
"Fuck you man! I was totally wasted and couldn't see straight...."

That's all for now. Hope you all enjoy me being back as much as I do....


-Fair winds and following seas.......

floggins molly-tobacco island

so.....here we are, yet another monday-a wonderful way to spend 1/7 of your life, i suppose.

i was initially going to do a piece i call "a one sided conversation I have with the world while trying to avoid talking to that kid I went to high school with who is doing checkout at jewel osco." But it's not finished yet, so you gotta wait.

So instead, I am dedicating the next 90 minutes to you. Your hopes, dreams, desires, sins, penances, should haves, should have nots, and general hypotheticals.

Here is what I've got for you:

It's monday night, I'm listening to flogging molly on pandora, with a dip in and this is what comes to my mind-YOU HAVE A FINITE TIME LEFT ON THIS EARTH. My time is more likely than not even more compressed as I choose to partake in habits that I am sure negatively affect my longevity. I drink; often to excess, I used to smoke, I dip (quitting soon though), I don't sleep enough, I work too much, I vacation too little, and I worry (blame the Catholic guilt, I suppose).

And what does that lead me to? Jack shit. Why does it lead me to jack shit? I don't have a fuckin clue. I'm sure it shouldn't but it more than often does. So instead, I consider what I've learned over my 24 long years of living.

-I have a cat that is bulimic and another that is afraid of the dark.
-I don't have many answers to almost any question
-I am not overly quick witted
-I might be unable to die-time will test this theory
-The whiskey always burns me going down and the women always hurt me walking away, but I return to both hoping that the next time might be different
-I've learned that when I'm dead, I want my body to mangled and torn and used-open casket funerals are for Popes and Presidents, I have a life to live
-Something given is never as valuable as something earned
-To whom much is given, much is expected
-Most people from the Northeast annoy me
-College professors don't want you to use Wikipedia as a resource because most of the time is has all the information you'll need and is correct
-Always ask "Why not"
-Do something nice for someone everyday
-Everyone is smarter than you in some way, you just gotta stick around in the conversation long enough to figure out how
-Shoot first, ask questions later
-Rock bottom is never really that
-You may be on the top of your world, but you're on the bottom of someone else's
-Never, Never, Never Quit
-Most doctors don't know shit, first or last in their medical class, they have an MD after their name
-I haven't been able to "woo" anything outside of a cheeseburger-and even that left eventually
-If you're gonna make a mistake, go ahead and enjoy making it-just don't make it a second time
-The human body can accomplish amazing things-it's the human brain that often gets in the way
-A cold beer in a hot shower is of the best things in life
-So is the feeling of skin to skin human contact
-Everyone has an agenda, get used to it
-Something may not be worth your while, but it's well worth someone else's so fucking appreciate it
-I love a good smelling woman
-Simplicity is the key to happiness, take one task you are doing and focus all your energy on it, meditate within the task and do it to the best of your ability
-We are all connected through some greater force, energy, or whatever. There is no use running from it-it is the basis of human connection and life

That's all I want to write tonight. I've learned more, but I'll save it for a later date. No Classic Man because I think it would cheapen whatever it is that I am pseudo trying to accomplish here (I told you everyone has an agenda).

-Fair winds and following seas....

what a shitty day

Today was a miserable day.

Work was crap! There are some bitches in the world and they don't wanna let you finish a sentence.

However, I stumbled upon this quote and I think I love it:

Inflamed with the study of learning and the admiration of virtue; stirred up with high hopes of living to be brave men and worthy patriots, dear to God, and famous to all ages.
-John Milton

I really don't have much to write about tonight. My running workout was a bitch, 10x200m. I was sucking wind like a motherfucker. I got through it though which means I'm one day stronger than I was yesterday.

Classic Man of the Day:

Clint Eastwood! Classic Man! He is the eqiuvilant of what a man should be in both real life and his movies. He ultimately respects women, look I'm all for equal rights (despite the obvious biological differences that some women choose to ignore for some reason) but I do have a few male rules. One of them, possibly the most important, is that you always respect a woman. This basically translates to the fact that if you are a man, you NEVER strike a woman, if you do, you deserve to die a slow and painful death. Also, you open the door for a woman, you give her your seat, etc. Look, I get that women want to work, earn a living, get paid the same, etc. but I am a chivalrous man. I still believe in do things in the classic male sense, I guess. Think back to the 50's or earlier, that's how you oughta treat a woman.

Anyway,

That's all I got tonight.

-Fair winds and following seas.....

Gobbeldy gook

Well,

I return to my blog to see a lack of outrage over my (probably off color) Muslim joke yesterday.....I assume that's a good thing (maybe not due to clear reflection of lack of readership).

Today was an average day: Grinded through work (corporate BS and all-cause somehow paying someone full time is still cheaper than the time I waste doing shit to fill the empty position), got an okay workout in: cone drill-squats, lunges, diamond pushups, wide pushups, star jumps, crunches, leg kicks, and some other shit all while running laps around a park.

I also, officially today, came out of the closet as a.....fatalist. You thought I was going to say homosexual, right? WRONG! I love the female body too much and enjoy it's ability to swing, sway, and contort itself into too many interesting positions in which to have sex with to be a homosexual. Not that there's anything wrong with that......

Speaking of which, time to disspell a probable rumor about me: I am not, necessarily, against gay marriage. Here's why:
The act of marriage is a religious sacrament, and by the constitution of the US, we all know that religion and state are to be separated. Therefore, what you are really doing, outside of your particular belief structure, aka what this means to Uncle Sam, is that you are allowed to file a single tax return. THAT'S IT!  Look, 50% off marriage ends in divorce, if the homosexual community wants a piece of that, I say let them have it. The only way I am, probably, outwardly against this idea is if a study is conducted and we found that a majority of children from single sex marriages turned out to be serial killers, suicide victims, etc. Other than that, there are enough shitty opposite sex marriages that ruin a kid, so why not let the gays have a chance?

