People have again and again asked me what I'm talking about when I say that Murphy is kicking my ass. Now I know at some point I have already blogged about this so my only explanation is that people are either not listening to me or they are all illiterate.
"Murphy's Laws 1. Anything that can go wrong will go wrong"
There are many differing views on where the list of Murphy's laws came from and who first uttered them but I believe in Murphy as an unseen force in the Universe. I'm not here to argue the origins of Murphy. To me, Murphy is the definition of Irish Luck. Sure everything will work out in the end but it will take the most fucked up, damage causing route possible. It's the Universal truth that anything that can go wrong WILL indeed go wrong.
Now most normal human beings on the planet only get a taste of Murphy's sick sense of humor once, maybe twice. Me? I get to Share my life with this twisted, imaginary bastard. There are 3 factors that directly play into my life with Murphy. 1. How long a period have I gone without something going wrong? 2. How long has everything been going according to plan and/or how happy am I? 3. How broke am I in direct proportion to how much Murphy's damage could cause me monetarily? Add all 3 of these together,shake,serve in a chilled pint glass and there you have it, a recipe for a perfect disaster! Or better known as a day in Bex life!
Now I know that there are those of you out there in the 'Verse that are cynical, non-believers. You will say that I am being paranoid or trying to justify my shortcomings on an unseen force. You will say that I bring these events on myself by my own bad decisions.
I answer this very simply by saying you obviously don't know me very well and I dare you to spend a 48 hour period with me. Although I will warn you that Murphy may take notice of you by your association with me and I'm not responsible for any damages that may occur due to this association. As Cameron so succinctly put it the other night, I am not the exception to the rule I am my own rule. And no other rules apply.
My Christmas went really really well, the week leading up to the holiday went really really well with exception to the broken finger/manager from hell debacle that really wasn't a debacle at all, just a small dose of Murphy, tiny by comparison to what was waiting for me. Honestly, except for some minor turbulence the past 2 months haven't been that bad. And the past couple weeks have been positively fabulous.
Here's an example of Murphy in direct coalition with my life. Yesterday I jumped in the truck to go pay a bill, as I was driving I noticed my dashboard suddenly got brighter. Check Gauges light popped on (never seen that one before) looked at the dash and my temperature gauge is red lining (going all the way in to the red, for my non-mechanically inclined readers) and suddenly there's no heat in the truck. I immediately think thermostat, heater core, obvious stuff. I got home as quickly as possible, parked the truck and just shook my head at her. *Sigh* Of course this would happen, it's been 2 weeks since anything was wrong with Bella and my repair bill is paid up. *Heavier Sigh*. All morning today I've been trying to reach Shorty at the garage and all morning I haven't been able to get through. Finally my friend Nate drove by there and called and informed me the shop has a closed till further notice sign on the door. He thinks they're doing some sort of renovation (I hope) but no idea when it should be open again. Now as if that wasn't bad enough, Nate decides to be possessed by the spirit of Murphy. In the demonic voice of my unseen destroyer, not considering that his words are crushing my soul and wiping out my very will to exist. In the cheeriest voice your imagination can summon, Nate decides to start listing all the possibilities of things that are wrong with the truck alphabetically from bad to apocalyptic to drink the cyanide laced kool aid now, thank you sir may I have another? There is no *sigh* inserted here because I'm hyperventilating in the worst panic attack I've ever had!!
Murphy directed me to buy a cursed truck. Cursed I tell you, Cursed!! Not ordinary cursed, not by a long shot. CURSED! By some unknown,ancient,indestructible,incurable entity that no amount of exorcism or blessing by any known religion will cast it from my Blazer! CURSED! *SIGH*
One valuable lesson that living with Murphy has taught me, Breathe and laugh at the amount of truly horrible luck I possess. Because if you don't learn to laugh at yourself amongst these circumstances so extraordinary, you will lose it.
However as stated to a friend today, Someday I'm going to accidently cross paths with a man named Murphy and on that day I am going to snap and fucking lose it on that poor unsuspecting stranger.
Till next time faithful readers,
BEX
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
I'm not sure I like where this is going
My holidays were good this year. I got a bunch of cool stuff, the boys were both happy with what they got. My Mom was super happy! We gave her a gift certificate to the salon that I use and yesterday she went and got her hair cut and got it frosted, it looks wonderful! She even bought herself makeup! Slowly her self esteem is coming back and that makes me happier than anything else this holiday season. It makes me feel good to see her feel good.
I'm at a weird spot in life right now. I'm happy to be done with that stupid job, I love my new smart phone and the fact that I'm with a real service again, I'm excited looking forward to spending some time with my friends, and seeing my dad in 2 weeks. There's a ton of stuff going on in my world in the next few weeks so I'll be busy but having fun. But my emotions are a hot mess. There's a lot of confusion and a lot of turmoil happening there. I was going to say that I don't know what to do about it but after reading my own words, I realize it's just a matter of taking a breath and relaxing. I only make things worse when I stress and make it out to be a bigger thing than it is.
I am looking forward to this new year coming up! I have a couple things to keep me busy and I'm making a conscience effort to work on them and not just let my ideas fall to the side this time. I'm going to take some chances this year, real chances not chances involving alcohol poisoning. Going to put my energy into constructive endeavors and not just recklessness. If I can get all my ducks in a row, it'll be a good year! And if I can't than I'll go back to being reckless and it'll still be a good year lol!
I hope all of my Faithful Readers had a great holiday and I hope you all have a wonderful New Year! Remember to keep reading in 2011!!!
Till next time,
BEX!
I'm at a weird spot in life right now. I'm happy to be done with that stupid job, I love my new smart phone and the fact that I'm with a real service again, I'm excited looking forward to spending some time with my friends, and seeing my dad in 2 weeks. There's a ton of stuff going on in my world in the next few weeks so I'll be busy but having fun. But my emotions are a hot mess. There's a lot of confusion and a lot of turmoil happening there. I was going to say that I don't know what to do about it but after reading my own words, I realize it's just a matter of taking a breath and relaxing. I only make things worse when I stress and make it out to be a bigger thing than it is.
I am looking forward to this new year coming up! I have a couple things to keep me busy and I'm making a conscience effort to work on them and not just let my ideas fall to the side this time. I'm going to take some chances this year, real chances not chances involving alcohol poisoning. Going to put my energy into constructive endeavors and not just recklessness. If I can get all my ducks in a row, it'll be a good year! And if I can't than I'll go back to being reckless and it'll still be a good year lol!
I hope all of my Faithful Readers had a great holiday and I hope you all have a wonderful New Year! Remember to keep reading in 2011!!!
Till next time,
BEX!
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Manners, being considerate and things that have caught my attention
Admittedly there are things that I am obsessively snotty about, I won't use anything but Bath & Bodyworks sprays and lotions, I hate using a smaller cell service, some products I will not purchase unless it's a major brand. But there are other things that REALLY make my snotty ass attitude come out full force, the biggest one being manners, being considerate and common courtesy. I will tear someone down in public, I will humiliate you and make you ashamed for yourself for these transgressions. I am astonished by the lack of manners and common courtesy in the world! Why are my son's generations not being taught these simple rules for how to act in public? Why as parents have you not taught your children something simple such as "Please, Thank you, Your Welcome and the one that really gets me, Excuse me" Is it so difficult to say Excuse me when passing someone in close proximity??? And I would love to just pin this on the younger generation but truth be told it's not just them, I watched a woman in her 40's do this in a store recently. She knocked right into a pregnant girl and never once looked at her and said excuse me, I'm sorry. We, the American culture, have no instinct towards being polite at all. I've been all over the world and back again and never witnessed once the complete lack of social skills that we display in public. I am pleading with the public, do not leave your house unless you fully intend on at least using a minimum of politeness and courtesy. Hold the door for someone, say Thank you, please, your welcome, excuse me, let someone with less items go ahead of you, be aware of the senior citizens, mommies to be, moms w/ little kids etc. BE POLITE!! I promise it won't fucking kill you, you will not experience spontaneous combustion in your mouth for using nice polite words! The world will not collapse because you teach your curtain climbing mouth breathers to hold a door for an old lady!! Think of how much nicer it would be to go out to the mall, movies, bar, anywhere actually if we all just pulled out our manners? Do it just for that self centered reason, to make it more pleasant for yourself if doing it for the general public is too much to ask for from such an upstanding citizen such as yourself.
Most people will think that being considerate falls under the tirade of using your manners and it does to an extent but I'm going to be a bit more specific. In the past week I've come across 2 glowing examples of idiotic morons that have not only not been taught common courtesy but seriously lack common fucking sense to stop and think about what they're doing and be considerate towards others!! Really, this disturbs me on the most basic, core level of my being as a member of the human race. I know that intelligence isn't a thing that we can give out however, common courtesy is that little thing that makes you stop and think about your actions and how they affect other people around you is it so hard for people to do this?? Why, Why is it so hard? I'm not going to go into explanations because it would cause drama and I DO NOT ACCEPT DRAMA but I will say this, Some people better understand to pay closer attention to their own houses before disrupting mine. Throwing out an apology and then acting without consideration right after, does not make it all better it just makes your true colors of mouth breather show through brightly and clearly for the world to see. And stupid is not a color that looks good on any one.
The second shining example of twat this week was a combination of make me laugh because you took yourself seriously and wonderment at the lack of common sense. My job is to go in and rearrange stock rooms and re-inventory all the items within. I like manual labor jobs, it's no secret that I love the sense of accomplishment that comes from these types of jobs and this one was cool because it was like working a great big room sized puzzle. I ran out and got this job literally. It took me 24 hours. I didn't really want a job but I figured that getting something small and part time to get me out of the house would be cool. And I got pressured into it by 2 people that said repeatedly I needed to. Back to the story. So I rearranged this 1 storeroom full of sporting goods and weight sets. Took me a week of busting my ass but it's a beautiful little room now. Instead of saying "hey good job, looks good" the midget, bi-furious, man hating, angry little gnome of an assistant manager came in and threw a hissy fit. I showed her that on the shelving units the products behind the ones in front were the same as the ones behind thus making it even easier to find something even though it's all listed in individual sections labeled on the shelves and in the hand held computers. Hostile, man hating, pretend lesbian went ballistic swearing that it was too complicated and no one would be able to find anything but this section is her section and she let's no one else in there so in essence she's saying that she's too stupid to find anything in the simple, crayon written organization. OUTSTANDING award for stupidity this week goes to Michelle! Oh wait it gets better, she also gets this weeks EXEMPLARY award in lack of social/management skills! Yep went in on friday after going to the emergency room and getting my finger all splinted up to give her a note from the hospital saying that I was not to work for 1 day. Michelle then threw one of her fun bi-furious hissy fits because and I quote "What the hell 1 day do they mean??" my answer(in true Bex form) "Next thursday. Seriously the next day I work" I stood there wondering if I really just had to explain that to someone in management, did that just happen?? My angry little gay-tend (gay pretend) gnome then decided it was okay to start raising her voice at me, telling me that someone else on staff broke their finger and was working through it and she didn't accept my doctors note and "I can't believe you had me called all the way up to the service desk it's your job to find me!". I couldn't decide if I should slap her or laugh at her, I ended up laughing at her. For more reasons than the above, I blew today off and I'm on a mission to get fired in the next 24 hours. It's a fun mission and just in time for Christmas and New Years, SWEET!! If they don't pull me in and let me go first thing tomorrow, I'm going to be as annoying, snotty, sarcastic, confrontational and pretentious as only Bex can be! Level 15 on the Bex aggravating scale. Expect to hear from me early tomorrow.
