I am working on a way to pay to Facebook without actually posting to Facebook. This is just a test. 😀
Do you know what really grinds my gears?
When I think about how I pay for a server/hosting that I don’t use, it turns my stomach. I’m a necessary tightwad. I love a good deal. I’d never pay for any other service without using it. I should be ashamed of myself! I’m starting a series of rants that I’ll post every day. I have to get back in the habit of writing daily.
This wee post is a start to the future of this blog. I may rant about traffic one day and relationships the next day. You may get butt hurt by reading these rants, but life is tough so suck it up buttercup. I may make you laugh. I may make you cry. At the end of the day, it’s my soapbox to stand on in this quiet corner of the internet.
I’ll be back tomorrow! 🙂
There has been many cool nights like this one, when I have looked up at the stars and wondered who was also looking up.
I have flown, rode, biked, ran, and walked hundreds of thousands of miles and met thousands of women, but I have never met one that could make me cross, warm my heart, break my heart, and make me laugh all on the same day.
I have ran ‘cross all the beaches of the Caribbean. I have ran free with the ancestors on a moonlit night in Donaghadee, County Down. I have ran along the craggy shore on a misty morn on Inishmore. In all my time on this earth and all the places I’ve been, I’ve never met a lady that is everything.
She is supreme, she is my queen. I can’t explain it. I have tried. When she enters a room, time stops, the mutterings quieten, the snow pauses in mid air, and the wind whispers a sweet melody.
We stand apart with our eyes locked and lips parched. Words topple, not from our mouths, but from our hearts. Love is boundless. It is wild. It is feverish. It is everything and nothing. It will infect you like a virus, but let it. The world is nothing without Love.
Be kind and love one another. Christmas is almost here.
I’ve been out for my second run of the day. Hang on, let me catch my breath…
The crystalline ice and snow was still glistening this morning, as I set out on a sunrise run. I love to run and walk. I can’t run as far as I used to be able to, but I still enjoy the challenge of gasping for air. I do my greatest thinking and problem solving, when I’m walking.
I realised something that a friend told me the other day was dead on accurate. You can’t make everyone happy. I went to college the first time for several reasons, but mainly because I was sick of being labelled the dumb hill billy. I finished that and was then the high tech lanky redneck. I still wasn’t good enough, so I went back to college and studied Criminal Justice.
I graduated the top of my class. I worked out a LOT. I worked in the field for several years and excelled at every challenge I was given. Then, I was labelled a dumb flat foot even though I knew more about the law and history than some of my professors and had an above average tested IQ. I still wasn’t good enough.
I spent time with the rich and powerful, and I was back to being a hill-billy. I begrudgingly played that role, but there comes a point when you have to be comfortable within yourself. I’ve been running for years, running from myself. I’m not rich, but I am better than the rich in many ways. My grandfather always said to be righteous in my indignation.
I am still learning. Life is full of lessons. People will try to put you in a box. Don’t let them. Be yourself. You can’t make everyone happy. I still try to impress every freaking day, but that is just part of who I am. 🙂
Be yourself. People that can’t appreciate that don’t deserve to be around you.
Hello World. How have you lot been? I haven’t posted on this blog in quite some time. To say that life has been hectic and unhinged would be an understatement of the obvious. But, I am in a great place at the moment with a stable job with steady hours and pay. I now have a little time to catch my breath and think, something I’ve not been able to do in a while.
If you remember my blog from years ago, I ranted about something in my own life at least once a week. It was usually an observation of my own life or my surroundings. I stopped doing that because I put other peoples feelings before my own. That is not a bad trait, however, we all need to vent from time to time about things outside of our control.
You don’t have to agree, like, or comment on my harangues. But, I will continue to write whether you agree or not. The West has lost its ability to argue with civility. Civil disagreements are a great way to learn and grow as a person. No matter what empirical data you provide in an argument, people will disagree. Don’t get butt hurt over it. There are a ton of people that I highly disagree with, but I still read their articles and listen to their arguments.
When I was in College, I took debate and loved it. We debated touchy subjects and silly ones. I always seemed to get the worst side of the argument. I learned something invaluable in that class. I learned to intently listen to my opponent and watch their mannerisms. I used their own words against them and evoked emotion, a tactic used by politicians on a daily basis. I remember we had to debate whether prostitution should be legal or not. I, of course, was stuck with arguing for its legalisation. I won the debate, not because of the statistics I gave, but because of the emotion in my voice when talking about the poor women that would be better off with a regulated industry.
No one remembers the statistics, everyone remembers the stories. The life we build and the societies that we build upon are based on stories. Don’t fake them, build them from the fabric of your own life. Have passion for what you are arguing for or against. And most importantly, know what you are talking about.
Jefferson Davis signing off. I’ll be back tomorrow with a new post and episode of Kilos of Craic. 🙂