Any who, back to my point, I am a fatalist. What this means, TO ME, is that there isn't much you can control. Mainly I use it to not worry about the past. Sometimes I still do, but look, you can turn shit back into salmon dinner, so why worry about things you can't control. You do what you can; what's best for you, husband, wife, kid, etc. and move on.Maybe it was the right choice, maybe it was the wrong choice. The point is, whatever choice you've made, you have to deal with what the consequences are, not worry about what the other choice would have brought.

The caveat to this is that human beings on a large scale, mainly psychologically, don't change. What this means is that over a general world population, history is bound to repeat itself, if we fail to learn from it the first time, i.e. Genocide, Terrorism, bad relationships, etc. What the root causation of those issues is, however, is clearly up for debate.

Hmmmm and to think, I had nothing to write about 30 minutes ago......that's what inspiration if for.

Classic Man Time:

No real guessing here, but this guy is a man's man. My take on it might be a little different than the average male though. 1) He does fucking awesome shit. Go kill a boar and roast it, go chop off a snake's head, make a fire and survive for a week in shitty weather. 2) He's smart enough to know that he's filming a TV show and that man has evolved to sleep IN BEDS. I know he got caught staying in hotels and in generally populated areas, but look, you gotta respect the guy that says: "I fucking evolved from a monkey to walk on two legs and have conscious thought, I'll sleep in a BED when I can find one. Besides, I know very few college coeds that are willing to go back with a man to his moss bed under a tree and shiver/sweat away deadly mosquitoes all night; THE MAN HAS TO GET HIS.

Anyway, if you don't like Classic Man, go fuck yourself.....if you're lonely tonight, maybe you already are?

I will leave you will a parting quote:

"It is usually more important how a man meets his fate than what it is."
-Karl Wilhelm von Humbold

Until next time boys and girls.

-Fair winds and following seas......

I FUCKING HATE FRENCH PEOPLE

Ok so this isn't a joyous post people. If you're looking for sunshine and rainbows, you're better off looking in toilet bowl after you drop one.

I had a retard customer today who was French, and possibly Muslim, but the Muslim part doesn't really play into this at all.....though he did keep trying to cover one of his female coworkers up head to toe the entire time we were having a conversation (racially sensative joke. get over it people. move on, I don't hate Muslim people, just the one's who try and blow shit/Americans/people up). The part I hate is arrogance and that is most commonly associated with the French.

Look, let's be honest, what have the French done lately? Not much. They had some good inventions in the way back machine, but otherwise, they've basically been latching onto America/Britian for the last 60 odd years. Remember WWII? (and possibly WWI) France was fucked! Churchill is the only reason the French aren't speaking german today (Personally I think we should have just let Hitler keep France and moved on with it).

 Q: What's the motto of the US Marine Corps? 
A: Semper Fi (Always Faithful)
Q: What's the motto of the French Army? 
A: Stop, drop, and run! 

Q: What do you call a French man killed defending his country?
A: I don't know either, its never happened! 

"I just love the French. They taste like chicken!" ---- Hannibal Lecter 

"France has neither winter nor summer nor morals. Apart from these drawbacks it is a fine country. France has usually been governed by prostitutes." ---Mark Twain 

"I would rather have a German division in front of me than a French one behind me." --- General George S. Patton 

"The French are a smallish, monkey-looking bunch and not dressed any better, on average, than the citizens of Baltimore. True, you can sit outside in Paris and drink little cups of coffee, but why this is more stylish than sitting inside and drinking large glasses of whiskey I don't know." --- P.J O'Rourke 


I am back in PT form as of Saturday. 6 mile hump with 25lb pack (light but it still sucked cause of the weather), Sunday was a 3 mile run with ammo can lifts and a knowledge review of the M16A2 rifle, and today was a bit lighter with Push-Pull-Press-Abs and a 40 minute bike ride. The goal is 6 or 7 days a week cause that day off just kills me.


Classic Man of the Day:
George S. Patton
No picture, but the man was a fucking stud. See his quote above. He single handedly saved the world when Britain and France couldn't. Google it!


-Fair winds and following seas....

ok so apparently my last post was unsatisfactory

so I'll make this one:
A few thoughts I had today:

1)Is the biological mechanism that gives people headaches and women menstrual cramps the same?

2) I am ever more convinced that wealth isn't in terms of dollars, but in terms of souls touched. I think I figured this out when my grandma died. The wealth of a person is valued in the number of people who's lives you make a difference is. This is a sliding scale, mind you. If you can only make a difference in a few people's lives, but make a HUGE difference, it is equivilent to making a small difference in many people's lives. That give's me a real life motto: Whether billionaire or bum, you can learn something from every person you interact with.

3) Distance is relative. What it is relative to, is the amount of love in your heart for a person. If you love someone with your whole being (a daughter, boyfriend, husband, brother, etc.) a single mile can feel like a million miles. Really, distance works on an a scale of absolute values being that any distance is too far.

4) Sometimes, even if the situation isn't optimal, you gotta suck it up. It is going to hurt, you will be embarrassed, and you may not prove your total worth, but it has to be done.

5) Seeing is believing, but not everyone chooses to see and seeing isn't always done with your eyes.

I think that's about it. Now for Classic Man of the Day:

THE DUKE! CLASSIC AMERICAN MAN! Did a bunch of pro military films during WWII, made A LOT of donations to veteran's charities, also went on tour with the USO to entertain the troops. John Wayne never let being out numbered or out gunned get him down, he rose above it! The point I'm making is The Duke never said "I Can't" or "I don't want to," he just saw what needed to be done, tightened his belt, and got to work. I often wonder if maybe we lived in a less self serving society, we wouldn't be in all the trouble we are in now. If personal pride in one's work, home life, and societal perception mattered at all anymore, we wouldn't have to deal with all the bullshit "what's in it for me" assholes that we do now and the country might be better off. This and Jersey Shore, are also the reason I believe in sterilization during adulthood. If you look, act, talk, and fail to contribute to a society like a shithead, you don't get to repopulate (READ: re-poison) the earth with your seed. Also, on a separate note: Berkley,CA protesters and Code Pink motherfuckers (Google it if you are uninformed) should be able to be shot on site without any repercussions whatsoever. They are fucking morons.