Time for current events! 3 things have really caught me this week. 1. The Royals!! Oh how I love the Brtish Royal family! I do I do, they are one of my favorite obsessions. Princess Diana wedded Prince Charles I was allowed to stay home from school to watch, same with Prince Andrew and Fergie the Duchess of York. I could go on and on about the Royals. Prince William marrying Kate is too cool for many reasons, I am excited for them and wish them mountains of happiness from my heart and soul. And because of the decision to snub President and Mrs. Obama from the guest list, I love the Royals more! If this little move doesn't magnify how little this President is respected, I don't know what will. Guess what Obama, Presidency doesn't buy you world wide respect and your idiot wife should've been slapped for touching, let alone hugging THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND! I'm an idiot commoner from Upstate New York and I know better than to touch a member of the Royal Freaking Family. I'm so glad they didn't get invited, it'd be like letting your trashy inbred cousin crash your wedding! Also, am I the only one that got a big laugh out of the picture of Camilla and Charles' car getting battered by angry protesters? She looked like a big frog or a big mouthed Bass out of water, lmao!
2. Veteran Kayaker gets eaten by giant crocodile in Congo, Africa. Hhhmm, didn't see that coming. Don't even have to comment on this one it speaks for itself.
3. Sheriff Grady Judd from Polk County, Florida is the ballsiest man on the planet! A man wrote a book, a how to for pedophiles. Literally, not kidding, google it. He lives in Colorado. Judd's agency sent a request to purchase this book directly from the author and then charged him with trafficking pornography/offensive material involving children and other stuff. No one else in this country has worked to find a loop hole to snag this disgusting child raper and everyone is afraid to step on this individuals freedom of speech rights, not Sheriff Judd! He said "If the other 49 States don't have a law in place for these people, we do!" I say Congratulations Sir! You keep doing shit like this and run for President, I'll vote for ya Judd! Love itloveitloveitloveitloveitloveitLOVEIT!!
Till Next Time Faithful Readers,
BEX!
Most people will think that being considerate falls under the tirade of using your manners and it does to an extent but I'm going to be a bit more specific. In the past week I've come across 2 glowing examples of idiotic morons that have not only not been taught common courtesy but seriously lack common fucking sense to stop and think about what they're doing and be considerate towards others!! Really, this disturbs me on the most basic, core level of my being as a member of the human race. I know that intelligence isn't a thing that we can give out however, common courtesy is that little thing that makes you stop and think about your actions and how they affect other people around you is it so hard for people to do this?? Why, Why is it so hard? I'm not going to go into explanations because it would cause drama and I DO NOT ACCEPT DRAMA but I will say this, Some people better understand to pay closer attention to their own houses before disrupting mine. Throwing out an apology and then acting without consideration right after, does not make it all better it just makes your true colors of mouth breather show through brightly and clearly for the world to see. And stupid is not a color that looks good on any one.
The second shining example of twat this week was a combination of make me laugh because you took yourself seriously and wonderment at the lack of common sense. My job is to go in and rearrange stock rooms and re-inventory all the items within. I like manual labor jobs, it's no secret that I love the sense of accomplishment that comes from these types of jobs and this one was cool because it was like working a great big room sized puzzle. I ran out and got this job literally. It took me 24 hours. I didn't really want a job but I figured that getting something small and part time to get me out of the house would be cool. And I got pressured into it by 2 people that said repeatedly I needed to. Back to the story. So I rearranged this 1 storeroom full of sporting goods and weight sets. Took me a week of busting my ass but it's a beautiful little room now. Instead of saying "hey good job, looks good" the midget, bi-furious, man hating, angry little gnome of an assistant manager came in and threw a hissy fit. I showed her that on the shelving units the products behind the ones in front were the same as the ones behind thus making it even easier to find something even though it's all listed in individual sections labeled on the shelves and in the hand held computers. Hostile, man hating, pretend lesbian went ballistic swearing that it was too complicated and no one would be able to find anything but this section is her section and she let's no one else in there so in essence she's saying that she's too stupid to find anything in the simple, crayon written organization. OUTSTANDING award for stupidity this week goes to Michelle! Oh wait it gets better, she also gets this weeks EXEMPLARY award in lack of social/management skills! Yep went in on friday after going to the emergency room and getting my finger all splinted up to give her a note from the hospital saying that I was not to work for 1 day. Michelle then threw one of her fun bi-furious hissy fits because and I quote "What the hell 1 day do they mean??" my answer(in true Bex form) "Next thursday. Seriously the next day I work" I stood there wondering if I really just had to explain that to someone in management, did that just happen?? My angry little gay-tend (gay pretend) gnome then decided it was okay to start raising her voice at me, telling me that someone else on staff broke their finger and was working through it and she didn't accept my doctors note and "I can't believe you had me called all the way up to the service desk it's your job to find me!". I couldn't decide if I should slap her or laugh at her, I ended up laughing at her. For more reasons than the above, I blew today off and I'm on a mission to get fired in the next 24 hours. It's a fun mission and just in time for Christmas and New Years, SWEET!! If they don't pull me in and let me go first thing tomorrow, I'm going to be as annoying, snotty, sarcastic, confrontational and pretentious as only Bex can be! Level 15 on the Bex aggravating scale. Expect to hear from me early tomorrow.
Time for current events! 3 things have really caught me this week. 1. The Royals!! Oh how I love the Brtish Royal family! I do I do, they are one of my favorite obsessions. Princess Diana wedded Prince Charles I was allowed to stay home from school to watch, same with Prince Andrew and Fergie the Duchess of York. I could go on and on about the Royals. Prince William marrying Kate is too cool for many reasons, I am excited for them and wish them mountains of happiness from my heart and soul. And because of the decision to snub President and Mrs. Obama from the guest list, I love the Royals more! If this little move doesn't magnify how little this President is respected, I don't know what will. Guess what Obama, Presidency doesn't buy you world wide respect and your idiot wife should've been slapped for touching, let alone hugging THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND! I'm an idiot commoner from Upstate New York and I know better than to touch a member of the Royal Freaking Family. I'm so glad they didn't get invited, it'd be like letting your trashy inbred cousin crash your wedding! Also, am I the only one that got a big laugh out of the picture of Camilla and Charles' car getting battered by angry protesters? She looked like a big frog or a big mouthed Bass out of water, lmao!
2. Veteran Kayaker gets eaten by giant crocodile in Congo, Africa. Hhhmm, didn't see that coming. Don't even have to comment on this one it speaks for itself.
3. Sheriff Grady Judd from Polk County, Florida is the ballsiest man on the planet! A man wrote a book, a how to for pedophiles. Literally, not kidding, google it. He lives in Colorado. Judd's agency sent a request to purchase this book directly from the author and then charged him with trafficking pornography/offensive material involving children and other stuff. No one else in this country has worked to find a loop hole to snag this disgusting child raper and everyone is afraid to step on this individuals freedom of speech rights, not Sheriff Judd! He said "If the other 49 States don't have a law in place for these people, we do!" I say Congratulations Sir! You keep doing shit like this and run for President, I'll vote for ya Judd! Love itloveitloveitloveitloveitloveitLOVEIT!!
Till Next Time Faithful Readers,
BEX!
Friday, December 17, 2010
Christmas,Boys not Men and stupid crap NY State does
Ok back to my usual no nonsense way of looking at the world, Faithful Readers!
Christmas changed for me somewhere down the line. I was that kid that was up at 4 am waiting for 6 am to come because that was the designated earliest time Dad would allow. It didn't matter how much was under the tree but somehow my parents always spoiled the hell out of me at Christmas. My whole family did. I guess I've become an Adult in some ways. Because I tell everyone not to get me presents, mostly because I am a single mom and I can't afford to get everyone gifts. But it's more that that. I am honestly happy just being able to spend an evening with my friends, hanging out with everyone is gift enough for me. I like seeing everyone happy and joking around and that is enough present for me. These quiet moments in the morning and late at night, I sit alone in the living room and the apartment is all mine I get to look at my Christmas Tree. The past 2 years have been financially bad and Christmas was no exception so I haven't had my usual decorations. But this year I could and that to me is my Merry Christmas. Seeing my tree all decorated pretty, with my shiny pink, purple and green balls and our special ornaments that are indicitive of our differing personalities. That makes me happy, really really. I'm almost sad that it will end and I'll have to take it down because my living room looks so nice!
Enough with the happy. Recently as all have been aware, I went on a mission to find me a relationship. Those that know me well enough, you will rejoice in the knowledge that I have thrown this mission in the trash where it belongs! Seriously, enough of that bullshit I'm so insanely over that crap. I know that Big Dave, Fred, Dave, Garcia and Darius will have something to say as soon as I post this once they read this little blurb that I'm about to write. I tried to present a more demure, less aggressive, cuddlier Bex in my quest for a significant other(Yep gonna catch Hell for that one line) But do you know what that got me? That got me 3 different sets of games being played, 1 ass monkey that truly underestimated how much I see through bullshit, blown off by 2 different guys and 1 idiot savant stalker. Really?? Seriously?? Now I admit that I brought a lot of this on myself by trying to be a subdued Bex, so in the general pool of twats that I had I could understand how they would make the mistake of thinking that I was just another girl like any other. But little do they know, I'm not. I'm Bex. Here's what I've discovered in my undercover work (that's what we're deluding ourselves into believing this was) I discovered that in the demographic of men on dating sites and in the general public ages 25-40, there are actually no men at all. It's all boys, not men. Finding Men in this demographic is equivalent to finding the golden ticket! There's the one group of boys that say they're looking for the a relationship but they treat every female like a trick, the group that's out to find someone but can't help playing head games, the group that wants to ask about marriage on the first date, the group that would love to meet you but then never make plans to, and the group that sees the potential in a girl and then promptly runs away. How does anyone find someone in that hot mess?? This whole demographic is nothing but a bunch of boys playing little boy games with no respect for themselves or anyone else. I don't have time for all that crap. I think I'm happier writing snarkey, cynical crap about all of you couples rather than trying to join your ranks!
