*Don't tell anybody I told you this...but...I kinda miss going to school. Especiallay the fall season. Back in the day, it was the only thing that broke the last minute montony of summer vaction.
*My wife continues to impress me with her newfound athletic endevors. If I was to go back in time two years ago and tell the "past" me that Sherree would be running 5Ks in under 33 minutes...I could call my "future" self a damn liar!!!
*I'm having a hard time watching the Braves lately. They are starting to give me heartburn.
*I think a person's presence in a car unconcously transforms their ego. Some one is quick to cuss me out and call me the N word at a stop light, but everything changes when I get out of the car and start walking towards them.
*Everyone that complains about their job should first take into consideration that there is a possiblility that there are a shit-load of people out there that could do a better job for a whole lot less. You know that cliche "you don't know what you got 'till it's gone?" It applies to employment too.
*I will never understand Golf. If a sport doesn't make your heart race or if no cheerleaders are involved...I'm not interested.
September 16, 2010
Random Mind Dumplings 14
September 12, 2010
Five Angels
*This five stanza poem was written sometime in 2005. Each stanza was aimed at a different "Angel" in my life at the time. I learned a lot about myself by knowing these "Angels" and appreciate all five of them for what I have learned. Five years later, I hope they appreciate what they have learned from me.*
I don’t like to make fights; I make amends.
This has nothing to do with maturity and age.
I just wanted some space in your book of Friends.
Think about that before you tear out my page.
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I think our hearts were in different locations,
Even though we were standing side by side.
I wish I could give you more loving sensations,
But I’m only a loose end that needs to be tied.
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My companionship is not high in demand,
Because through the years I have shown,
That I’m a very hard person to understand.
Which would explain why I stand alone.
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It’s hard being the man that never existed.
I’m like a shadow that had never been cast.
Being the temptation that’s always resisted,
Makes me a distant memory of your past.
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It’s all should, would, and could in the end.
The things I should have said back then.
The vibes I would have loved to send.
The Man in your life I could have been.
Random Mind Dumplings 13
*HA! I took an eight month hiatus from posting on this site...and I'm the only one who noticed! :-) It is cool, I love my invisible audience. It's hard to think of creative things to write when you are planning a wedding, a honeymoon, attending three other weddings, and working my ass off on behalf of the best Railroad Company this side of the Mississippi.
*Ever since March 27th, the question I have been asked most is: "How's Married Life?" Married life is just as boring as shacking up...except, I don't feel as bad when her parents come to visit.
*I think the Divorce rate would plummet if more people shacked up before marriage, screw what the Sunday School teacher says. You don't truly know someone until you live with them. If you can put up with a crazy roommate of the opposite sex...you can put up with a marriage.
*I'm very glad that attention craving son of a bitch in Florida did not burn the Muslim's sacred book. Muslim extremists aren't afraid to die. Christian extremists aren't afraid to make asses out of themselves.
*I don't give a shit about gay marriage because it doesn't affect me at all. Life is a lot easier when you don't get involved with shit that doesn't affect you.
*I think people would make better political decisions if there were no such thing as political parties. Lately it seems like people vote for a political party than a politician.
*My X-Box has been broken since August 21. Although the withdrawal symptoms started early, I have done pretty well without it...well not really. I'm buying another one next Tuesday.
*I'm not sure if I have any Facebook friends reading this, but I'll go ahead and put it out there: I am fucking tired of people that 1) write in all caps, 2) never use periods, and 3) write ghetto. I kind of understand ignorant mother fuckers who say the word "Nigga" in their everyday speech...but to actually take the time to type it??? There are times I read posts out loud to myself and I sound like an uneducated slave hiding in the projects.
*Before you get "creative" in naming your child, do that kid a favor and consider what that name would look like on a resume.