That's all. Hate me if you so choose, everyone else does.

-Fair winds and following seas.....

Food for thought.

"Beyond the very extreme of fatigue and distress, we may find
amounts of ease and power we never dreamed ourselves to own;
sources of strength never taxed at all because we never push
through the obstruction."
--William James


"Be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few
be well tried before you give them your confidence; true
friendship is a plant of slow growth, and must undergo and
withstand the shocks and adversity before it is entitled to the
appellation."
--George Washington

"It behooves you, therefore, to think and act for yourself and
your people. The great principles of right and wrong are legible
to every reader; to pursue them requires not the aid of many
counselors. The whole art of government consists in the art of
being honest. Only aim to do your duty, and mankind will give
you credit where you fail."
--Thomas Jefferson

-Fair winds and following seas.....

yaaaarrrrrggggggg

YARG!

Not much to blog about-4.5 miles today. Feels good. Weather was warmer which was fantastic.

Ummmmmm what to say what to say?

I really don't have much to write about. Worked all day. Thought I lost my notebook for 45 minutes and was running around looking for it.

Someone give me ideas for shit to write about! This is getting harder to do everyday when I have just boring old days.

Just don't kill yourself tonight, please.

-Fair winds and following seas....

cheeseburger depot

Hi!
That title has nothing to do with what this post is about I just felt like making that a title. Here is my question, since I have a wicked headache: When is the last time you reminded yourself to breathe?

I do this almost everyday. I'm not sure you know what a tissue culture lab smells like, but it isn't good. So the first thing I do everyday I step outside after work is take a depp breath. I love the smell outside. That breath reinvigorates my entire being. It reminds me of everything good. It releases my stress.

Do you do this? If not, try it. See if it doesn't help your day.

-Fair winds and following seas.....

I just never learn

Not much of a post tonight. Just wanted to mention a small fact that I find fascinating:
Whoever designed grocery store orginization is FUCKED!

I have been grocery shopping for roughly 8 years and every time I go in there I spend at least an hour shopping cause I have no clue where anything is. APPARENTLY, my concept of what should go where and with what is not even close to what the person who runs Jewel Osco feels should be placed together.

I feel very grown up for 2 reasons:
1) I cleaned my room....again
2) I went grocery shopping and made lunch for the next two days.

That's about all.

-Fair winds and following seas......

the impotence of life

so a short post tonight since im drunk at home.

Tonight I went to best buy. I had roughly 100 bucks in gift cards for the store. I spent about an hour looking around for something to buy. I played with the idea of buying a netbook since my personal laptop is shit. I couldn't do it. I didn't want to get had for a piece of shit. Plus I was only willing to pay about 100 dollars of my own money. So after an hour what did I buy? A nose, ear, and eyebrow trimmer....for 16 dollars.

Next stop on my list was Binnys. First off, I was far more excited to be at the liquor store than best buy. Secondly, I spent 100 dollars at Binnys. 3oz of bourban and a few beers later I'm nice and buzzed. Thank God for my 40 dollar Binnys gift card!

So what does this mean to you?

It means think long and hard about presents. If the person you are purchasing the card for doesn't 1)Own a video game system 2) Doesn't buy CDs 3)Is just generally technologically impotent, DON'T BUY THEM A BEST BUY GIFT CARD! So at this point, I have 75 dollars that I can't use. I'm thinking about selling them for 60 bucks. Any takers?

-Fair winds and following seas.....

AW DUDE........

I TOTALLY SPACED ON THE DATE!

Seriously though, for at least 60% of the day, I thought it was Wednesday. I then remembered I didn't blog last night...whoops.

Well be calm my little, pretty ones....that itchy, tremoring withdrawal feeling ends tonight.

So what do I post about today? My shitastic day at work? My awesome re-entrance into the PT world with a 5 mile run? The fact that I follow @MayorEmanuel on twitter cause his shit is both extremely funny and a great story?

No, tonight, my post is not a normal post. Tonight, I write my ode to Chuckles The Clown.
You see, Chuckles the Clown will be leaving my place of business tomorrow and it makes me sad. I'll miss seeing her giant red (fake?) nose, her big floppy shoes, that little twirl of blue hair that remains (keeping her from total baldness). I will also miss that sweet aroma of whiskey, sex, vomit , and sweat, that clings to her like Bounce to a freshly laundered shirt. I will miss her 5 o'clock shadow at 10am, her Heath Ledger Joker style applied face make up, and the fact that she makes me laugh while trying to drunk juggle and simultaneously keep from passing out while entertaining those little Chinese kids, who stare at her, wide-eyed (relatively speaking, of course) because she gave them lead paint covered SWAG that was mass produced in their home country by their relatives' children for 16 cents an hour and no bathroom breaks for 17 hours a day. I'll also miss the way the devote, no alcohol, religious types get offended when she sprays them with her flower lapel that was supposed to filled with water but instead is filled with vodka cause Chuckles forgot to switch out the liquid pouches and what the hell, she's gotta get through that 8 year old's birthday party somehow..... But I'll mostly miss the little sounds that make you aware that Chuckles the Clown has arrived, the soggy, piss filled shoe walk, the boisterous groan of another long, booze coma induced night turning to day, and last but not least, the beautiful melody of 6 empty beer cans and a few empty glass flasks hitting the ground when she opens the door of her clown car.

So here's to you Chuckles the Clown, May God bless you and may the road be full of people willing to pick up a clown hitchhiker, the alcohol tax be low, and the parents of the 4 year old too trusting to run a background check, Wherever you are........

-Fair winds and following seas......

My apologies to K-Grubes

Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep Little Lion Man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself,
Take all the courage you have left
Wasted on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my...

Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble Little Lion Man,
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days Biting your own neck

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

Ahhhhh......

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

I’ve got seven women on My mind, Four that wanna own me, Two that wanna stone me, One says she’s a friend of mine

The Eagles-Take it easy.

Maybe a point to be made there? I think so.

Okay, so to clear the elephant from the room, No, I didn't make any posts while in Denver. I was too drunk. Deal with it. No, I didn't make a post yesterday, despite not being in Denver, I worked til midnight, get off me.