Stupid crap that New York State does, or why my dead ex-husband is getting notices at my address. Now I'm sure this happens in every state but I live in NY and this happened here. A few months ago I got a letter from NYS Child Support Enforcement stating that after 4 years they were going after my ex-husband full force for support. I called and left a message on their little hot line and then sent them an email notifying them of Michael's death. 2 weeks later I got another letter from them stating that they would update their records and then I notice that they sent a letter addressed to Michael. In the letter they tell him basically that he owes $5,000 in support and this is unacceptable however your deceased so we'll let it go. Yesterday I get a letter to Michael notifying him that the warrant and lien against him is being dismissed because he's deceased! So let's all get this straight in our heads and try to make sense of this. NYS is notifying a DEAD guy that he owes child support but they're dismissing it because he's DEAD and they're notifying the DEAD guy by mail. Congratulations tax payers, there's your money! And it's not like this is a one time thing, this has gone on for months!
Till next time Faithful Readers,
BEX
Christmas changed for me somewhere down the line. I was that kid that was up at 4 am waiting for 6 am to come because that was the designated earliest time Dad would allow. It didn't matter how much was under the tree but somehow my parents always spoiled the hell out of me at Christmas. My whole family did. I guess I've become an Adult in some ways. Because I tell everyone not to get me presents, mostly because I am a single mom and I can't afford to get everyone gifts. But it's more that that. I am honestly happy just being able to spend an evening with my friends, hanging out with everyone is gift enough for me. I like seeing everyone happy and joking around and that is enough present for me. These quiet moments in the morning and late at night, I sit alone in the living room and the apartment is all mine I get to look at my Christmas Tree. The past 2 years have been financially bad and Christmas was no exception so I haven't had my usual decorations. But this year I could and that to me is my Merry Christmas. Seeing my tree all decorated pretty, with my shiny pink, purple and green balls and our special ornaments that are indicitive of our differing personalities. That makes me happy, really really. I'm almost sad that it will end and I'll have to take it down because my living room looks so nice!
Enough with the happy. Recently as all have been aware, I went on a mission to find me a relationship. Those that know me well enough, you will rejoice in the knowledge that I have thrown this mission in the trash where it belongs! Seriously, enough of that bullshit I'm so insanely over that crap. I know that Big Dave, Fred, Dave, Garcia and Darius will have something to say as soon as I post this once they read this little blurb that I'm about to write. I tried to present a more demure, less aggressive, cuddlier Bex in my quest for a significant other(Yep gonna catch Hell for that one line) But do you know what that got me? That got me 3 different sets of games being played, 1 ass monkey that truly underestimated how much I see through bullshit, blown off by 2 different guys and 1 idiot savant stalker. Really?? Seriously?? Now I admit that I brought a lot of this on myself by trying to be a subdued Bex, so in the general pool of twats that I had I could understand how they would make the mistake of thinking that I was just another girl like any other. But little do they know, I'm not. I'm Bex. Here's what I've discovered in my undercover work (that's what we're deluding ourselves into believing this was) I discovered that in the demographic of men on dating sites and in the general public ages 25-40, there are actually no men at all. It's all boys, not men. Finding Men in this demographic is equivalent to finding the golden ticket! There's the one group of boys that say they're looking for the a relationship but they treat every female like a trick, the group that's out to find someone but can't help playing head games, the group that wants to ask about marriage on the first date, the group that would love to meet you but then never make plans to, and the group that sees the potential in a girl and then promptly runs away. How does anyone find someone in that hot mess?? This whole demographic is nothing but a bunch of boys playing little boy games with no respect for themselves or anyone else. I don't have time for all that crap. I think I'm happier writing snarkey, cynical crap about all of you couples rather than trying to join your ranks!
Stupid crap that New York State does, or why my dead ex-husband is getting notices at my address. Now I'm sure this happens in every state but I live in NY and this happened here. A few months ago I got a letter from NYS Child Support Enforcement stating that after 4 years they were going after my ex-husband full force for support. I called and left a message on their little hot line and then sent them an email notifying them of Michael's death. 2 weeks later I got another letter from them stating that they would update their records and then I notice that they sent a letter addressed to Michael. In the letter they tell him basically that he owes $5,000 in support and this is unacceptable however your deceased so we'll let it go. Yesterday I get a letter to Michael notifying him that the warrant and lien against him is being dismissed because he's deceased! So let's all get this straight in our heads and try to make sense of this. NYS is notifying a DEAD guy that he owes child support but they're dismissing it because he's DEAD and they're notifying the DEAD guy by mail. Congratulations tax payers, there's your money! And it's not like this is a one time thing, this has gone on for months!
Till next time Faithful Readers,
BEX
Monday, December 13, 2010
Old Man's Garage or Bella's Second Home
As everyone knows from following me on Facebook and Twitter and Myspace, my little Chevy Blazer Bella is a pain in my ass. I've sunk more money into the truck than I paid for her a year ago by threefold. Why do I keep doing this you ask? 2 very simple reasons, 1. I don't have the upfront cash to buy another vehicle and 2. It's become my obsession to not let this truck beat me. I will own this truck for as long as I live because of that second reason and I'm not joking. It's become an all out cat fight between her and I and I haven't lost to another bitch yet! I don't plan on starting now.
I was having problems with her this summer and I brought Bella down to my friend Nate who in turn took me down the road to an auto shop owned by a friend of his family. Nate vouched for me and the owner took pity and worked out a payment plan to get my truck fixed. Since that day Bella has gone to no other auto shop.
The shop is called "Old Man's Garage". It's a small 2 bay shop with a tiny office/waiting area that's usually packed to capacity with customers, mechanics, friends of the shop and owner. There's always a fresh hot pot of coffee on and if you ask nicely and the guys like you they may just tell you where they hide the styrofoam coffee cups. At any given time you walk in, some of the guys are bickering and they are always throwing good natured jibes at each other, there are raunchy jokes being tossed back and forth about each others mom, wife, girlfriend or imaginary gay lover. There's always a conversation about racing, generally 1/4 mile drag but every now and again they'll fade into other types.
The owner is Shorty. A very literal nickname as he's roughly a foot shorter than anyone else at the shop however, a bigger man you have never encountered. No person that I have had the pleasure of meeting in this world has a bigger heart, is as honorable, loyal, loving, caring, sympathetic. I can't find the words to describe what a wonderful light Shorty has and is in this world. You see I'm nothing to Shorty, he doesn't know my family and I know none of his. I am a friend of his friends son, just any other girl off the street. He owes me nothing. Yet Shorty continually goes out of his way to make sure that my Bella is running tip top, he works with me on payments if I can't pay my bill all up front which is usually the case since the damn truck can't break when I get paid! He always makes me and Bella a priority because he knows that I have to wait for her and tries to ensure that the office is just a bit warmer when I'm there. He does little things like this to make it just a bit more comfy when I'm there and I think he hopes that no one notices because it would embarrass him for someone to see his little gestures of affection. He has to wear hearing aids and if you ask any man in that shop, it's selective hearing that he suffers from because he may not hear you talking if the shop is loud but damned if he can't hear you screwing up or screwing off over all that noise! And he can hear American Muscle coming from miles away in the Summer! He lives to race in the warmer months so don't try to bring your vehicle in on a Saturday or Sunday when it's nice because you won't find Shorty there, he's already at the track with his babies. Walk in to the shop office and look up on the walls and you will see his collection of pictures and some of his trophies. His heart and soul are in those pictures with him and in his trophies.
I don't know everyone's names, I'm horrible with names. There's always 5 guys or more just hanging out having coffee, smoking cigarettes and joking back and forth. Some before work but most are retired or self employed. At first glance they are an intimidating, gnarly group of roughnecks and their mere presence discourages any trouble from occurring on Shorty's property. The mechanics don't look any different than mechanics at any small neighborhood auto shop in any town or city but they go above and beyond expectations and always work their automotive magic on anything that comes in that lot. Every person there is hospitable and kind but it takes them seeing that your a regular, loyal customer before you truly get accepted and only after a nod of okay from "Dad" as they sometimes call Shorty.
I may bitch exceedingly about my truck having to go to get repaired but I love sitting in that little room. I love listening to the insults, the jokes, the stories. Just being in the presence of those men is an amazing feeling to me, watching them and listening to every thing happening. The feeling of camaraderie between them, the brotherhood and equality they have is enormous and fills the room even if there are only 2 people there. I love that they share their jokes with me and include me in on them, they feel comfortable enough to make jokes at my expense usually sexual in nature but never disrespectful or mean. They love to pick on me for being such a pain in the ass, trouble finding little girl. During the summer months it's a constant quest to see my tits, knowing that I won't give in and knowing that they can get away with it because it's me. Any other woman walks into that office and they all attempt to clean up their language and act with the highest level of respect as that woman is someone's mother, sister, wife. She will walk in and immediately be offered a seat on the couch and a cup of coffee (or not depending on the previous statement about the artfully hidden cups) the perfect example happening today as a woman and her small daughter came in and a seat was instantly found for them, the swearing was at a minimum and the smoking ceased. She was in and out in no time at all. I don't doubt for one second that if I were having a problem, in trouble or in any danger that any one of those guys wouldn't help me. I have the utmost respect for Shorty, his mechanics and his friends and for once I wish I had the words to give that feeling from me to them and not just these inadequate, every day words. I wish I could just show them inside my heart so that they would all know that they have my respect, love, friendship and gratitude. It's not easy being a single mom, working, taking care of my mom and everything else that falls on my small shoulders but these men take away the stress of my vehicles care off my shoulders and make me forget my troubles when I'm there. We all go to Shorty's Old Man's Garage for that reason I think, to relax and forget our troubles for just a moment in time.
So Thank You, Shorty. Thank you guy's in the garage and thank you to all that are sitting in the office. From the deepest part of my heart, Thank You for everything and for being you. Oh one more thing, damn it Shorty it's a 1997 Blazer not a 99!!!
BEX
I was having problems with her this summer and I brought Bella down to my friend Nate who in turn took me down the road to an auto shop owned by a friend of his family. Nate vouched for me and the owner took pity and worked out a payment plan to get my truck fixed. Since that day Bella has gone to no other auto shop.
