Money, Flat Earth Society, Sock Monster

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Money –Where to start with this one? I guess it’s something that pretty much everyone on earth can relate to. So it must have something going for it. Ask the Chinese what football is, and they’ll ask you what it’s like to have more than 2 children. My point is not everything goes hand in hand with us humans. But money does. Some people want money, work for money, save money, steal money, counterfeit money, lie about how much money they have, don’t care about how much money they have or don’t have. Money can be so many things. But there is one thing that money can’t be. And the answer to that is: EVIL. Money is not evil, and it is certainly not the root of all evil. In most cases money is only a single piece of paper, and it’s not even a regular size piece of paper. People are evil, and we as people, are the root of all evil. Let’s somehow imagine that money has never existed. Ok cool, newsflash, people would still be evil. And just as evil. Hell maybe even more evil. It’s easy to blame something as petty as money as the root of all evil. This makes sense, because why would anyone blame the real problem? We (humans) are the problem. We are evil. Get used to it. It’s life. It’s never going to change. Some people are more evil, some are less evil. We do not need money to be evil. We do not need greed to be evil. Now, I know by saying that the whole money is not the root of all evil thing is a broad statement. More than likely some people would like to counter it and prove I’m wrong. I’m not sure what the counter argument would be, but it wouldn’t change my mind. And this is my blog, so my mind wins.
Flat Earth Society –Yes, just Google it. Somehow these people still exist. Not really much else to say. Moving along…
The Sock Monster –I have a serious question. Does anyone else out there just randomly lose socks? Because I do. Now before we get too crazy here, I only use socks for my feet. Let’s take a look at my daily sock routine. I put a clean pair of socks on in the morning. Before I go to bed, I take those same socks off and stick them with the rest of my dirty clothes. On Sunday, I do my laundry. I take all of my dirty clothes from the week that was, and I put them in the washer. I even back trace my steps just to make sure that I didn’t drop anything. After the washing is finished making its way with my clothes, I then put the clothes into the dryer. Which is right beside the washer. Now I repeat this entire process for a month. Nothing changes. Yet somehow at the end of the month, I notice I am missing at least of couple pairs of socks. I laugh about it now, but when I realize I’ve been attacked again, I kinda get pissed. I then make my pissed off self to WalMart and buy another 10 pack of socks. What’s the point or meaning of this current blog subject? Well I can’t answer that, because there isn’t one. Actually all of my blogs are random and I really don’t give a shit about anything that I talk about. Thanks for reading, I’ll be back soon.

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Friends

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I’ve been a blogging machine lately. I guess I like to type or I’m just mega bored at work. Anyways, I’ll be blogging about friends today. Here it goes.
Life. It’s an interesting ride to say the least. One of the more enjoyable experiences of being alive is the joy of friendship. I say joy because I am a male, and my friends only bring me joy. If I were female, this would also include: drama, fighting, ignoring, drama etc. Oh the differences of the two opposite sexes. I’ll be blogging about that very soon.
What is a friend? That’s hard to define, and is also subject to ones opinion. So what’s my opinion of a friend? I’ll start with someone who is trustworthy. Not as in I trust this person not to eat the rest of my snickers bar, but more like I trust this dude not to convince my girlfriend that I’m ok with a friendly bj while I go to the restroom. Ok so maybe that’s not really a guideline, but you get the point. I have a very strong core group of friends, which is one thing in life that I am thankful for. All of which are trustworthy. And you can also follow most of them on twitter (@QuagmireDP @josh_its @HaloEffect01 @Bevisd01) so do it! The next rule about a friend, is that they can not be a tool. This speaks for itself. Nor can they be dumb, unless you are dumb, then it will be a perfect match. You can only have one friend who listens to country music on a regular basis, unless you listen to country music also. Then again, if you do, you are probably a girl, but I’m currently blogging about male to male friendship. Also, only one ginger friend per person. Karma doesn’t exist, but if she did, she would struggle to balance multiple gingers, so avoid it at all costs.
Of course there is more to being a friend than not being a untrustworthy tool. I try to follow the “what not to do path.” I start by thinking about girls that I know, and the friendships that they have. This is a very easy reference, and I do consider it to be an easy way out of truly trying to be a good friend. It makes being a friend way too easy. Lets look at this example for instance: Contrary to the standard female friendship rule book, you can talk to two separate friends, even if they are currently at odds with one another. Take for instance Jack who wore his blue shirt to school, when Rob very politely asked him to wear there matching red christmas sweaters. Rob is now upset with Jack and he is no longer talking him. So what are you to do? This is very easy. You can talk to both of them whenever you feel like it, just like nothing happened. And you know why? Well duh, because nothing happened. Being a male friend with another male friend is so easy almost anyone can do it, except Jack and Rob.
A few quick notes to end this… don’t make shit up so your friends think your cool. If they are your friend, you are already cool, not because you claim to climb mountains for a hobby. Actually there is never any need for exaggeration. I guess that is only one note. I’ll be back soon with a new blog, not sure about the topic yet.