Now, back to the point to be made:

Take it easy.
I wasn't sure what I was going to write about on my first day back, wasn't sure I could find an overarching theme to my last week. I was pondering this on my way home when the aforementioned song came on and then it hit me: Take it easy.

Backstory: I arrived in CO without much of a plan of what to try and do/see/drink. Luckily, my wonderful cousin and fantastic friend were great guides. I saw the US Mint, Federal Buildings, Hobos in downtown Denver (There are ALOT of them), a gang of 16 year old runaways that hassle tourists at the downtown mall, went to a good will, saw some awesome art at the art museum, annoyed a lesbian waitress in Boulder, got REALLY drunk, almost saw my cousin beat a professional pool player in a pool hall, saw an awesome Zepplin Cover band FROM Chicago, saw some awesome stuff written on men's room walls, tried to kill myself skiing, and talked my way into getting drunk without even spending a dime at a ski resort without my ID (People love to buy people from Chicago alcohol).

Forestory: Guess what I got photos of? Go ahead, guess. I'll give you a minute..............................................................................................................................................

Okay, I took the same amount of pictures of urinal art as I did the beautiful landscape of Colorado. Suprised? If you know me, probably not. I am a horrible photographer and most of the pictures I took were with my phone. So I will post them below and comment on each one.

IDEA: Make a book of artwork, quotes, and sexual propositions found in bathrooms throughout America. I think it would sell given all the other bullshit that's out there......



Now to the artwork:

 T Rex written on the bathroom wall at the Zepplin cover band show. Awesome drawing.

 Horizon Going into Boulder, CO. Very Chill. Notice the clouds. Most of the clouds looked as though they had been painted on.

 Horizon going to ?????, CO. Also very cool.

 This is from a poster I saw. Notice the Dr's name. HA! Must have been hell growing up being her.....

 Just an awesome Irish saying from some random bar in Boulder, CO. Makes a true statement as well.

 My personal favorite on another random bathroom wall in Denver. This person was either very wise or very drunk....or both?

Those are all the pictures I took people. I was too busy living in the moment to do much photographing. OHHHHHHHHH! Can you tie the Eagles song into this yet? Go ahead and look up the lyrics. Try and find what part ties into my point (I'll wait since I don't post up entire songs in blogs like SOME people).....................................................................................................................................

Well, I'm a standing on a corner
in Winslow Arizona
It's such a fine sight to see
It's a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed
Ford slowin' down to take a look at me
Come on, baby, don't say maybe
I gotta know if your sweet love is
gonna save me
We may lose and we may win though
we will never be here again
so open up, I'm climbin' in.....

Do we see the point yet? Live in the moment people!

LIVE. IN. THE. MOMENT.

If there's one thing that I have (sort of) always been able to do it is this. Now, granted, I do worry about things ten steps down the road. But I also have the ability to enjoy what I am doing that very second. Looking at a cloud, silence in a car, eye contact with someone special, whatever.

Get lost in every second that you get that WOW feeling because you may never get it again. Take my ski adventure as an example. I was HORRIBLE. BUT....each time I went down the hill (mostly yelling "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! (This is mostly what you yell when you have no real concept on how to turn, stop, or anything remotely outside of generally falling down)) I was in the moment. I was enjoying the thrill that was the moment.

So that being said, I'm not sure I have a question for you, mainly more of a request. Everytime a situation presents itself to you, live in the moment. Remember it for what its worth: A thrill, voicing your opinion, the feeling of love, peace, anger, hornyness (don't live too much in this moment or you'll get a souviner you can't throw away...), whatever it is, just take it easy and if the situation calls for it, take a chance. It might work out or you might fall flat on your face.

Either way:
"It is only by risking our persons from one hour to another that we live at all."

-Fair winds and following seas.......

 

Valentines day-A day to remember a saint who did......?

Okay so not a  big valentines day fan. I either spend it alone or trying to live up to some silly expectation from whatever girl I may be dating at that time (never gonna happen, have another chocolate).

Oh yes, I PASSED my TEST! I also have been drinking a bit so forgive any typos. I was happy for 10 minutes today, then I started thinking about the next step. But that is 10 minutes more than I planned on being happy today so I'll take it.

I have not much to say, but a quote to put. It's not original, but I find it fits the occasion:
"No distance of places or lapse can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly convinced of each other's worth."

I love you all. I mean that from the bottom of my heart. Life is moments, and most of them are crap, but you hold on to the good ones cause they keep you through the bullshit.

-Fair winds and following seas.......from Denver tomorrow!

Language barriers

Had a question today as I was studying for my test, so I will ask it here:

Does green always mean go?

I'm not just talking about in America,but everywhere. Does verde mean va in Italy? Does.....well that's the only other language I know, so look up "green" and "go" and tell me. Better yet, look up traffic signals for all different countries and tell me if their proceed light is always green.

By the way, did you know that Caribou coffee is NOT the place for peace and quiet when you are trying to study? Nope, it is the place for some asshole to pound something with a hammer (I have no idea what he could have been hammering, but it really didn't wanna go in, whatever it was (double parentheses for a possibly funny text via sexual innuendo if you applied the female gender to "it," "Bill, I tell ya, I was hammerin' her as hard as I could, but I just couldn't get it in there!")), some rich lady to cackle at very loud decibels, for an espresso machine to make as much noise as a jet engine, but not the place for quiet.

Any who, I guess I'm officially on vacation, but I still woke up at 7am and I still have work/taxes to do tomorrow/Monday.

Here's another quote, cause my brain is too floopey (fleupy? maybe in switzerland!) to come up with something to say on my own:


Better to light one small candle than to curse the darkness.
Chinese Proverb

-Fair wind and following seas.....

woof

Bad day at work. I fucked up majorly.....took it like a man and moved on.

Quick post cause it's late.
Had a nice run today, good to get my blood pumping again. All this studying/working is really making me hate goal oriented tasks.

So let's ask this question:
Is everything you do goal oriented? Are you always working TOWARDS (maybe away from?) something? Or have you ever just been, as a good friend puts it, "Cali chill"?