The shop is called "Old Man's Garage". It's a small 2 bay shop with a tiny office/waiting area that's usually packed to capacity with customers, mechanics, friends of the shop and owner. There's always a fresh hot pot of coffee on and if you ask nicely and the guys like you they may just tell you where they hide the styrofoam coffee cups. At any given time you walk in, some of the guys are bickering and they are always throwing good natured jibes at each other, there are raunchy jokes being tossed back and forth about each others mom, wife, girlfriend or imaginary gay lover. There's always a conversation about racing, generally 1/4 mile drag but every now and again they'll fade into other types.
The owner is Shorty. A very literal nickname as he's roughly a foot shorter than anyone else at the shop however, a bigger man you have never encountered. No person that I have had the pleasure of meeting in this world has a bigger heart, is as honorable, loyal, loving, caring, sympathetic. I can't find the words to describe what a wonderful light Shorty has and is in this world. You see I'm nothing to Shorty, he doesn't know my family and I know none of his. I am a friend of his friends son, just any other girl off the street. He owes me nothing. Yet Shorty continually goes out of his way to make sure that my Bella is running tip top, he works with me on payments if I can't pay my bill all up front which is usually the case since the damn truck can't break when I get paid! He always makes me and Bella a priority because he knows that I have to wait for her and tries to ensure that the office is just a bit warmer when I'm there. He does little things like this to make it just a bit more comfy when I'm there and I think he hopes that no one notices because it would embarrass him for someone to see his little gestures of affection. He has to wear hearing aids and if you ask any man in that shop, it's selective hearing that he suffers from because he may not hear you talking if the shop is loud but damned if he can't hear you screwing up or screwing off over all that noise! And he can hear American Muscle coming from miles away in the Summer! He lives to race in the warmer months so don't try to bring your vehicle in on a Saturday or Sunday when it's nice because you won't find Shorty there, he's already at the track with his babies. Walk in to the shop office and look up on the walls and you will see his collection of pictures and some of his trophies. His heart and soul are in those pictures with him and in his trophies.
I don't know everyone's names, I'm horrible with names. There's always 5 guys or more just hanging out having coffee, smoking cigarettes and joking back and forth. Some before work but most are retired or self employed. At first glance they are an intimidating, gnarly group of roughnecks and their mere presence discourages any trouble from occurring on Shorty's property. The mechanics don't look any different than mechanics at any small neighborhood auto shop in any town or city but they go above and beyond expectations and always work their automotive magic on anything that comes in that lot. Every person there is hospitable and kind but it takes them seeing that your a regular, loyal customer before you truly get accepted and only after a nod of okay from "Dad" as they sometimes call Shorty.
I may bitch exceedingly about my truck having to go to get repaired but I love sitting in that little room. I love listening to the insults, the jokes, the stories. Just being in the presence of those men is an amazing feeling to me, watching them and listening to every thing happening. The feeling of camaraderie between them, the brotherhood and equality they have is enormous and fills the room even if there are only 2 people there. I love that they share their jokes with me and include me in on them, they feel comfortable enough to make jokes at my expense usually sexual in nature but never disrespectful or mean. They love to pick on me for being such a pain in the ass, trouble finding little girl. During the summer months it's a constant quest to see my tits, knowing that I won't give in and knowing that they can get away with it because it's me. Any other woman walks into that office and they all attempt to clean up their language and act with the highest level of respect as that woman is someone's mother, sister, wife. She will walk in and immediately be offered a seat on the couch and a cup of coffee (or not depending on the previous statement about the artfully hidden cups) the perfect example happening today as a woman and her small daughter came in and a seat was instantly found for them, the swearing was at a minimum and the smoking ceased. She was in and out in no time at all. I don't doubt for one second that if I were having a problem, in trouble or in any danger that any one of those guys wouldn't help me. I have the utmost respect for Shorty, his mechanics and his friends and for once I wish I had the words to give that feeling from me to them and not just these inadequate, every day words. I wish I could just show them inside my heart so that they would all know that they have my respect, love, friendship and gratitude. It's not easy being a single mom, working, taking care of my mom and everything else that falls on my small shoulders but these men take away the stress of my vehicles care off my shoulders and make me forget my troubles when I'm there. We all go to Shorty's Old Man's Garage for that reason I think, to relax and forget our troubles for just a moment in time.
So Thank You, Shorty. Thank you guy's in the garage and thank you to all that are sitting in the office. From the deepest part of my heart, Thank You for everything and for being you. Oh one more thing, damn it Shorty it's a 1997 Blazer not a 99!!!
BEX
Friday, December 10, 2010
Why I don't like winter in CNY
There are a multitude of reasons to hate winter in Central New York. But here we are just going to explore my self involved reasons for this hatred.
1. It's killing my social life. Every time I want to do something or I want "Company" it snows like a bitch and no one wants to come out and play!
2. Hats. I love hats!! I'm always wearing hats and I have so many of them it's outrageous. I also have sunglasses to match every single one of my hats, not joking I have coordinated sunglass and hat sets, really really. But here's where I take issue with the hats. I can't style my hair if I'm going to wear a hat because the hat smooshes my hair down so that it's not spiky, even with the evil glue anything together Garnier Gel that I use. And if I don't style my hair and wear a hat it makes my short hair mold to my head so that I look like a cancer patient! Wtf is it with cold weather that makes my hair go all weird? Now I either have to let my little noggin freeze to look cute or just consign myself to wearing a hat for a full day and pray to god there's no occasion to warrant it's removal from my flat hair.
3. No one on the planet looks good in this many layers of clothing! And you can't see not 1 of my damn tattoo's, I look normal eeeewwwwwwwww!!!!!
4. I hate being inside this much but I hate the outside more at this time of year. Seriously, I can't stand being cooped up but my sincere all encompassing hatred for being cold and wet beats the dislike for being cooped up every time.
5. Being single in the winter sucks. If you have a partner it's awesome! There's the anticipation of snuggling close under the blanket and watching TV or the fun stuff that can happen under the blanket or the fun stuff that happens after the fun stuff under the blanket! There's hot cocoa with them and fun stuff snuggled under blankets and fun stuff after the fun stuff under the blankets. Ok so I'm a bit preoccupied with the blanket, do you get my point? There's no fun or fun under blankets if your single. And I don't know about all the other single people but it makes me hostile as fuck! It's like adding insult to injury in the thousandth fold.
6. The unending wet spot on the floor that you never see till you step in it in your socks. It doesn't matter if you take your shoes off at the door. That melting snow will find it's way to the middle of the floor somehow and lay in wait for you to come walking through in your socks and attack! And it ALWAYS happens once your little sock feet are dry! Never freaking fails. I hate having wet socks, I don't like things touching my feet and I can't stand stepping on or in things. So the whole wet spot on the floor, I'm guessing bothers me more than most other people.
7. It sucks having something go wrong with your vehicle and no guy to stand in the cold to fix it for you. True story, the other day my battery was going dead and I went to Autozone to get a replacement because it was under warranty. I didn't realize the parts guys couldn't take it out and I'm deathly afraid of the battery because of an unfortunate event from my past. All the guy customers heard what was going on and there was a particularly cute guy that kept staring at me and smiling. Don't ya know the cute guy started to speak, looked outside at the snow avalanching out of the sky and the wind blowing and promptly shut his mouth smiled and walked out. You could see the thought process! It went something like this " Wow she's cute, wouldn't mind getting to see her naked. Oh wait she needs help, here's my chance. Nope it's snowing and cold fuck that maybe I'll see her in the summer." So I had to call Steven to come rescue me but he was already back home in Auburn so it was a bit of a wait. If there were a guy significant other this wouldn't have been an issue.
8. Falling. Ice and snow are not a friend to the uncoordinated. Anyone that knows me knows that I have a serious inability to stay upright for too long, especially on a flat stable surface. I trip over air and gravity checks me every 5 minutes or so. I spend the 6 months of winter falling on my ass continually and usually in front of either a cute guy or a crowd. Or if I look really cute, if it's a cute day then I'm destined to fall down epically.
9. Driving becomes it's own Olympic winter sport. It's impossible to drive normal in this weather I get that. But then you come across those assholes that want to come to a complete fucking stop on an icy bridge on 81 from 55 mph to let in an idiot who got in the wrong lane and would've waited to get over but this jackass just caused 5 people behind him heart attacks because stopping fast in the winter is no longer an option.
10. Every single person in Central New York is in an epic foul mood because of 1 or more of the above listed reasons or one of those that I chose not to list such as snow plows, shoveling or frozen snot. We are a pretty aggressive and angry lot anyways but winter just brings out the worst in us. Every where you go there is a homicidal person on the brink.
Ok those are my reasons for hating winter here, thanks for letting me vent. I'm gonna go find that asshole that made me stop on 81 or the jackass from the parts store and beat them bloody now.
Till next time faithful readers,
BEX
5.
1. It's killing my social life. Every time I want to do something or I want "Company" it snows like a bitch and no one wants to come out and play!
2. Hats. I love hats!! I'm always wearing hats and I have so many of them it's outrageous. I also have sunglasses to match every single one of my hats, not joking I have coordinated sunglass and hat sets, really really. But here's where I take issue with the hats. I can't style my hair if I'm going to wear a hat because the hat smooshes my hair down so that it's not spiky, even with the evil glue anything together Garnier Gel that I use. And if I don't style my hair and wear a hat it makes my short hair mold to my head so that I look like a cancer patient! Wtf is it with cold weather that makes my hair go all weird? Now I either have to let my little noggin freeze to look cute or just consign myself to wearing a hat for a full day and pray to god there's no occasion to warrant it's removal from my flat hair.
3. No one on the planet looks good in this many layers of clothing! And you can't see not 1 of my damn tattoo's, I look normal eeeewwwwwwwww!!!!!
4. I hate being inside this much but I hate the outside more at this time of year. Seriously, I can't stand being cooped up but my sincere all encompassing hatred for being cold and wet beats the dislike for being cooped up every time.
5. Being single in the winter sucks. If you have a partner it's awesome! There's the anticipation of snuggling close under the blanket and watching TV or the fun stuff that can happen under the blanket or the fun stuff that happens after the fun stuff under the blanket! There's hot cocoa with them and fun stuff snuggled under blankets and fun stuff after the fun stuff under the blankets. Ok so I'm a bit preoccupied with the blanket, do you get my point? There's no fun or fun under blankets if your single. And I don't know about all the other single people but it makes me hostile as fuck! It's like adding insult to injury in the thousandth fold.