*I'm not a big fan of the Confederate Dixie Flag bearers that try to claim that it is a "heritage" thing. I see more southerners proud of their "heritage" in rural parts of Georgia than in suburban areas of Atlanta. If it's a heritage thing, why are dumb asses in places like California and Wisconsin flying it? I was under the impression that the official flag of the Confederacy was the White Flag.
*Ever since March 27th, the question I have been asked most is: "How's Married Life?" Married life is just as boring as shacking up...except, I don't feel as bad when her parents come to visit.
*I think the Divorce rate would plummet if more people shacked up before marriage, screw what the Sunday School teacher says. You don't truly know someone until you live with them. If you can put up with a crazy roommate of the opposite sex...you can put up with a marriage.
*I'm very glad that attention craving son of a bitch in Florida did not burn the Muslim's sacred book. Muslim extremists aren't afraid to die. Christian extremists aren't afraid to make asses out of themselves.
*I don't give a shit about gay marriage because it doesn't affect me at all. Life is a lot easier when you don't get involved with shit that doesn't affect you.
*I think people would make better political decisions if there were no such thing as political parties. Lately it seems like people vote for a political party than a politician.
*My X-Box has been broken since August 21. Although the withdrawal symptoms started early, I have done pretty well without it...well not really. I'm buying another one next Tuesday.
*I'm not sure if I have any Facebook friends reading this, but I'll go ahead and put it out there: I am fucking tired of people that 1) write in all caps, 2) never use periods, and 3) write ghetto. I kind of understand ignorant mother fuckers who say the word "Nigga" in their everyday speech...but to actually take the time to type it??? There are times I read posts out loud to myself and I sound like an uneducated slave hiding in the projects.
*Before you get "creative" in naming your child, do that kid a favor and consider what that name would look like on a resume.
*I'm not a big fan of the Confederate Dixie Flag bearers that try to claim that it is a "heritage" thing. I see more southerners proud of their "heritage" in rural parts of Georgia than in suburban areas of Atlanta. If it's a heritage thing, why are dumb asses in places like California and Wisconsin flying it? I was under the impression that the official flag of the Confederacy was the White Flag.
January 20, 2010
Karma's Kronicles
Dinosaurs in the Book of Genesis
I think religion is a concept that has been abused and transformed into a tool of judgment and manipulation. The main aspect about religion that I don’t like is there are so many of them; most of them claiming to be the only true way of being spiritual and having a link with “God.”
Keep in mind that I am not anti-religion. However, I am an avid believer that everything should be questioned, investigated, and investigated again. I think a lot of people believe in what they believe in because it’s all they know and it’s all they have been exposed to. They never explored anything else therefore anything else isn’t possible. My skepticism towards “organized spirituality” came right when I started school.
To this day I don’t understand why my parents enrolled me in a private Christian School, not that I have anything against private Christian Schools, that’s unlike something they would do nowadays. During class, I would often ask questions such as: “If the Flintstone’s took place before Christ, then why did they have a Christmas special?” and “Why doesn’t the Bible talk about the Dinosaurs in the book of Genesis?” I was kicked out of that school in the middle of my 2nd grade year, not because of the questions I asked, but because the principal was full of shit. Afterwards, I had a nasty taste in my mouth about Christianity…at the age of seven.
Years afterwards I noticed that the most judgment people I would encounter were Christian. I had a Jewish high school sweetheart and she reminded me that we couldn’t get married unless I converted (huh? Religion outweighs love?). I often asked Mormons why they didn’t allow Black People in their churches up until the 70’s. September 11, 2001 Muslims killed thousands of people, including themselves, in the name of “Allah.” No Agnostic person told me I was going to hell. No Atheist has ever told me that I was wrong for believing in what I believed in.
I think religion is a concept that has been abused and transformed into a tool of judgment and manipulation. The main aspect about religion that I don’t like is there are so many of them; most of them claiming to be the only true way of being spiritual and having a link with “God.”