Like I said before, no Classic Man, just a nice motivational quote to get the ole heart strings tugging.

"For every nine people who denounce innovation, only one will encourage it... 

For every nine people who do things the way they have always been done, only one will ever wonder if there is a better way. 

For every nine people who stand in 

line in front of a locked door, only one will ever come around and check the back door. 

Our progress as a species rest squarely on the shoulders of that 

tenth person. 

The nine are satisfied with things they are told are valuable. 

Person 10 determines for himself what has value."

-Fair winds and following seas..... 

the mentalist

so this won't be much of a blog but here is what I learned for the day:

After a long conversation with my cat, I figured out that I need to get laid.

That's it. No Classic Man. Test date is Monday. I'm freaking out and tired.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
Confucius

-Fair winds and following seas......

I caught the bottle flu.....

And it hit me this morning.......I think I caught it from a wild turkey or three. The white castle certainly didn't help. On the plus side, I won 125 bucks on squares for the super bowl......a game I didn't watch and a squares game I forgot I was playing.

So I also set my test date for the USMC. Next Monday I will be cursing myself and my lack of brains while others are swooning over their loved ones. I don't have this problem since I don't have a loved one......more chocolate for me fuckers.

And one week from today, I will also be prepping to fly out to Denver to see one of my favorite cousins and best friends/future sugar momma(s?). More than that though, I'm excited to try running at high altitudes. I am really hoping I pass out or something fun like that so I'll have a story to tell.

I was posed the question today on why I don't call my boss more. The only real reason is that because when I do, I get a list of 15 other things that I have to do in addition to the 20 that I already have to do. Hence, the comminque is kept to a minimum.

I am struggling for Class Man today. Nothing really jumped out at me, things jumped out of me, repeatedly, but not at me. I guess for Classic Man, I will do some Classic Men. These particular men are supposedly wise, yet no interaction I've ever had with them has ever left me any smarter, just less hungry the next day.....

Photo courtesy of fotoFluke at http://www.flickr.com/photos/barleymashers/120878020/

That's all for now. I'll leave you with an inspirational quote. By the way, I still am feeling the effects of that damn turkey driven bottle flu.....must be the weather.

"A shot of desire is worth a keg of talent"

-Fair winds and following seas.....

clutch, shift, gas

So I've already asked what drives you. Now I want to know what inspires you.

But first, FUCK TRAFFIC! I sat in 3 hours of it today to get home.

Now, I've already written about what drives someone, today, we talk about what inspires someone.

Inspriration is a powerful thing and it comes from all over. Nature, movies, music..... alcohol. The point is that something is profound enough to reach in and touch you (and not in a catholic priest-confessional-altar boy kind of way). Do you remember any physics? If not, it doesn't really matter, I can still provide the example.

In physics, motion, sound, and vibration can be charted using sinusoidal curves (See image 1)

Image 1:

Taken from :http://outreach.phas.ubc.ca/phys420/p420_05/anthony/Parts%20of%20a%20wave.htm

As you can see, this curve's position changes in a repetitve function. Now, in a case, say vibration, you can have pulsation vibrations who's function of intensity can be graphed in a sinusoidal curve. Take a single vibrational function and and add a second vibrational function (another sinusoidal curve) into the mix. Both vibrations act as independent waves. BUT when the two crests of each function of vibration sync up, the collective amplitude increases.It reaches higher on the graph. This is inspiration.

As humans, with a soul (or some sense of higher thinking) our minds, lives, thoughts, actions, etc function in a wave like manner. We are up/down, happy/sad, energetic/lazy. But that thing that inspires you or in general, relates to whatever mood you're in, magnifies that amplitude of your being. You may be out for a run and that one song comes on your ipod that pumps you up. The rhythm, message, words, beat; SOMETHING about that song works to sync with your current amplitude of being and makes it even bigger. It inspires us to do better, more.

So I guess my question is: What inspires you? It can be a person, place, thing, song, saying, anything. The point is that it magnifies your life's amplitude.

I'll share some things that inspire me: Quotes.

It's a bit cheesy, but so is that slow clap at the apex of a sports movie, so I can't be the only one who likes them. I have tons of them on my computer, and I thought I'd share some with you. They aren't in any particular order. Maybe you'll like some, maybe you'll think some of the dumbest thing you've ever read and they relate to your life in absolutely no way whatsoever. But that's the point. The question was: What inspires YOU. This is something that inspires ME. Note the obvious difference.

"Never give up on something you can't go a day without thinking about."

"Nobody said it would be easy..they just said it would be worth it."

"A friend is one who believes in you when you have ceased to believe in yourself." 

"All your life you are told the things you cannot do. All your life they will say you're not good enough or strong enough or talented enough; they will say you're the wrong height or the wrong weight or the wrong type to play this or be this or achieve this. THEY WILL TELL YOU NO, a thousand times no, until all the no's become meaningless. All your life they will tell you no, quite firmly and very quickly. and YOU WILL TELL THEM YES"

  

"If there's just one piece of advice I can give you, it's this - when there's something you really want, fight for it, don't give up no matter how hopeless it seems. And when you've lost hope, ask yourself if 10 years from now, you're gonna wish you gave it just one more shot. Because the best things in life, they don't come free."

"History has demonstrated that the most notable winners usually encountered heartbreaking obstacles before they triumphed. They won because they refused to become discouraged by their defeats"
B. C. Forbes

"Tough situations can never last but tough people will live on!'

"The best things in life are beyond money; their price is agony and sweat and devotion...and the price demanded for the most precious of all things in life is life itself, the ultimate cost for perfect value."

Out of every 100 men, 10 should not be here.
80 are nothing but targets. 9 are the real fighters,
and we are lucky to have them, for they the battle make. Ah, but the ONE, ONE of them is a WARRIOR, and he will bring the others back.
BE A WARRIOR

When Phillip II (father of Alexander the great) came into Greece he sent a message to the Spartans: εάν εισάγω Λακεδαεμον επίπεδο Σπάρτα στο έδαφος! ("If I enter Lacedaemon I will level Sparta to the ground!")

The Spartans replied εάν (If).