6. The unending wet spot on the floor that you never see till you step in it in your socks. It doesn't matter if you take your shoes off at the door. That melting snow will find it's way to the middle of the floor somehow and lay in wait for you to come walking through in your socks and attack! And it ALWAYS happens once your little sock feet are dry! Never freaking fails. I hate having wet socks, I don't like things touching my feet and I can't stand stepping on or in things. So the whole wet spot on the floor, I'm guessing bothers me more than most other people.
7. It sucks having something go wrong with your vehicle and no guy to stand in the cold to fix it for you. True story, the other day my battery was going dead and I went to Autozone to get a replacement because it was under warranty. I didn't realize the parts guys couldn't take it out and I'm deathly afraid of the battery because of an unfortunate event from my past. All the guy customers heard what was going on and there was a particularly cute guy that kept staring at me and smiling. Don't ya know the cute guy started to speak, looked outside at the snow avalanching out of the sky and the wind blowing and promptly shut his mouth smiled and walked out. You could see the thought process! It went something like this " Wow she's cute, wouldn't mind getting to see her naked. Oh wait she needs help, here's my chance. Nope it's snowing and cold fuck that maybe I'll see her in the summer." So I had to call Steven to come rescue me but he was already back home in Auburn so it was a bit of a wait. If there were a guy significant other this wouldn't have been an issue.
8. Falling. Ice and snow are not a friend to the uncoordinated. Anyone that knows me knows that I have a serious inability to stay upright for too long, especially on a flat stable surface. I trip over air and gravity checks me every 5 minutes or so. I spend the 6 months of winter falling on my ass continually and usually in front of either a cute guy or a crowd. Or if I look really cute, if it's a cute day then I'm destined to fall down epically.
9. Driving becomes it's own Olympic winter sport. It's impossible to drive normal in this weather I get that. But then you come across those assholes that want to come to a complete fucking stop on an icy bridge on 81 from 55 mph to let in an idiot who got in the wrong lane and would've waited to get over but this jackass just caused 5 people behind him heart attacks because stopping fast in the winter is no longer an option.
10. Every single person in Central New York is in an epic foul mood because of 1 or more of the above listed reasons or one of those that I chose not to list such as snow plows, shoveling or frozen snot. We are a pretty aggressive and angry lot anyways but winter just brings out the worst in us. Every where you go there is a homicidal person on the brink.
Ok those are my reasons for hating winter here, thanks for letting me vent. I'm gonna go find that asshole that made me stop on 81 or the jackass from the parts store and beat them bloody now.
Till next time faithful readers,
BEX
5.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
It's been a minute? Feels like a lifetime.
I haven't written in a week and a half, my apologies. Although it probably seems much longer to me than the people I annoy by constantly posting about my blog, lol! I've honestly had a bunch of ideas for blogs but every time I've sat to write it hasn't flowed as it usually does. I've been trying to figure out why it hasn't been coming to me and then I realized I was trying too hard to find things of interest to you. That's where I fucked up, to put it bluntly. Not that I don't care about what you would like to read here, please don't ever think that! But this is my blog page and generally your here reading this because of an active interest in me, the funny way that my mind works or my strange little perceptions of the world around me. So I'm sitting at the laptop and just writing what ever comes into my mind. If your bored by this, go away. Seriously, there's the door, use it. If intrigued about where this little path goes then let us link arms and adventure in together ;)
Dating sites are not necessarily working out for me I think. I'm fast getting frustrated and bored with that particular experience. I always say "Try everything twice, that way your sure you either like or dislike it." Well this was the second time that I tried it and yeah, not so much. Pretty sure that I don't like it. Now I'm not completely lost on it, I've met a couple cool people. But for the 4 cool people that I've met, I've gotten 400 bad experiences. I still want to know what kind of "Science" they're using. I don't consider random a science and that seems to be their method,lol. And I haven't heard or seen anything from my 7ft knitting, polka dancing Muslim lately either, oh how my dreams of true love are shattered by this!! Prince Charming has run away, what ever shall I do??
Ya know what I don't get at all? How come it's so hard to meet someone? I don't mean like "Meeting someone" I mean like how come it's so hard to chat someone up and then get them to either agree to a meet or get them to ask you out if they are obviously interested? What's that about?? Your interested, I'm interested, let's get together have a cup of coffee or a beer we will see where it goes from there but let's at least get that first step out of the way!! This is my way of thinking about it: Ok we've chatted, there's an active interest in each other as far as your breathing, I'm breathing and it doesn't seem to annoy either of us. Let's get the meet and greet out of the way so that I can figure out if I potentially want to fuck you or have a beer with you or both. Because, yes this is honestly how I categorize people in my head and I'm not happy until I figure out where your place is in my mind. Also I like to figure this out rather quickly because then I can either expend my energy or conserve it depending on your category. Your honestly not paying any attention to what I'm saying, your sitting there trying to figure out what category I've got you in, aren't you?? LOOK RABID BUNNIES.... okay now that your back to paying attention to me.
I was thinking earlier this week about love. I was looking at everyone around me and I was honestly wondering why we are constantly searching for love when all it does is cause confusion, pain and financial woes out the ass. The human race is nothing but a bunch of freakin lemmings, man. We see the precipice and just go right on running for the edge as fast as our little lemming legs will take us! I watch my friends that are in seemingly happy relationships but it's honestly one sided. I watch couples that put on the happy facade but both are miserable. And then I see the largest group of people. The ones that have had their hearts broken into millions of pieces, the ones that love has destroyed completely, the devastated majority.
We say we aren't looking for love. We cover it up with clever little lies and pretty little cliches but it all comes down to the simple fact that we are still searching for someone to share time with. We aren't lemmings, we're junkies. We jones for that feeling of being with someone, the butterflies when your first meeting, the tingles on your lips from the first kisses, the euphoria and dizziness of closeness. Because with that person the past is erased and right then there are endless possibilities and it's physically, emotionally intoxicating. It's delicious that level of intoxication. I honestly don't look for someone to spend forever with and all that jazz. I go out actively looking for the guy that makes my lips tingle and makes me dizzy. That to me is much more interesting. After thinking of it that way, it made me temporarily less cynical about love. Give me a couple days and I'll be back to my usual self lol!
I'm really hating this weeks snow storm here in NY. Not because it's a bitch to drive in, not because it's cold, not because I have to warm up the truck 20 minutes before I want to go anywhere. These are all very valid reasons however my self involved reason that I hate winter is because it's hindering my social patterns. Nobody wants to come out and play!! I'm bored out of my mind and no one will come occupy my time. No one wants to go out and have drinks or do anything. Wtf is that? I can't live like this for the next 6 months! It's been 2 days and already I feel like a minute is an eternity. I'm gonna go crazy by 1 January! All work, no play equals a bloggin Bex. So for your own sanity, it's in your best interest to amuse me lol. Especially now that all my fave tv shows are on hiatus, this is going to give me ALLOT of free time!
Alright faithful readers, my attention span has..look something shiny!!!
BEX
Dating sites are not necessarily working out for me I think. I'm fast getting frustrated and bored with that particular experience. I always say "Try everything twice, that way your sure you either like or dislike it." Well this was the second time that I tried it and yeah, not so much. Pretty sure that I don't like it. Now I'm not completely lost on it, I've met a couple cool people. But for the 4 cool people that I've met, I've gotten 400 bad experiences. I still want to know what kind of "Science" they're using. I don't consider random a science and that seems to be their method,lol. And I haven't heard or seen anything from my 7ft knitting, polka dancing Muslim lately either, oh how my dreams of true love are shattered by this!! Prince Charming has run away, what ever shall I do??
Ya know what I don't get at all? How come it's so hard to meet someone? I don't mean like "Meeting someone" I mean like how come it's so hard to chat someone up and then get them to either agree to a meet or get them to ask you out if they are obviously interested? What's that about?? Your interested, I'm interested, let's get together have a cup of coffee or a beer we will see where it goes from there but let's at least get that first step out of the way!! This is my way of thinking about it: Ok we've chatted, there's an active interest in each other as far as your breathing, I'm breathing and it doesn't seem to annoy either of us. Let's get the meet and greet out of the way so that I can figure out if I potentially want to fuck you or have a beer with you or both. Because, yes this is honestly how I categorize people in my head and I'm not happy until I figure out where your place is in my mind. Also I like to figure this out rather quickly because then I can either expend my energy or conserve it depending on your category. Your honestly not paying any attention to what I'm saying, your sitting there trying to figure out what category I've got you in, aren't you?? LOOK RABID BUNNIES.... okay now that your back to paying attention to me.
I was thinking earlier this week about love. I was looking at everyone around me and I was honestly wondering why we are constantly searching for love when all it does is cause confusion, pain and financial woes out the ass. The human race is nothing but a bunch of freakin lemmings, man. We see the precipice and just go right on running for the edge as fast as our little lemming legs will take us! I watch my friends that are in seemingly happy relationships but it's honestly one sided. I watch couples that put on the happy facade but both are miserable. And then I see the largest group of people. The ones that have had their hearts broken into millions of pieces, the ones that love has destroyed completely, the devastated majority.
We say we aren't looking for love. We cover it up with clever little lies and pretty little cliches but it all comes down to the simple fact that we are still searching for someone to share time with. We aren't lemmings, we're junkies. We jones for that feeling of being with someone, the butterflies when your first meeting, the tingles on your lips from the first kisses, the euphoria and dizziness of closeness. Because with that person the past is erased and right then there are endless possibilities and it's physically, emotionally intoxicating. It's delicious that level of intoxication. I honestly don't look for someone to spend forever with and all that jazz. I go out actively looking for the guy that makes my lips tingle and makes me dizzy. That to me is much more interesting. After thinking of it that way, it made me temporarily less cynical about love. Give me a couple days and I'll be back to my usual self lol!
I'm really hating this weeks snow storm here in NY. Not because it's a bitch to drive in, not because it's cold, not because I have to warm up the truck 20 minutes before I want to go anywhere. These are all very valid reasons however my self involved reason that I hate winter is because it's hindering my social patterns. Nobody wants to come out and play!! I'm bored out of my mind and no one will come occupy my time. No one wants to go out and have drinks or do anything. Wtf is that? I can't live like this for the next 6 months! It's been 2 days and already I feel like a minute is an eternity. I'm gonna go crazy by 1 January! All work, no play equals a bloggin Bex. So for your own sanity, it's in your best interest to amuse me lol. Especially now that all my fave tv shows are on hiatus, this is going to give me ALLOT of free time!
Alright faithful readers, my attention span has..look something shiny!!!
BEX
Saturday, November 27, 2010
You, Yes you there reading so intently. Today I speak only to you.