One of my favorite Comedians, George Carlin, mentions the fact that more lives have been lost fighting in the name of the “Lord” than you think. I consider religion organized spirituality. I consider spirituality a source of positivity and enlightenment. My method of thinking makes me wonder my so many lives end over the concept that eventually leads to a source of positivity and enlightenment? I can find so much other shit to fight about.
Keep in mind that I am not anti-religion. However, I am an avid believer that everything should be questioned, investigated, and investigated again. I think a lot of people believe in what they believe in because it’s all they know and it’s all they have been exposed to. They never explored anything else therefore anything else isn’t possible. My skepticism towards “organized spirituality” came right when I started school.
To this day I don’t understand why my parents enrolled me in a private Christian School, not that I have anything against private Christian Schools, that’s unlike something they would do nowadays. During class, I would often ask questions such as: “If the Flintstone’s took place before Christ, then why did they have a Christmas special?” and “Why doesn’t the Bible talk about the Dinosaurs in the book of Genesis?” I was kicked out of that school in the middle of my 2nd grade year, not because of the questions I asked, but because the principal was full of shit. Afterwards, I had a nasty taste in my mouth about Christianity…at the age of seven.
Years afterwards I noticed that the most judgment people I would encounter were Christian. I had a Jewish high school sweetheart and she reminded me that we couldn’t get married unless I converted (huh? Religion outweighs love?). I often asked Mormons why they didn’t allow Black People in their churches up until the 70’s. September 11, 2001 Muslims killed thousands of people, including themselves, in the name of “Allah.” No Agnostic person told me I was going to hell. No Atheist has ever told me that I was wrong for believing in what I believed in.
Why there isn’t a religion out there whose mantra is: Enjoy the life you have been given and don’t screw up anyone else’s? Can’t People can be different from you and still be good people? Doesn’t it piss you off when bad people get enjoy success? Doesn’t it piss you off when unfortunate things happen to good hearted people? I like to see bad things happen to bad people. I love to see good things happen to good people. You Reap what you sow…sounds a whole lot like Karma doesn’t it?
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Karma's Kronicles
January 19, 2010
The Image Of Us
*This was written around August of 2003 after I "reunited" with a former girlfriend from a relationship that took place back in 1996 when I lived in Las Vegas. We just happened to be able to meet up seven years later in Atlanta. It was exactly like being in a time machine.*
It seems as if my mind is addicted,
To the thought of you.
And I was wondering if I left an impression,
One you would like to come back to.
Or were you just a ghost-like memory,
Disguised as a human being,
Who will soon tell me it was all a myth,
And that I might as well have been dreaming.
Have I helplessly become attracted to that dream,
That I’ll eventually have to wake from,
And live the rest of my life awake just wondering,
If anything had changed since we were young?
Now, if you ever think about me,
Do you often smile when you do?
Did I remind you of someone you once loved,
Or did I seem like someone strangely new?
Because a part of me was aching to see,
The person that I used to be.
But when I saw you, my aches went away,
And time-travel fantasies became a reality.
Thank you for taking me back in time,
When I was yours and you were mine.
And reminding me that you are still someone kind,
And refreshing the image of “us” in my mind.
It seems as if my mind is addicted,
To the thought of you.
And I was wondering if I left an impression,
One you would like to come back to.
Or were you just a ghost-like memory,
Disguised as a human being,
Who will soon tell me it was all a myth,
And that I might as well have been dreaming.
Have I helplessly become attracted to that dream,
That I’ll eventually have to wake from,
And live the rest of my life awake just wondering,
If anything had changed since we were young?
Now, if you ever think about me,
Do you often smile when you do?
Did I remind you of someone you once loved,
Or did I seem like someone strangely new?
Because a part of me was aching to see,
The person that I used to be.
But when I saw you, my aches went away,
And time-travel fantasies became a reality.
Thank you for taking me back in time,
When I was yours and you were mine.
And reminding me that you are still someone kind,
And refreshing the image of “us” in my mind.