Anyway, those are a few things that sync up with my soul. Now onto "Classic Man." 

Because today's post deals with inspiration, I feel that there is only one man who can be highlighted:

 I don't need to know explain who this is. He inspired millions. Scientists and ordinary people alike. Classic Man, he took his inspiration and ran with it. Kind of the point, isn't it?

MATH!

Hi!
Do you know me?
I'm the guy who can't get a fucking math problem right to save his life.....

So I am having a small panic attack after doing a timed run through of my flight test in the mathematical area......This seems very hopeless right now and it's becoming quite frustrating. How the hell did I do this for the ACT? And more importantly, how did I do so goddamn well?

Ah, to be the young, indoctrinated soul that I once was......

No "Classic Man." I don't get math, you don't get Classic Man. It's in your best interests to speed up this education process then.
Short, sweet, and to the point.
-Fair wind and following seas.....

Potential for a brain aneurysm : HIGH

That's it! I am done studying for the night. My head hurts and I need vodka. Nothing really happened today. I, like everyone else, was buried in snow. I hope everyone is ok. Those of you that GTFO before the storm......you are lucky!


I had a nightmare that somehow this blog got emailed to everyone in my contacts list......bad news bears! Tell your friends if you like, but not my coworkers!

A few interesting points of the day:
1)There are OTC drug tests....weird. Are they made by the same people that make the baby tests? Do you still push your girlfriend down a flight of stairs if it comes up 'YES'?

2) People were stuck in their cars for 10 hours on Lake Shore.....bet there was at lesat one fucker that thought he could make it home without getting gas. Childhood lesson: Go before you go. Even if it seems like you may not have to right then, just in case.

3)The snow storm made me wish I was back in college. Why? Cause I would have been shitfaced by noon, that's why.

4)Are my cats really friendly with each other.....or gay?

5)More on cats: Do they think the lamp they are sitting under is the sun or do they get warm from it or what's the deal with that charade?

6) Read any book by Christopher Moore, someone still has my Lamb book! Satirical Genius!

7) How can you ruin someone's day by giving them relevant information? Dumb.

Classic Man of the day: Whoever invented vodka. They fucking rule. Except if they were French.....then, they got lucky!

Now, quitchurbitchin' and get a move on.

-Fair winds and following seas.....

yeah yeah i've been slacking.....

and it will continue because:
1) I have my flight aptitude test with the USMC in 2 weeks-study study study.....after a full day of work that is
2)I am taking my long vacation to Colorado in 2 weeks to see some awesome people


With that being said, this blog will be spotty for the next 2-3 weeks and I apologize. I won't have the energy to rant and rave for paragraphs. If you want to give me topics to rant and rave about though, I'm all ears and it takes the pressure off my already over stimulated brain.

Now, onto my point to be made:

Do our lives build towards something? Think of the pyramids....all those blocks building to a single point, a symphony.....all the music playing to a crescendo, that Saturday night hookup......all that work put in to find out whether her boob are REALLY that amazing or it's just Viki's little secret.

Do you or have you ever felt the building of a moment in your own life? I realize that for some this question is hard to answer (if only we had soundtracks to our lives, we could tell so much easier!)....but just think about it. It is the exam you're studying for? The girl (or boy) your chasing romantically? The sprint at the end of a run you are on?

In my opinion (since that's pretty much all that matters anyhow....hence why I like this more than facebook) our lives are like a mountain range. There are many little peaks along the way, some bigger than others, some steeper, some even have those little trams that take you to the peak (insert trust fund babies). I think, if you're really lucky, you get a mountain range of varying sizes of peaks,  but you also get that ONE PEAK. You know the one, the all or nothing, this is the whole fucking point of dragging my ass out to the middle of Tunisia (do they have mountains there?) and surviving without TV, Comfort, Electricity, or masturbation for the last week! If you're lucky, you get the one HUGE peak, and you are smart enough to recognize what the peak is....or how high it can take you.

I would imagine that plenty of people get that huge peak and fail to look all the way up it and see where it can take them. Sure, it will be a pain in the ass, but when you lookout from the top of it, you are a fuckload higher than all those other assholes, because you made the extra effort.
That's what separates us from our peers, who was willing to climb to the top and who was satisfied just to get off the ground?

So until next time I have a spare 10 minutes, CLIMB HIGHER, I promise it's worth it!

-Fair winds and following seas.....

The most powerful grain of salt you'll ever have

So tonight's post is about something we all hold onto very deep inside of us, something that is at times infinitesimal and sometimes it is bigger than your mind can even imagine. 

Tonight's post is about Hope.

We all have it. For some of us, it's all we have, but universally speaking, it is the most important thing that will ever bind us as a species. I say species because as far as I know, dogs, cat, gorillas, no one, other than humans, has hope. Which is to say (and I know there are religions/belief structures that disagree, but leave the semantics at the web browser) we are the only species with a soul.

Which leads me to this French proverb (note in you ledger, possibly the only time I will commend the French for anything....):

“Hope is the dream of a soul awake.”

Think about that for second......what is it saying? There is the age old cliche "a fire burning in your soul." I would tend to agree with that assessment. What has driven us for as long as we have existed is Hope. Hope for wars to end, for racial equality, for a better job, for someone special to say they love you, for that little stick you peed on to say yay (or nay?). 


My first question is: What do you hope for? Start small then work to the bigger stuff.


I am going to follow this up by raining on the parade. Hope is not always enough. The other old cliche: "Wish in one hand, shit in the other and see which one fills up first." Hope is merely the motivation, the driving force that dictates our actions or dedications towards that next step. Unless you do your work well, you  say "I love you" first, or unless you bump uglys (excluding the Immaculate Conception, but then again, Mary did kind of "make it" with God....or was it the angel who appeared that was the guilty culprit....maybe Mary just sat on the wrong toilet seat that night?), Hope won't ever be enough. 

The point is, you can have Hope, but without the mechanics of action, Hope is nothing. "Many men lead lives of quiet desperation." Those men failed to act, no doubt.


So my second question, to directly follow the first, is: What the fuck have you done about it lately?


