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Thursday, April 28, 2016

                       I'm not hard, nor a bad ass, I'm not different, yet I am. My moods change like the Texas weather, and at times I sit alone and think of chances won and lost. I regret and I remember with fond memories that no matter how hard I try I will never forget. I'm really just an ordinary man, at times not giving a flying flip, while other times falling apart over the smallest of things.
                      I have learned in my life there is nothing wrong with showing emotion. I have been called worse names by better and really nothing, by those I can't even remember. At times I can get to deep, while other times seem non-caring. I haven't had a drink in many months and I feel truly better than ever. I still have many hurdles to jump, bridges to cross, and mountains to climb, not like most of you reading this post...... Maybe it's time to go Home?

Saturday, April 9, 2016

"Freedom"

Is it just me, or do others see people that are outside of the US (America) that always seem to blast our country, our way of life, our politics, our freedoms? Sure they can and that is what this country is all about. I just think it is so funny that there are those like that especially when their countries have just as much if not more problems. They blast us for gun rights or lack of, they blast Trump (along with many Americans) they blast our health care and justice system, they blast our crime rate, and do it from 1000's of miles away. Yes some live next door in my own Canada, or many live right here within our borders. And that's OK. If you pay taxes or paid taxes in the US and work or worked, and vote or voted, then you are part of the system and there fore have a right to bitch. It's those who deem this country as the root of all evil, yet have never visited or have, but very limited or a few times. I have from time to time told myself "Self, de-friend those morons" but then though, no they are the reason America is what it is today. The Land of the Free and Home of the Brave. Plus it gives me stuff to think about and laugh, plus come up with good shit to write about and amuse others.
"Omission of Guilt, or the Liberation of the Soul?"
I have done many things wrong in my life, some knowingly and some not. I have hurt people on purpose in my life and sadly those I had no meaning too. I have cried like a baby as an adult for many reasons.
 Now a days the tears seem to have vanished and dried up, but they are still there. I have regrets not unlike most of you reading this post. I try not to look back in my past, for doing so does no good, and only intensifies the pain of days gone by. 
I'm nothing special and have been called every colorful name in the book by friends and foes. I never meant to hurt anyone, although many will argue that point. I seek no attention, nor crave it. I have beliefs that for the most part are not of the common man, or general public.
 I have never stepped in any man's or woman's shoes, as they have never stepped in mine. I seek no prayers and feel others need them much more. I just live my life day to day, and hour by hour.

Friday, April 1, 2016

"The Eyes"

Over my 57 years on earth I have debated what was/is the most attractive part on a female. Of course most men will say the obvious and yes those are nice, but to me there is something more. I have thought of humor and brain, smiles and laughs, a soul and laugh like a child and the look in their eyes when you surprise them. That my friends is what leads me to what I think is what attracts me to women. The eyes, the eyes are the window of the soul and can tell you so much. Not really a color, but just the way the eyes are alive. The clear look, the way they smile, the way they gaze off in thought. I look back at the women I have known in my life and the women I have fallen in love with and they all had "The Eyes." I'm sure myself and other men are attracted to eyes, but in saying that we may not agree on what kind of eyes. The eyes tell a story, the eyes laugh and smile, the eyes can talk with a blink. The eyes can say "I love you" without the mouth even opening. Yes I guess I'm a sucker for "The Eyes"

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

              "The Road"

              There is a road, there up ahead. It's not really a scenic one or one you might remember all that well. There are a few trees and the occasional bridge over looking a small stream or pond, but again no one remembers and no one is really sure. 
              Before you realize it, it's gone and only a fading memory in the rear view mirror. At night its so dark that even with lights, one would think "it's still pitch black." When traveling this road you long to end the trip before it even begins. You pray all goes well and no rain or storms will assault you tonight. I'm not even sure this road has a name or is even a road. 
              Up ahead you see the turn off towards the lights of the highway. You look in the rear view mirror as she disappears and is gone till the next time. You smile, but wonder if the smile is relief or do you miss her already? Again? Like last time?

Monday, February 15, 2016

           This following statement is mine, but has been told many ways by many people, here it goes. My life like so many of yours has been like a roller coaster, most of our actions or reactions are a direct result of others actions or reactions to our actions or reactions....whew do you all understand that much, cause I'm not sure I did, anyway. 
            My point is a lot of us blame others for things that happen in our lives although we are the only one to truly blame. Without boring you all and going into many details I have lived a life of a YoYo, up and down. As of today I am in a up mode and the future looks bright. I work my butt off at a job a really like which actually involves working at 3 different businesses and dealing with the dreaded public, again I love that.
            There are those who are nice and there are those who are not. But for the most part I can deal with any type without a problem. Most people spend less than a few minutes in my life and I think for the most part I, like many others should be able to deal with that. If you can't you shouldn't have a job that requires dealing with the public in the public, it's really that simple. Part of my job is dealing with people who drink, and many have too much to drink meaning that multiplies the dreaded YoYo even more. 
             Again I can deal with that, this is my choice to deal with those types in this type of job, plain and simple. I don't rush home from my job to vent or cry on Facebook. I get paid on Fridays and I am grateful to be part of the Machine again, and again this is all my choice. At my age working has become harder and my old broken bones and body protest everyday, but like so many others I do what I have to, to have a somewhat good/comfortable life. It could be better, yes, but it also could be a lot worse. 
             There is many things I am grateful now for, and having a job no matter the pay or hours or title is one of them. Most should look in the mirror and know there are many others who have it much worse. Be grateful for what you have and look deep in your soul, most of what has been given to you, or not given to you was of your/our/mine own doing period, don't blame others. Rock on and become part of the solution not the problem.

Wednesday, February 10, 2016




You plow a field of nothing but dirt and you get dirt, 

change or add to that dirt and you get life. 

Wake up and change your life and your dirt will turn to breath, 

continue and nothing will change. 

It amazes me the same type posts over and over again. 

The power to change one's life 

rests within, nothing or no one else. 

Start with that person staring back at you in the mirror.