Hey! How's everything spinning in your world? I don't believe we have chatted in awhile so I want to take the time and catch up with you. See, I know that I write here every couple of days but mostly I'm writing about things happening in the Universe, little things that I notice or things that really irk me to no end, etc. And I know that your there reading it but it's just you reading and me writing, so I feel that we should connect together today in a more intimate way, you & I. Because let's be honest if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here in this little corner of the Cyberverse. There's a bunch of things I bet you don't know and that you'd never guess in a million years! For instance, Did you know that I think about you? Sure I do! I think about you all the time! I'm always wondering what you'd like me to write about. Or if I see something particularly funny, I giggle harder because I know that your going to giggle about it. There are certain things that I come across that I take very seriously and I write about them because I want you to stop and think about them too. Yes it's a place for me to write about my feelings, thoughts, musings however, I take it very seriously that at some point I may touch your life in some poignant way. You touch my life in a very poignant way just by reading this page as faithfully as you have been since I began blogging here a few months ago and even before that on Myspace. It honestly means the World to me just the thought that I can make you smile or that something I write will make you stop and ponder. There is one tiny favor that I will ask from you though. Because I put so much thought into you, I would honestly like to know who you are aside from the image I have in my head. Please if you would start leaving me comments, you don't actually have to be a member to comment on my blog, but I will ask if you please to include a name as it will just show up as "Anonymous" however if you don't feel comfortable I don't necessarily need a name, it would just be a bonus. But it's because I want to know YOU. You already know so much about me and I feel as if I know very little about you. I like you, very much! But as with everything I always hunger to know more! Too much is never enough, as my buddy Ryan says.
I'm not one of those blogs on here that has 151 followers officially listed, "Officially" I have 3, LOL. But I like to think of myself as an "indie blog". I'm more Cannes than Hollywood, but I like it that way because it keeps you and I closer. Not that I'm saying to not tell your friends to read my musings! Hell no!! Tell them to get on here right away and start reading damn it, what're you waiting for?? I like seeing my views number jump up because let's be honest with each other, I'm pretty self involved. But no matter how many views I have, it's still me writing just for you. Yep just you. When I sit down to write I have just you in mind, not 10,20,or 30 people. It's just you and I sitting down to have a chat. I write the same way that I speak, so I hope that every time you and I sit down together that you hear my high voice and the quick staccato cadence in my voice, my pauses and all the emotions that I put into this, my sadness, exasperation, my anger, my laughter. I hope that you are getting ALL of that. You and I are pretty close. Even if your down the block or on the other side of the world. Which segues nicely into my next point about you and I.
There are the "You's" out there that are reading me from Russia, Netherlands, France and Singapore. I have other countries also, but you 4 seem to be reading me regularly. Well I would like to first say "Thank You" it's just too cool in my mind that you and I are chatting regularly! It's beyond cool to me! Again though I would like to know more about you, please feel free to leave me a comment because I would like it very much.
Well Faithful Reader, It was a long night at work and I have some things to accomplish before crashing for the day, so as always,
Till next time,
Yours Always
BEX!
I'm not one of those blogs on here that has 151 followers officially listed, "Officially" I have 3, LOL. But I like to think of myself as an "indie blog". I'm more Cannes than Hollywood, but I like it that way because it keeps you and I closer. Not that I'm saying to not tell your friends to read my musings! Hell no!! Tell them to get on here right away and start reading damn it, what're you waiting for?? I like seeing my views number jump up because let's be honest with each other, I'm pretty self involved. But no matter how many views I have, it's still me writing just for you. Yep just you. When I sit down to write I have just you in mind, not 10,20,or 30 people. It's just you and I sitting down to have a chat. I write the same way that I speak, so I hope that every time you and I sit down together that you hear my high voice and the quick staccato cadence in my voice, my pauses and all the emotions that I put into this, my sadness, exasperation, my anger, my laughter. I hope that you are getting ALL of that. You and I are pretty close. Even if your down the block or on the other side of the world. Which segues nicely into my next point about you and I.
There are the "You's" out there that are reading me from Russia, Netherlands, France and Singapore. I have other countries also, but you 4 seem to be reading me regularly. Well I would like to first say "Thank You" it's just too cool in my mind that you and I are chatting regularly! It's beyond cool to me! Again though I would like to know more about you, please feel free to leave me a comment because I would like it very much.
Well Faithful Reader, It was a long night at work and I have some things to accomplish before crashing for the day, so as always,
Till next time,
Yours Always
BEX!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Touching up your kids school pictures and other CNN stories
I was actually going to write a cynical blog about the holidays until I saw a story on CNN about touching up your kids school pictures. Yep Yep, You now have the option to touch up the school photos of your children. Really?? Seriously?? How far are we as a society going to take this media driven need for physical perfection? News Flash World: NOBODY IS PERFECT!! Nor should they feel the need to be. Part of the fun of school pictures is remembering how goofy you were growing up! Of course I have 2 of the worst kids for that because it is a guarantee that if it's the first day of school or picture day, one or both will have a black eye or stitches. Guaranteed. I think maybe one year has passed that I've gotten pictures free of major injuries. There was a man that commented on this story on CNN that stated "I had major acne growing up and I wish they had the retouch option so I wouldn't have to be reminded of this." Well guess what sunshine, just because the picture doesn't show the acne doesn't erase it from yours or anyone else's memories. You still had the acne. What will our kids think if we are retouching their photos? Will they think that we are not satisfied with their looks, or that their physical aesthetic is less than pleasing to us as parents? Unbelievable amounts of shallow are represented by these assholes that choose to do this. If you choose this option have fun 10 years from now when your kid is on the Biggest Loser for eating their feelings of inexplicable failure and washing it down with 20 cheeseburgers.
Now their saying that scientists may have made a breakthrough discovery in a drug that erases memory. Many people commenting on this are bringing up the movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind. I know of the movie but have never actually seen it. This whole story worries me. They are all ready stating that this drug would be used for people that have suffered traumatic events. But who decides an event is traumatic enough or has done enough damage to a person to warrant having their memory erased? And what consequences do we physically suffer from having this happen. If we forget our past how do we learn from it to keep it from repeating? And as individuals how will be held accountable for personal responsibility if we are allowed to erase past events? It's all very ethically questionable and I don't agree. Although I would be quite agreeable if they would use this new technology to erase stupid from people. Or if we can erase stuff from a persons mind, can we also theoretically add things? Like the common sense to shut your pie hole when feeling the need to spout some unintelligent nonsense? Or how about the ability to stop yourself from making an uninformed ignorant comment on a subject that you have no knowledge of. Ya know what if modern science could accomplish this I'm all for it!
Stay tuned Faithful Readers a scathing look at Holidays is up next!
Till next time,
Bex!
Now their saying that scientists may have made a breakthrough discovery in a drug that erases memory. Many people commenting on this are bringing up the movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind. I know of the movie but have never actually seen it. This whole story worries me. They are all ready stating that this drug would be used for people that have suffered traumatic events. But who decides an event is traumatic enough or has done enough damage to a person to warrant having their memory erased? And what consequences do we physically suffer from having this happen. If we forget our past how do we learn from it to keep it from repeating? And as individuals how will be held accountable for personal responsibility if we are allowed to erase past events? It's all very ethically questionable and I don't agree. Although I would be quite agreeable if they would use this new technology to erase stupid from people. Or if we can erase stuff from a persons mind, can we also theoretically add things? Like the common sense to shut your pie hole when feeling the need to spout some unintelligent nonsense? Or how about the ability to stop yourself from making an uninformed ignorant comment on a subject that you have no knowledge of. Ya know what if modern science could accomplish this I'm all for it!
Stay tuned Faithful Readers a scathing look at Holidays is up next!
Till next time,
Bex!
Monday, November 22, 2010
Airport Security and the pesky protesters
I can only take partial credit for this blog as it was a request from my mom, Gale Ann. So let's talk about this new Airport security thing shall we? My dad was just on a rant about them patting down a gramma. And everyone is up in arms and protesting loudly about this new full body scan that their implementing in Airports everywhere. But my thought is, If you have nothing to hide and it doesn't take any longer than the old way then why bitch? I'd rather have 10 seconds of your privacy violated then blow up mid-flight asshole! I got news for you, terrorists don't wear name tags that say Hello My Name is Al-Quaeda! And hey guess what? Yep their finding terrorist sleeper cells and sympathizers all the time! So theoretically that little 90 year old Grandma may have a Muslim extremist for a grandkid that she feels is being wronged by the government and she's gonna make it right by blowing up a flight full of vacationers. Nope, no thanks. What's wrong with these people? Isn't the safety of our air travel more important as a Nation then offending 10 seconds of your delicate sensibilities? And ya know what, these bleeding heart liberal protesting fucks are the first ones to form a lynch mob for the government when we let a terrorist slip by and they blow something up. And ya know what else? Half of these loud mouth pesky protesters don't even fly regularly because if they did they'd realize that these new security measures actually make going through airport security faster and easier! Well hell dude, I fly about 6 times a year I'm all about easier. Not to mention the fact that if you get your ticket from a 3rd party website or someone buys your ticket for you, you automatically get a trip to the nazi security lane. I've been getting molested by TSA Security for years, trust me you get use to it. However I do believe as a courtesy the TSA should offer the option of choosing who your molester is. If I'm going to get molested 6 ways till Sunday I want the hot person not the creepy old fucker. Give me a choice man!!
To all you whiny, sissy, belly aching, crying, pesky protesters my answer is Don't fucking fly! If it bothers you that much, then simply don't fly. Take a bus, train, drive! But please don't fly because I'd rather know that my flight is safe from those pesky terrorist underwear bombs!
Till Next Time,
BEX!
To all you whiny, sissy, belly aching, crying, pesky protesters my answer is Don't fucking fly! If it bothers you that much, then simply don't fly. Take a bus, train, drive! But please don't fly because I'd rather know that my flight is safe from those pesky terrorist underwear bombs!
Till Next Time,
BEX!
Sunday, November 21, 2010
definition
ni·hil·ism
[nahy-uh-liz-uhm, nee-] Show IPA
–noun
1.
total rejection of established laws and institutions.
2.
anarchy, terrorism, or other revolutionary activity.
3.
total and absolute destructiveness, esp. toward the world at large and including oneself: the power-mad nihilism that marked Hitler's last years.
4.
Philosophy .
a.
an extreme form of skepticism: the denial of all real existence or the possibility of an objective basis for truth.
b.
nothingness or nonexistence.
5.
