Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman always leads to Anal Sex!

I 'm currently transporting all of my belongings from a larger shoe box to a smaller one. I'll post some pictures when I finish moving. Through this whole process I needed some different furniture to save on space. Thank God there is an Ikea in Atlanta or I might have been shopping at rooms to go or maybe even the dumpster.

You wouldn't think that so many God Damn people would flock to a fucking furniture store, but Ikea breaks that fucking mold. I was perusing the store with Ashley and my Dad when I run into a girl I work with. We say "hi", I meet her husband, we chit chat and we all get back to perusing.

Moments later I see my friends wife walk by, I scan the area and there he is. The only thing weird about this, is that he lives in another state that's three hours away. We make out and slap each other on the ass and talk about possibly hanging out the next day and get back to perusing.

A few minutes later my Dad and I are talking about masculine things like shelving and bolts when I turn around and see a buddy of mine from the ATL. Nothing out of the ordinary there except he's hanging out with my friend Joe from Nashville, who I haven't seen in 4 years. We grunt and head butt and talk about what we've been doing with ourselves. I think he's a contract killer. I lie and tell him I'm a taxidermist and explain to how awesome it feels to embalm a dead animal. He laughed. I gave him a lucky rabbits foot that I stole from Walmart. He didn't say much after that.

I think Ikea should rip off the myspace slogan. Ikea, a place for Friends. I wonder how many people have had sex in there. I bet more than you think.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

In the Desert


I tried blogging yesterday. I even wrote a post, but for whatever reason my blog software hates me and didn't post it. No biggie though, It was just stating that I've been in California for the last week working.

Our conference was awesome, but we put a lot of work into it. 12-15 hour days wear on you. Our company focuses on sales training, but we bring in other speakers to mix it up a little bit. This year one of our key note speakers was Keith Ferrazzi. He wrote a book called Never Eat Alone.

You've probably heard of his book, but if you haven't it's about relationships. that goes hand in hand with what we do, so he was a great addition to the line up. I stopped in for a few minutes while he was speaking and he seemed pretty good, but people were raving when he got done and we sold out of all of his books in 10 minutes.

When that happens I usually want to kick myself for missing out on hearing them speak, but we're so busy and tired that we like to take a break during their sessions. One thing that I over heard some of the attendee's talking about after his session though was about having to discuss with others around you what your biggest struggles were. That in turn got me thinking about my own biggest struggle.

It's weird to type it, but it feels comforting.

My biggest struggle in the adult world is the fact that I never went to school. School being college.

It's never been a problem for me, but to alot of people it is a problem. Even though it's my life and it's never held me back, some people have issues with it and that's what bothers me even though it shouldn't.

I don't say this so people can encourage me and make me feel good about myself etc, etc. I just wanted to say it, type it, blog it, get it out of my system.

I don't have time, money or the energy to go to college right now. I may never and it's starting to look that way. Has this hurt my success in the professional world? Not at all, I know i'm one of the lucky ones. I don't take it for granted, but at the same time "Luck favors the prepared". I work my ass off and do a good job. I may not have a piece of paper that says i've completed so many hours of school, but I have another piece of paper that says, I've been with the same company for 7 years and that I didn't get spring break and summers off when I was 19 years old, while the rest of my friends we're partying their brains off.

As we all know, just because you don't go to college doesn't mean you're not educated. Not going to college means that when I read a book, I read it because I want to, not because someone is making me. Therefore, i'm pretty much going to retain about 60% more information because I want to read that book. I learn because I want to. I excel because I have proven skills, not practiced ones.

With all of that said, I'm not knocking people who go to college. My girlfriend is going to graduate this year from one of the best schools in the state and be a school teacher. I encourage and motivate her to work hard and make the grades everyday. College isn't for everyone, it is for her though and I support her and it brings me joy to see her succeed.

In turn though, she realizes that at this point in my life school isn't happening for me. She's never uttered a word about it that would make me feel inferior and she supports me in all that I do. That's what I need as I struggle in my mind about feeling inferior in a world that can alot of times look down on the "uneducated".