January 13, 2010
Random Mind Dumplings 12
*I have noticed that since my Fiancee has lost over 75 lbs. this past year, I have been telling a whole lot more fat jokes around her. I swear it's on accident...yes, I do tell jokes on accident from time to time.
*I don't see how an inside message shared only by females on facebook promotes awareness of Breast Cancer. How are you going to promote awareness when only half the population is in on the secret?
*Speaking off facebook, I'm not really comfortable blogging (or "mind dumping") on that site. Trust me, I love an audience...but not one that big. Too many people would get offended at some of the crap that I say. I'll save all my shit-talking for Karma Reaper's Harvest.
*I'm not fully addicted to Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 even though I've spent plenty of hours dodging bullets (well...most bullets) on Xbox Live. Playing that game is a lot like sex; I have to be in the mood before doing it, and I only play it for two minutes at a time, HA! (I was kidding about the two minute thing).
*A good friend of mine who I admire and respect recently mistook my admiration and respect for fear. I hope my friend doesn't learn the difference between respect and fear the hard way.
*Isn't it amazing how popular the word "Douche bag" has gotten the past five years? I wonder if douching has gotten popular as well.
*I have taken my first sick day off the new year; actually my first sick day in months. Sick days would be a lot more enjoyable if sickness wasn't involved.
*I think Tim Andrews of the "Regular Guys" is the Man! He is funny as hell, he is very witty, and he doesn't take shit from ANYBODY!!!! I hate admitting this, but I had a chance to meet him at a Hooters a month ago, but chickened out and buried my face in my hot wings (since I couldn't bury my face in a certain waitress' chest).
*I'm not really a big religious guy, but I honestly have to say that Top Ramen Noodles is God's most gracious gift to college students and people on a tight food budget. I think Dogs are God's gift to men who need someone to blame farts on.
*I'm thinking about posting an x-rated poem that I wrote several years back that got me a decent amount of poon in my "bachelor days." I'm within 74 days no longer being considered single, might as well. The name of the poem is "It Starts With a Smile." Maybe I shouldn't post it...my Mom (the Diva) might read this from time to time.
*I don't see how an inside message shared only by females on facebook promotes awareness of Breast Cancer. How are you going to promote awareness when only half the population is in on the secret?
*Speaking off facebook, I'm not really comfortable blogging (or "mind dumping") on that site. Trust me, I love an audience...but not one that big. Too many people would get offended at some of the crap that I say. I'll save all my shit-talking for Karma Reaper's Harvest.
*I'm not fully addicted to Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 even though I've spent plenty of hours dodging bullets (well...most bullets) on Xbox Live. Playing that game is a lot like sex; I have to be in the mood before doing it, and I only play it for two minutes at a time, HA! (I was kidding about the two minute thing).
*A good friend of mine who I admire and respect recently mistook my admiration and respect for fear. I hope my friend doesn't learn the difference between respect and fear the hard way.
*Isn't it amazing how popular the word "Douche bag" has gotten the past five years? I wonder if douching has gotten popular as well.
*I have taken my first sick day off the new year; actually my first sick day in months. Sick days would be a lot more enjoyable if sickness wasn't involved.
*I think Tim Andrews of the "Regular Guys" is the Man! He is funny as hell, he is very witty, and he doesn't take shit from ANYBODY!!!! I hate admitting this, but I had a chance to meet him at a Hooters a month ago, but chickened out and buried my face in my hot wings (since I couldn't bury my face in a certain waitress' chest).
*I'm not really a big religious guy, but I honestly have to say that Top Ramen Noodles is God's most gracious gift to college students and people on a tight food budget. I think Dogs are God's gift to men who need someone to blame farts on.
*I'm thinking about posting an x-rated poem that I wrote several years back that got me a decent amount of poon in my "bachelor days." I'm within 74 days no longer being considered single, might as well. The name of the poem is "It Starts With a Smile." Maybe I shouldn't post it...my Mom (the Diva) might read this from time to time.
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