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Being a parent

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Hello all and welcome to my second blog post. The good news is I still have a job writing blogs for myself, the bad news is they are still worthless. Also, I am open to any ideas to write blogs about. Just let me know if you want to hear my opinion about something, and I’ll make it happen.
This blog will be about being a parent. I’ll be sharing my story. Here it goes.
I found out I was going to be a father at a young age. 21 that is. Of course I know a lot of people become parents at a much younger age than I did, but I still consider it young. Growing up I wanted to be a parent sooner rather than later. There was always this fear inside of me of being a parent at an older age and not being able to go outside and play sports with my children. My jump into parenthood was not planned, but it also wasn’t a bad thing from my point of view. Life always throws you curveballs, and I was ready for this one.
The year: 2007, the event: The birth of my daughter. It was without a doubt the single best moment of my life. When I saw her start to emerge from the galaxy of awesomeness, I felt a feeling go through my entire body that I never felt before, and that I haven’t felt since. My life had completely changed in a single moment, and I couldn’t have been happier.
The year: 2011, the event: Raising a soon to be 4 year old. If you are reading this and you have experienced this moment before, you know whats up. Holy crap, this child is crazy. Not crazy like Charlie Sheen or Helen Keller, but a super awesome type of crazy. There is never a dull moment, well I guess except maybe for nap time, which I like to call “PS3 Time.” I probably should take a nap, but sadly I cant play my PS3 during my lifelong snooze fest, aka life after death. Nor can I play it when my daughter is awake, she just doesn’t see how Spongebob shouldn’t be on the tv 24/7.
As a child, I never really thought about what being a parent would be. I guess I never really thought about it until my super soldiers bull rushed that egg and created a very mini big bang about 5 years ago. I find it funny that things I hate in life (reading, playing with barbies and baby dolls, reading, watching nickelodeon all day, reading) I actually enjoy those activities with my daughter. Watching a child grow and learn, is simply amazing. Then again, we as humans are amazing ( Ill be blogging about that very soon).
I am excited for the upcoming days and moments in my daughters life, and I am ready for whatever challenges lay ahead. Well that’s all for this blog. I’ll be back later today another one. The next one will be about friends.

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General

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Hello and welcome to my blog. This is a first for me, and I am very excited to share with you all of my pointless information and beliefs. I will be blogging about anything and everything, including: sports, religion, daily activities, relationships, dumb people, etc. I’ve always wanted to do a blog, and my friend QuagmireDP and his blogs have inspired me. Thanks to him, now you lucky bastards will get to taste some of my thoughts, and yes, they taste delicious. Also, I am not writing these blogs to wow anybody with my grammar and/or correct writing style. So back the f*ck off and just read the shit.
I’ll start with a little info about myself. I’m 26 years old, I have a wonderful daughter who turns 4 in May, I work at NCO Financial Systems in Dublin, I own my own home in Marysville, and I am the guitarist for my band Halo Effect.  Being 26 years old is not what I thought it would be. Technically I’ve already lived a 1/3 of my life. I’d like to say I’ll live to be 100, but 75 is more realistic. This isn’t a happy thought. It doesn’t take much to realize that you only live once, and to think that I’m a third done is honestly depressing. I do try and make the best of it that I can. I see that as the only way to live. I try to be worry and stress free, and for the most part I succeed at that. When I see people constantly being stressed and worrying nonstop, I tend to believe they haven’t caught on to the whole you’ll only live once thing. Growing up, I was always reminded from my parents that times fly’s when you get older. Holy Shit they nailed that. Year by year, it gets worse. We tend to get caught up in the same shit everyday category, and this is the main reason times fly’s by. I have yet to figure out a way to manipulate this system, though rest assured I will pass on the information when I receive it.
I’ll be back soon with my next blog. More than likely it will be about parenting. Until then, try and take in the greatness of my blog conclusion: Go eat a chipotle burrito with chicken, rice, hot salsa, corn salsa, extra cheese and a lil bit of lettuce. And make sure you ask those fast wrapping fools to mix that shit up first. If they have trouble understanding the question, just say “¿Puedes por favor mezclar mi burrito antes de que envuelva? Gracias Jose.” When you are done, do not waste your time by thanking me. The happy smile on your face, gurgling stomach and eventual climax of the chipotle release system will be thanks enough.

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