When I talk with people, we invariably cover what they want (read: Hope for) in life. Then we cover how they are going about getting to that point. If you are the person who just gives me roadblocks when I try and suggest paths to take to get there, YOU ARE THAT MAN OF QUIET DESPERATION. And for that, I pity you.


Going "balls to the wall" isn't just an expression of working hard. It means you risked something, because if you know (and judging by my current following of readers, you don't) what slamming your testicles into a wall feels like, you would know that whatever it is you are trying to achieve must be hoped and wanted pretty damn bad (PS slamming your testicles into anything FUCKING HURTS, do not try/ask a male friend to do).


I'm not going to post another "Classic Man" tonight because I think it would be silly. A "Classic Man" in this case, is a man who takes that hope and acts on it. A man who risks his well being for his betterment, to achieve his goals, or to protect/care for his family. Think about someone in your life that has risked something to achieve a goal. They took their Hope and acted on it. That person is the "Classic Man" for today, the person that refuses to lead a "Life of quiet desperation."


So again:


What do you hope for?


What are you going to do about it?


Great, now go get 'em, Tiger!


I HOPE you all have fair winds and following seas......

Loss of words

So today I am at a loss for words, meaning this probably won't be much to read. I won't be doing a "Classic Man" today because I'm too tired to be clever, so I'll do 2 tomorrow to make up.


Instead of trying to entertain, my goal today is to cause self reflection. I've been doing a lot of it lately, it has brought back some very unpleasant  "what if" memories back.....

Why do we do what we do? Why are we who we are? It's a classic debate, nature vs. nurture. Are we ourselves because of our genes or because of our life ezperiences? I don't know. The thoughts now are that it's about half and half. But what if we experience something in our lives so traumatic that it redefines, reprograms who we are? And how do we define what is, in fact, traumatic for each individual? Just some thoughts....

I'll leave you with this:

It wasn't ever supposed to hurt. You weren't ever supposed to cry. And I never dreamed you'd sometimes feel so helpless.

Yet, as things have turned out, lots of folks have trouble getting out of bed on cold, dark mornings.

Anyhow,should there also be the occasional pain, tear, or touch of sadness beyond that, please realize these were anticipated, bargained for, and even sought after. As each would illuminate your resiliency, prove your strength, and help you blast through every flimsy notion that would otherwise keep you from seeing that even now I hold you in the palm of my hand and that all things are possible.

Such a deal,
The Universe

-Fair winds and following seas......

Glutton for punishment

What's up ya fuckers!?

Tonight's post won't be long since I need to get to bed soon.
I have a question to ask all of you: What weird little thing makes you feel good? It's something that no one else may understand, but to you, it's what you live (or die) for....


For me, it's pain. I am (as the tittle states....think ahead people, think ahead) a glutton for punishment. The greatest feeling I ever have is pain. And I'm not so sure it's the pain, but that millisecond after the pain when your mind just goes black, and then everything refocuses......and you're alive...if only barely. That pain pretty much rules much of what I do my entire life. I live to push myself to the point where I break; mentally, physically, whatever. It's why I run hard, probably why I drink whiskey (though I've heard it's because alcoholics like the burn of the drink more than the drink itself), probably why I put myself out there emotionally only to be metaphorically burned, time and time again.

So, like I said, what is THAT thing that you live for? Do you know? Have you ever even thought about it? If you haven't, you might want to. Why? Because at some point, you are going to be asked to draw a line in the sand about something; work, play, libations, relationships, exercise, et al. Maybe if you put some thought into now and figure out what that thing is then the next time you look down to try and figure out where to draw that line, you'll see  you've unknowingly already drew it.

Now for the "Classic Man" of the day. This one is a bit unsual, if I do say so myself.

Photo Courtesy of Steve Friedman, July 2004 Runner's World

Now, I would imagine you have no idea who this individual is, which is fair. His name is Gerry Lindgren. He won the 10,000 meter race in 1964. He beat the USSR runners, who, to that point, were an impenetrable force in this particular event (Think of the move Miracle.... got it? Yeah, they were THAT good). I'll go into a little background so you get the point:

The Soviet style of running was to run one lap (a "pace" lap) at 70 seconds, then run a "sprint" lap at 60 seconds, then return to the pace lap. They would do this at particular points during the race, key intervals within the 10,000 meters. So what did Lindgren do? He ran 7 sprint laps in a row.

Why is he the "Classic Man" today? Because he was the underdog, the smallest man out on the track that day, because he beat the Soviets at something they never lost (beating Communists is always "Classic American Man") and because he gutted it out through utter PAIN and AGONY, all for his country (The '64 Olympics took place right after JFK was assassinated by a want to be Soviet named Lee Harvey Oswald). THAT is why he is a "Classic American Man."

That's all for today.

Until next time,

-Fair Winds and Following Seas.....

Payback is a b***h

Hello Nation,

Remember how I said yesterday that you need balance in your life? Happy/Sad, Active/Passive, et al. Yes, you do, how could you forget....

Anyhow, today, Life decided to kick me in the ass after trying to reveal its secret by giving me a work day from Hell. Up  early for another workout, more attempts to push the earth and ab work. Normal work day for the most part. Played my quasi-typical role of whipping boy which after not actually doing work for a good 3 weeks (thank you meetings and jury duty) was a stark reminder on why I need to achieve goal numero uno (if you don't know what this is, look back to the original post). This was followed up by driving home (quick commute today-remember what I said yesterday?). THEN, I got to do more work.....which I am still doing......6.5 hours later......FUCK. I realize this isn't work, but I wanted to make sure everyone had a chance to read this and dream of tomorrow's posting while they slept.

Random side note before I wind back around to my original topic for today's "Classic Man" posting. I get an email daily from a site (tutuniverse.com) with little, interesting, thought provoking comments. Today's was particularly interesting. It was about how a lot of people wished they made and were able to spend a million dollars a year. You could shower yourself and the people you love with everything and be happy. Do you know what the means on a per day basis? $2739.93. Now, how much is your happiness really worth?