( sometimes initial capital letter ) the principles of a Russian revolutionary group, active in the latter half of the 19th century, holding that existing social and political institutions must be destroyed in order to clear the way for a new state of society and employing extreme measures, including terrorism and assassination.
6.
annihilation of the self, or the individual consciousness, esp. as an aspect of mystical experience.
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[nahy-uh-liz-uhm, nee-] Show IPA
–noun
1.
total rejection of established laws and institutions.
2.
anarchy, terrorism, or other revolutionary activity.
3.
total and absolute destructiveness, esp. toward the world at large and including oneself: the power-mad nihilism that marked Hitler's last years.
4.
Philosophy .
a.
an extreme form of skepticism: the denial of all real existence or the possibility of an objective basis for truth.
b.
nothingness or nonexistence.
5.
( sometimes initial capital letter ) the principles of a Russian revolutionary group, active in the latter half of the 19th century, holding that existing social and political institutions must be destroyed in order to clear the way for a new state of society and employing extreme measures, including terrorism and assassination.
6.
annihilation of the self, or the individual consciousness, esp. as an aspect of mystical experience.
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Original ideas and the lack of them in modern cinema
I had a discussion with Ray, my tattoo guy when he was doing my Chaos & Candy ink. And I've recently had this same discussion with Dave and my mom, so now it's time to get it in a blog.
True Grit, Willy Wonka, Hellraiser, Nightmare on Elm St, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Dawn of the Dead, House on Haunted Hill, Hills have eyes, etc. The list goes on and on with remakes and soon to be remakes. Are you honestly telling me that with all the talented screenwriters, directors, producers that not one of them has an original idea for a movie? All the new books and not one merits a screenplay? If they can make a new chick flick every 30 seconds it seems then why can't someone come up with a new horror flick and stop remaking my favorite ones? Some of the remakes, I've truly enjoyed. Dawn of the Dead was a brilliant remake and it stayed pretty true to the original as did Hills Have Eyes. But others just piss me off till I'm in an indignant fury. I feel as if these remake assholes are dismissing the brilliance and creativity that went into the original films. They negate the originals by choosing to do it better. Speaking from a cinephile stand point, I do not want my movies remade better!! I like my movies the way they were originally made. Example of a remake that made me want to trek across the country to beat a remaker into a bloody mess. My Bloody Valentine was one of my favorite slasher flicks of all time. It really set a precedent in the genre. I mean that was the first time you saw a dismembered head in a clothes dryer! How fucking cool was that one scene! In the remake they changed the damn story line so that it was more "psychological". I don't want psychological I want bloody true to form slasher gore! And they took out the head in the dryer scene, WTF??? If your going to remake these awesome films please leave in the best gory scenes.
There are other films that I just plain out refuse to watch. They are remaking True Grit and Hellraiser. Anything that had The Duke in it should NEVER be remade, EVER!! John Wayne was a cinematic GOD! The people that thought it was okay to remake his greatest film should be boiled alive in hot oil. Hellraiser was mine. I had everyone of the movies, posters, the coat, mask, etc. Clive Barker is not only an excellent writer but an awesome director. Those movies are incredible! I will not watch the remakes of my favorite films especially not after the Charlie & the Chocolate Factory debacle. Tim Burton needs to be slapped for that.
I can understand remaking a film that's 50 years old. Well okay I can understand the thought pattern behind remaking a 50 year old film because of the new cinematic technology but i don't agree with it. If someone remade Metropolis I wouldn't watch it because the original silent movie is very poignant. But my question is why are they remaking movies that aren't even that old? Why remake a 15 year old movie? Why not remake something from 1934? Actually Hollywood, just stop stealing other peoples ideas and go get one of your own. I'm tired of you fucking up my movies.
Till next time faithful readers,
Bex
True Grit, Willy Wonka, Hellraiser, Nightmare on Elm St, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Dawn of the Dead, House on Haunted Hill, Hills have eyes, etc. The list goes on and on with remakes and soon to be remakes. Are you honestly telling me that with all the talented screenwriters, directors, producers that not one of them has an original idea for a movie? All the new books and not one merits a screenplay? If they can make a new chick flick every 30 seconds it seems then why can't someone come up with a new horror flick and stop remaking my favorite ones? Some of the remakes, I've truly enjoyed. Dawn of the Dead was a brilliant remake and it stayed pretty true to the original as did Hills Have Eyes. But others just piss me off till I'm in an indignant fury. I feel as if these remake assholes are dismissing the brilliance and creativity that went into the original films. They negate the originals by choosing to do it better. Speaking from a cinephile stand point, I do not want my movies remade better!! I like my movies the way they were originally made. Example of a remake that made me want to trek across the country to beat a remaker into a bloody mess. My Bloody Valentine was one of my favorite slasher flicks of all time. It really set a precedent in the genre. I mean that was the first time you saw a dismembered head in a clothes dryer! How fucking cool was that one scene! In the remake they changed the damn story line so that it was more "psychological". I don't want psychological I want bloody true to form slasher gore! And they took out the head in the dryer scene, WTF??? If your going to remake these awesome films please leave in the best gory scenes.
There are other films that I just plain out refuse to watch. They are remaking True Grit and Hellraiser. Anything that had The Duke in it should NEVER be remade, EVER!! John Wayne was a cinematic GOD! The people that thought it was okay to remake his greatest film should be boiled alive in hot oil. Hellraiser was mine. I had everyone of the movies, posters, the coat, mask, etc. Clive Barker is not only an excellent writer but an awesome director. Those movies are incredible! I will not watch the remakes of my favorite films especially not after the Charlie & the Chocolate Factory debacle. Tim Burton needs to be slapped for that.
I can understand remaking a film that's 50 years old. Well okay I can understand the thought pattern behind remaking a 50 year old film because of the new cinematic technology but i don't agree with it. If someone remade Metropolis I wouldn't watch it because the original silent movie is very poignant. But my question is why are they remaking movies that aren't even that old? Why remake a 15 year old movie? Why not remake something from 1934? Actually Hollywood, just stop stealing other peoples ideas and go get one of your own. I'm tired of you fucking up my movies.
Till next time faithful readers,
Bex
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Things that I've noticed that make me giggle and wonder?
I was just driving to the Rez to grab a carton of smokes and I noticed a couple things that made me giggle. Plus there's a couple of current events that have me scratching my head and wondering what the hell is going on in my little Universe.
Ok so driving downtown I noticed 3 traffic lights with signs on them that say "Wait for Green Light." I'm not kidding and I'm not making this up! Wait for the Green?? When did this become an option? When has it been okay to blow through a red light and then tell a cop that it didn't have a sign stating the obvious that you should've waited for the Green? It's been awhile since I've read the drivers manual but I keep up on current events and I don't remember them revoking the Red means stop law. Have people gotten so ignorant that now we have to put up Captain Obvious signs even on the traffic lights? I'm losing faith in humanity by the millisecond!
It's impossible to go the speed limit on the highway no matter what highway your on, it is a logistically impossible task. Which makes me wonder why people are getting pulled over by State Troopers all the time and then I realized it's a giant speed trap that you can not escape to generate revenue for the State. There is no human way possible to win this game so I urge each of you to stay off the highways! I'm not generally a Conspiracy Theorist but hear me out on this one and I think you'll agree my thinking isn't too far fetched. Say you have a highway that's 3 lanes. There's the far right slow lane for those fuckers that believe 55 mph translates to 35, Middle lane for the people theoretically trying to do the speed limit and the far left lane which is the passing/go faster than the assholes in the middle lane. We will leave the far right lane alone because they are doing 35 mph and we can't wait for them to stop bogging down traffic and catch up. Now the middle Do gooder lane. You technically can't go the speed limit in this lane because the guy in front of you is doing the posted speed limit, so unless your going to park your vehicle on top of his you have to speed up and pass this guy or your doing 5 miles under the speed limit. So now your in the 20 miles over the speed limit lane passing this guy but trying to keep up so as to not bog down traffic in the passing lane which translates to you going 75 mph instead of 55 mph. You've passed him now so you move back to the middle lane but because he's doing the posted limit you now have to do 5 mph over to stay ahead of him. You find your comfort zone at 60 mph until the Trooper up ahead clocks you and pulls you over. Now you have just generously donated $100 to your State, Congratulations it was very kind of you to be so thoughtful! See? Giant speed trap to generate revenue to the State!
On my drive to get smokes I did some thinking. Ya know it's not in my nature to just let things happen I either have to force it instead of waiting or I just go out and make it happen. Waiting for Nature to take it's course doesn't exist in my head at all. It either is or I will make it be is lmao! That being said I'm going to probably end up going Dave's route and telling the bartender before I tell the girl. I will explain that analogy at the end so that you get it. I started doing some serious introspective thinking on my drive and discovered a fatal flaw in my thought patterns. I think I fell victim to Societies standards and to fear of my own mortality. Subconsciously I felt the need to start dating because Societies Standards dictate that I should be married and have settled down by now. How many people do you know our age that are single and still partying like Rockstars? Not many. Almost everyone we know is settled and married with families and the whole 9 yards. And I believe as a generation we feel as if something is missing and a certain amount of guilt subconsciously because we haven't lived up to these out dated standards set for us by an out dated society. Also as we are getting older we are coming to realize that time is running pretty short. Which leads to a contemplation of our own mortality. No one wants do die alone so we find mates but everyone dies alone so it's all pretty futile if you ask me. It's a way to cheat ourselves into thinking that we are finding a way around this morbid little fact. We find mates and procreate to leave a piece of ourselves in the 'Verse so as to ensure our legacy will continue on. But call me selfish, I don't want a legacy I want to live forever! I think the world will be a crappy place with out my wit hanging around! With all that guilt of being single and 35, you find yourself compelled to go on a mate hunt. Unfortunately I put a LOT of thought into things so I end up sabotaging myself in my false pretense to settle down. I realize what I'm doing and my brain puts a screeching halt on all actions. Self realization is a bitch. I don't want to settle down, I don't want more kids, I don't want to get married, I don't want to buy a house with someone, I don't want to share my life period, end of discussion. I like my life a whole freakin lot. I like snagging one of my guy friends and trolling the bars making new friends, getting wasted and silly. I like chilling on my couch, watching my favorite tv shows or movies and not having to share my space constantly. I don't want to feel pressured into having to spend time with someone I don't want the pressure of always being nice and suppressing what I'm really thinking. And what I'm really fucking sick of is people trying to pretend that we have so much in common. Get your own fucking personality and stop trying to mimic mine. I don't want the stress of another's jealousies, insecurities, or disapproval. There's too much pressure and too may expectations involved so I'm not feeding any more into that situation. Going to take a hard right and extract myself from this crazy nonsense. In other words I'm letting things happen or letting them not happen according to Natures choice. Because as Dave just pointed out to me, what we want isn't exactly realistic. Doesn't stop us from looking for it but then again we are also convinced we will find Unicorns and Wee people. Half the fun of an adventure is the anticipation. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking the married, settled down people. and I'm not saying that I don't want a significant other (that's a fucked up, demeaning term isn't it?) What I am saying is that my list of requirements is unrealistic and impossible. and I've found myself settling because of an insane need to fit in to a place I will never fit in to no matter how hard I try. So I accept me and I'm okay with the me. I will continue to be Bex, I will make my own rules, Live by my standards, drink beers with Dave and go search for Leperachauns and the perfectly poured pint. I honestly believe that 99.9% of the reason you love me is because of my obstinate belief of nonconformity and individuality. Almost forgot! So Dave was on a mission to break up with Tree so he took her to the Pub to soften the blow. It's our process leave it alone. So they are at the pub drinking and Dave was trying to lead the conversation up to the break up stage, she had to use the restroom so Dave calls me up and gives me a heads up on the festivities. Tree came back to the bar and Dave flags the bartender and tells her to get Tree a drink because he just broke up with her! He forgot he said it bluntly to everyone else and forgot to tell her!! Hence the analogy from earlier, those of you that understand the underlaying meaning there will get a big laugh out of that, those of you that don't will not. Think I will be going to the Pub this week, lmao.