On second thought, Michael Dell seems to be doing alright.

Friday, September 08, 2006

Basket Case

In the early years of my life I watched my parents fight like cats and dogs. I never understood why, but what child does. They both had tempers that raged like an erupting volcano and my brother and I were the little village of people that lived at the base of the oncoming natural disaster. On top of that they could out curse any twenty drunken sailors that have been sleeping with whores and doing crank for the better part of a month. I think you get my point.

As we got older though, my parents cooled off for the most part, but the bad temper and the speak first-think later mentality was still ingrained deep within us. I found myself blowing up during basketball games and other competitive activities. Even at 15 I realized what was going on and decided to work on my anger. It really worked too. I cooled off and not many things bothered me. My attitude was quite the opposite of the rage that previously had boiled my blood. I was slow to speak and anger.

Probably within the last 4 years though, with all of the heart breaking events that occured in my life,I some how let the anger creep back in. The frustration would build and I would just snap. I'm not talking about getting angry and bothered. It was more like the rage of a lion mixed with the fury of Zeus. It's just a good thing that I wasn't blessed with his mythical powers.

I'd get mad at all kinds of things - work , losing at poker, someone talking smack about me. Anything could get me fuming and ready to call down the thunder, but since I know better I'd always feel terrible about my actions or words once I cooled down.

I realized and still understand that I have anger issues. I've thought about counseling and a couple different things, but never really followed through. Recently, I stumbled upon something that you wouldn't think would be a life changer and be able to control the beast within, but it has.

It was a quote.

"That which angers you, controls you."

That hit home for me. I don't want anything to control me, but myself. If I allow an action or a word to affect me and destroy my peace and the peace of those around me, I am not in control. That bothers me more than getting angry.

I love the people in my life and I don't want to add to their daily frustrations by getting angry and taking my frustrations out on them. It's unacceptable.

There's just something about that quote though. I try and say it to myself everytime I think of a situation where I would normally get fired up and it calms me down. I've already begun to see results of handling opposition in my life with a peaceful mindset.

"I am the Captain of this ship, not the waves that crash down on me or the current that tries to sweep me out to sea."

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Gadgets and Gizmos

I have too many toys. Seriously, what guy ever says that? The
sad part is, I really only have like 3 or 4 toys. Man, I am getting old. I don’t
ever really want things for Christmas anymore and now I only have a limited amount
of toys. I chose this life. I think it’s a good thing. I like simplicity.

Speaking of simplicity, I’m going to state the obvious. A lot of the electronics coming out these days are ripping off Apple’s design. I mentioned it briefly in my last post as well. The three toys that I play with the most look like they’re made by the same company and none of them are.


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It's pretty awesome for Apple that they have such a sleek and cool design that other companies steal it from them. What's the quote, "Imitation is the highest form of flattery"?

What I'm wondering is, when did white become the new black? White was always lame when I was a kid. I always wanted black shoes and black t-shirts, now I'm buying white electronics. I think Andrew W.K. might've sparked a revolution with his all white attire...Party Hard!

I wonder what the next big design craze will be though? Maybe speckled paint?

Friday, September 01, 2006

Oh hey blog...

Lately, I've somewhat forgotten about my blog. I think the word blog sounds like a slang term for penis, if you had never heard of a blog before.

I have replaced all of the music on my ipod 3 times in the last year. That's kind of sick. It's actually more depressing.

I went to the most haunted place in the South East a couple of weekends ago. I had a conversation with Jimmy Hoffa for atleast half an hour. He's doing well. He said they can stop looking for his body now.

Don't ever watch LOST if you plan on flying anywhere in the near future. I hope they play "Snakes on a Plane" during my trip though. That or "Airplane".

I love Leslie Nielsen.

"Surely, you can be serious."

"I am serious and stop calling me Shirley!"

Nintendo is currently ripping off Apple's design. I'm ok with that.

Despite my homoerotic away messages on gmail: I'm not really in love with Kevin, but he's a good alternative since Boy George is too far out of my reach.

You should listen to Styx if you don't already.