Good day! Welcome to my pro-Michael Jordan Blog. For the record I am also pro-Dr. J, aka Julius Erving. With the initial statement that I am pro-Jordan many of you basketball fans may be thinking I am already intimating that LeBron James is an inferior or a terrible player. On the contrary, I think LeBron James is indeed the King of his era. Continue reading “LeBron James the Starfish”
The year was 1986 and I was a 14 year old freshman in high school when I first tried to end my life…
Back in 1986 there was no Twitter, there was no Facebook and there was no Instagram or the plethora of other social media outlets to draw a ground swell of attention to social issues and topical relevant trending events. Back then 1 out of 1000 of the ‘happenings’ were reported and that was just typically on the nightly news. Oftentimes serious events or noteworthy occurrences in other states or worldwide took weeks to be reported and then it would be in periodical magazines or in the newspapers. Believe it or not, there were school shootings decades ago that happened…but there was no instant broadcast vehicle to relay the information around the globe. For those that have only existed in this instant gratification world of constantly evolving and morphing new age technologies, these concepts must be unfathomable. Continue reading “Suicide Awareness”
Good morning and welcome to June 5th 2018. What’s news and interesting? Do you know Bill Gates? Asking for a friend.
You really thought I was going to say cheese didn’t you? C’mon be honest. To be above board here, I thought about it. Continue reading “Cutting the…”
Good afternoon and welcome to the last Tuesday in May 2018 of your lifetime! I tried to come up with something clever and catchy for the title but as of the writing of this part…I hadn’t tapped into anything yet. Maybe it will just come to me. Time will tell.
Sometimes it seems like nothing, and I mean virtually nothing, is within our control. At times like these I fall back on a sentiment from a cheesy little movie I truly enjoy called The Replacements. The main character in the made-up football flick is Shane Falco. During the course of the movie we get bits and pieces of his current life and the backstory that the ‘present day’ person is built upon. Shane’s character has a minute in time where he is addressing his teammates in the locker room. This is a vulnerable moment where he relays a fear to try to unite his teammates. His analogy is about the pitfalls of his playing career. He labels his fear: quicksand; I’ve stolen the passage and pasted it below: Continue reading “Paper Airplanes”
Good afternoon and welcome to my blog. A few times each year I will take to this forum to discuss my favorite baseball team, the Cleveland Indians. Unlike some baseball fans who only gripe about the problems with their team or are completely bias when it comes to their favorites, I break down my team in an honest fashion and at least offer semi-reasonable solutions. Also when I perceive weakness with a player or position or unit, I suggest a solution or point out how the problem could have been avoided. So with the tracks greased, let’s shove off and see how much speed we can pick up before the termination point! Continue reading “May 7th Cleveland Indians Report”
Good day to all, young to old and from here to Timbuktu and maybe a little further! Continue reading “Stirring the pot a little – PT. II”
Hello and Happy Friday!
First off thank you to the many dedicated readers of mine, either by choice or accident, who have continued to check in on my blog this month. Thank you, thank you! With the extra time prepping for work trips and other time obligations, the time to post on my blog has been scarce. With that said I have a topic for today!
Never grow up, just don’t do it. It’s entirely a trap. Bait-and-switch. A punch to the face while sleeping. No matter what great things you think there are in being adult, it’s just not worth it. Yeah there are a few decent but elusive perks (censored) but the mountainous loads of BS you have to endure for those precious few perks will only turn you quickly to a life of vice, bitterness and unrelenting sarcasm.
Peace. Friday the 13th style.
Happy Hump Day – the last one for March 2018! Time, relatively speaking, seems to have flown by in the first three months of this year. It is already the end of March and the baseball regular season is set to begin tomorrow (Thursday, March 29th); so that is something to be excited and enthused about for the short-term. But twirling in this everyday grind of adulting, things are so much lather, rinse and repeat. Obviously for the hygiene-conscious people this has a literal translation but also in the cosmic sense of full-time adult life of having to work to support family and a life style – it applies there too. Continue reading “No Offense”
In the spirit of reading on-line Want Ads, Notices and Services Offered – I fabricated a few for entertainment value.
For everyone who has told me:
You’re not good enough
You will fail
You are worthless
You’re too short
You just can’t
You don’t matter
I DON’T CARE…and SUCK IT.
Happy Hump Day e-travelers! Hope your surfing experience is hitch and glitch free. Sometimes when I have ideas in my head that knock on the inner door asking for entry, there is a bit of a tangent that occurs. I can usually see a bit of a silly path or a serious path to write about in flushing out the idea. Today in a random moment while washing my hands (yes people, you can do that after going #1 or #2 in a public restroom! Ugh!), I spied the restroom attendant’s cart of cleaning supplies. One such item was a sheathed toilet brush. From there the tangent process just flowed (sorry for the pun).
Bathroom Attendant Dory (BAD): Hi there. Are you having a great day?
ME: (Washing hands) Yeah it’s OK.
BAD: Mind if I ask you a question?
ME: (Hesitantly) Sure.
BAD: (Reaches into her cart and pulls out a toilet brush) Does this smell like fresh apple blossoms?
ME: (Visibly grimacing) I’d rather not.
BAD: (Pulls the toilet brush close, closes her eyes and smells it like a flower) I smell a meadow and a summer breeze.
ME: (Finishes washing hands and activates auto-paper towel dispenser) OK, well I have to get back to work now.
BAD: (Unceremoniously whips brush to within inches of my nose) Can’t you just smell the grass and breeze?
ME: In all honesty, it smells like mildew, boiled eggs and purification.
BAD: (Looking more than slightly offended and facially saddened) That’s not very nice. Wandy has been with me six years as of today. She has helped me clean up some pretty nasty messes. (She starts waving the toilet brush around like a child with a 4th of July sparkler.)
ME: Alright, sorry to offend Wandy but I have to go now.
BAD: It’s OK. Maybe I will take her bowl-ling later to celebrate our six years together! Get it, bowl-ling?
ME: Alrightey then, take care, bye bye now.
This took about a minute to play out in my head between washing my hands and waiting for the elevator. I forgot to mention BAD was wearing long, oven-cleaning-yellow, rubber gloves and a protective apron like Dexter used to wear on his show.
Hope your day before the day before Friday is going well.