Now, back on topic. As I said previously, I have a number of tasks to do tonight that I SAID I would have done for tomorrow. People SAY a lot of things, yet rarely do them. A man's WORD has started to hold very little value in the world today. Today's "Classic Man" is a man who kept true to his word:

 

Photo Courtesy of armytimes.com

General Douglas MacArthur! Classic American Man! The general said he was going to return to the Pacific Islands victorious and he did. A man true to his word! He took every step to make sure it happened. How many times have you said you were going to do something, only to fall short because of the "effort" it required? The point is, sack up, grab a corn cob pipe and get that shit done!

That's all for today-Fair Winds and Following Seas-Company Whipping Boy out!

Monday Morning Traffic

It's 8:02 and my facebook is officially deactivated....but more to come about that in the coming days...weeks....years (?).

Now to get to the points of the day:

1)Thanks to my SONICBOOM alarm clock (Lights, Bed Vibrations and an OBNOXIOUS tone) and a call from the mother of my atheist god daughter, I was up at 5:30am to start my day like a big boy.

2) Got 2 workouts in: The morning- Pushups and abs, The evening-3.5 mile run....pull ups to come later. Gotta get lean and mean!

3) My longest observation of the day:

The title of this blog isn't coincidence, today, amid the crappy weather, I sat in crappy traffic. This didn't bother me today though (perhaps because of delieriem from being up for 3 hours before I started my commute on 4 hrs sleep).  WHY!?-you may ask.

Two reasons mainly, first, traffic is stressful. But we need stress in our lives, without it (according to human physiology, not JUST some asshole with a blog) we would die. That's right, without stress, we would die. I don't remember the exact specifications as to why, but I'll poll some of my smarter, former classmates as to why and get back to you on that.

The second reason it didn't bother me is because I am increasingly finding that life is all about balance, a yin and a yang, if you will. We get stressed out doing activities-speaking in public, working out, sitting in traffic, thinking about an upcoming date. We also get very relaxed doing activities-watching TV, smoking, eating comfort foods, having sex.

Both of these factors must be in balance. Too much stress and you have a heartattack, hyperventilate, tear muscles, or are all stinky and sweaty (And no one will find you attractive at that point). Too much relaxation and your muscles atrophy, you get cancer, balloon up to 400 lbs, or get REALLY chaffed.

Several articles I recently read on realsimple.com centered around being happy. Scientists are reevaluating how they study happiness in humans. Two of the conclusions reached are these:

-You can't be happy all the time, happiness is mostly a high we get from doing something, and like anything else you can get a high from, you can gain a tolerance to.....so be happy responsibly and in moderation. It follows a fundamental tenent of childhood: Too much of a good thing ceases to be a good thing (Drink a glass of whuskey, then drink a BOTTLE of whiskey and see how happy you are).

-Happiness also follows a yin/yang pattern that is echoed throughout life. Nothing tastes sweet without something tasting bitter, you never know your true love until you've dealt with your un-true loves, people in Hawaii who live in a paradise, are typically miserable because they fail to appreciate the beauty of their surroundings-because they don't deal with 8 degree winters. The point I'm making is that without being miserable at some point or another, you will never know when you are really happy. I.E. When I sit in traffic for eons, cursing the 90 year old Asian woman driving the SUV while talking on her cell phone and failing to recognize that a solid merging line means you should have merged 100 feet ago, not pull a left turn into the express lanes right when the median is on top of you (and more importantly ME), it will just give me that much more reason to smile when I am pulling 70mph and get home in 40 minutes that afternoon.

Hopefully some of that made sense. Work hard, play hard people. If it's good enough for Hugh Heffner, it's good enough for me.

Speaking of a man to epitomize all men, (or at least the dreams of all men-800 years old and still sleeping with co-eds=MAN DREAM, brought to you robot technology and Viagra) that brings me to something I am going to try and do everyday, "Classic Man of the Day."

This man can be real or fictional, doesn't really matter. He brings some facet of what all men (and by all men, I mean myself-again, deal with it) strive to be in one way or another.

So without further delay, today's "Classic Man of the Day":

This clipart is courtesy of http://library.thinkquest.org

That's right, Paul Bunyan! American Folk Hero Extraordinaire! He was a classic man, if ever there was one! Legend has it Bunyan created the Great Lakes, the Grand Canyon, and being a great lumber jack in general. He helped other men with their troubles in business, was humble, intelligent, but didn't take shit off anyone.   


That's about all I have for the day. On the topic of stress/relaxation balance, I still have more work to do for tomorrow relating to my J-O-B. I hope you learned something and maybe laughed a bit too. 


Until tomorrow, Fair winds and following seas.....

The ultimate goal

I am starting this blog in an effort to regain the epitome of what it means to be a man. I find myself overwhelemed by technology in my day to day life. Facebook, twitter, myspace;  it all sucks humanity and simplicity from our lives. That being said, I plan to take it back (And yes, I realize the irony of starting a blog to remove technology from my life, but deal with it).

This blog serves as a conduete to communicate my efforts to reach my life goal:
1)Become an Officer of Marines
2)Learn to hunt, farm, and fish-live off the land so to speak. No more handouts.

Secondly, this blog will most likely become a journal for my workouts (post yours in the comments if you feel so inclined), rants, and raves. The two latter points being stated, if you are easily offended, best sign off now. As a preview of my personal cranial ongoings, I will let you in on a few things about myself:

-I do not believe in being politically correct, that is for fuckers, and it is what is killing America and causing people to go on shooting sprees. If you suck, I plan to tell you so, so at least someone can say they did.

-I have a very strange and dry sense of humor, usually to the point of annoying others and causing me to sit alone at large parties. I don't really care, but if you don't get a joke, I ain't gonna slow down to explain it. Google that shit.

-I believe in soul mates, ipsofacto, I am a romantic at heart. Maybe mine has passed me by, maybe it hasn't. Maybe I'll be married 50 years, maybe I'll die alone. I don't have the answers.

-I don't have an auto-"I'm so sorry for you and can totally empathize" button. If you don't like something, change it. Hence my blog.

For now, that's it, but I'm sure there will be more to come. This will hopefully all workout and maybe I can make some people think.