I was going to write a bit on peoples misconceptions about me from the past but I decided that I enjoy the misconceptions immensely!
Alright that's enough for now Faithful Readers,
Till next time,
BEX!
Ok so driving downtown I noticed 3 traffic lights with signs on them that say "Wait for Green Light." I'm not kidding and I'm not making this up! Wait for the Green?? When did this become an option? When has it been okay to blow through a red light and then tell a cop that it didn't have a sign stating the obvious that you should've waited for the Green? It's been awhile since I've read the drivers manual but I keep up on current events and I don't remember them revoking the Red means stop law. Have people gotten so ignorant that now we have to put up Captain Obvious signs even on the traffic lights? I'm losing faith in humanity by the millisecond!
It's impossible to go the speed limit on the highway no matter what highway your on, it is a logistically impossible task. Which makes me wonder why people are getting pulled over by State Troopers all the time and then I realized it's a giant speed trap that you can not escape to generate revenue for the State. There is no human way possible to win this game so I urge each of you to stay off the highways! I'm not generally a Conspiracy Theorist but hear me out on this one and I think you'll agree my thinking isn't too far fetched. Say you have a highway that's 3 lanes. There's the far right slow lane for those fuckers that believe 55 mph translates to 35, Middle lane for the people theoretically trying to do the speed limit and the far left lane which is the passing/go faster than the assholes in the middle lane. We will leave the far right lane alone because they are doing 35 mph and we can't wait for them to stop bogging down traffic and catch up. Now the middle Do gooder lane. You technically can't go the speed limit in this lane because the guy in front of you is doing the posted speed limit, so unless your going to park your vehicle on top of his you have to speed up and pass this guy or your doing 5 miles under the speed limit. So now your in the 20 miles over the speed limit lane passing this guy but trying to keep up so as to not bog down traffic in the passing lane which translates to you going 75 mph instead of 55 mph. You've passed him now so you move back to the middle lane but because he's doing the posted limit you now have to do 5 mph over to stay ahead of him. You find your comfort zone at 60 mph until the Trooper up ahead clocks you and pulls you over. Now you have just generously donated $100 to your State, Congratulations it was very kind of you to be so thoughtful! See? Giant speed trap to generate revenue to the State!
On my drive to get smokes I did some thinking. Ya know it's not in my nature to just let things happen I either have to force it instead of waiting or I just go out and make it happen. Waiting for Nature to take it's course doesn't exist in my head at all. It either is or I will make it be is lmao! That being said I'm going to probably end up going Dave's route and telling the bartender before I tell the girl. I will explain that analogy at the end so that you get it. I started doing some serious introspective thinking on my drive and discovered a fatal flaw in my thought patterns. I think I fell victim to Societies standards and to fear of my own mortality. Subconsciously I felt the need to start dating because Societies Standards dictate that I should be married and have settled down by now. How many people do you know our age that are single and still partying like Rockstars? Not many. Almost everyone we know is settled and married with families and the whole 9 yards. And I believe as a generation we feel as if something is missing and a certain amount of guilt subconsciously because we haven't lived up to these out dated standards set for us by an out dated society. Also as we are getting older we are coming to realize that time is running pretty short. Which leads to a contemplation of our own mortality. No one wants do die alone so we find mates but everyone dies alone so it's all pretty futile if you ask me. It's a way to cheat ourselves into thinking that we are finding a way around this morbid little fact. We find mates and procreate to leave a piece of ourselves in the 'Verse so as to ensure our legacy will continue on. But call me selfish, I don't want a legacy I want to live forever! I think the world will be a crappy place with out my wit hanging around! With all that guilt of being single and 35, you find yourself compelled to go on a mate hunt. Unfortunately I put a LOT of thought into things so I end up sabotaging myself in my false pretense to settle down. I realize what I'm doing and my brain puts a screeching halt on all actions. Self realization is a bitch. I don't want to settle down, I don't want more kids, I don't want to get married, I don't want to buy a house with someone, I don't want to share my life period, end of discussion. I like my life a whole freakin lot. I like snagging one of my guy friends and trolling the bars making new friends, getting wasted and silly. I like chilling on my couch, watching my favorite tv shows or movies and not having to share my space constantly. I don't want to feel pressured into having to spend time with someone I don't want the pressure of always being nice and suppressing what I'm really thinking. And what I'm really fucking sick of is people trying to pretend that we have so much in common. Get your own fucking personality and stop trying to mimic mine. I don't want the stress of another's jealousies, insecurities, or disapproval. There's too much pressure and too may expectations involved so I'm not feeding any more into that situation. Going to take a hard right and extract myself from this crazy nonsense. In other words I'm letting things happen or letting them not happen according to Natures choice. Because as Dave just pointed out to me, what we want isn't exactly realistic. Doesn't stop us from looking for it but then again we are also convinced we will find Unicorns and Wee people. Half the fun of an adventure is the anticipation. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking the married, settled down people. and I'm not saying that I don't want a significant other (that's a fucked up, demeaning term isn't it?) What I am saying is that my list of requirements is unrealistic and impossible. and I've found myself settling because of an insane need to fit in to a place I will never fit in to no matter how hard I try. So I accept me and I'm okay with the me. I will continue to be Bex, I will make my own rules, Live by my standards, drink beers with Dave and go search for Leperachauns and the perfectly poured pint. I honestly believe that 99.9% of the reason you love me is because of my obstinate belief of nonconformity and individuality. Almost forgot! So Dave was on a mission to break up with Tree so he took her to the Pub to soften the blow. It's our process leave it alone. So they are at the pub drinking and Dave was trying to lead the conversation up to the break up stage, she had to use the restroom so Dave calls me up and gives me a heads up on the festivities. Tree came back to the bar and Dave flags the bartender and tells her to get Tree a drink because he just broke up with her! He forgot he said it bluntly to everyone else and forgot to tell her!! Hence the analogy from earlier, those of you that understand the underlaying meaning there will get a big laugh out of that, those of you that don't will not. Think I will be going to the Pub this week, lmao.
I was going to write a bit on peoples misconceptions about me from the past but I decided that I enjoy the misconceptions immensely!
Alright that's enough for now Faithful Readers,
Till next time,
BEX!
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
International readers, Dating sites, drug addicts, spell check and what's new in my life
I've had like 8 ideas for new blogs but my time has been taken up in the past week with a whole lot of new stuff. I apologize Faithful Readers, I promise not to leave you hanging again! I also would love to give a great big shout out to my International Readers! Love that you guys are reading my quirky little thoughts a whole world away and that you find me amusing. So LOTS of LOVE to Russia, Singapore, Denmark, France, Germany and The Netherlands!! Drop me a line guys and we shall chat! I did however notice that my International people fall off the grid when I talk about politics, you should read that stuff guys it's my best stuff!!
Dating Sites. Always swore I would never go on one but recently thought "Why not?" It's not like I don't pick my share of psycho's already. And at least on a dating site you can kinda screen the psycho's. Here are 2 things that I can't wrap my brain around about these sites. 1) If I wouldn't give you the time of day in the real world because your old enough to be my father and/or look at least 2nd generation inbred, why do you think it's okay to stalk me on a website and continually ask me out after I've shot you down multiple times already? I'll admit I'm new to this so that just might be dating site protocol, but no not so much. 2)Why does the site keep giving me "Scientific Matches" that have zero in common with me? I don't think I would have an enjoyable date with a 7ft Muslim non smoker, non drinker that listens to polka music and knits in his spare time. What Fucking Science are they using?? And how come that Science was never offered as a course in school? I do have to say that I've had some luck with the site, so we shall see.
Had to go for a drug test for my new job and at one point you have to lock all your loose stuff in this weird little lock box. On top of the box in great big red letters it says "Don not place drugs in box!" So of course I had to ask the girl if anyone ever actually brought drugs to the drug test and if they indeed tried to put them in the lock box. She started regaling me with drug addict stories! Couldn't believe it! Then I met a new friend who is a Corrections Officer (Quit laughing I did not meet him in jail!) Any way, he asked me if I use illegal substances. after answering I asked if anyone were actually dumb enough to answer yes knowing his occupation and ya know what, he said yes. Not gonna lie because it would be useless considering most of you know me, yes I've been known to do my fair share of recreational pharmaceuticals but never in all that time did it occur to me to bring my drugs to a drug test or to tell a Corrections Officer for the fuck of it. So I pose the question to you, are Drug addicts getting dumber?
Nothing drives me more insane on the Web then someone that can't spell. Yes I am picky about spelling, grammar and punctuation I always have been. But the thing that annoys me is that the computer your using an guaranteed the websites themselves all have Spell Check option. Hell even on here a little red line will magically appear should I misspell. World,here is my heart filled request to you: Use the FUCKING SPELL CHECK YOU LAZY SOD! Thank you. And one more thing. STOP spelling like you never went to school a day in your life! I hate it when people spell Phonetically, seriously?? Dictionary.com is free, there's an app for it and everything. It takes just as much time to be intelligent as it does to be stupid, all I'm asking for is a bit of effort here people. There's already enough stupidity in the Universe, ask yourself "do I really want to add the stupid cloud in the air?" Okay now I'm done.
You've already gotten the hint that I'm dating again. No I'm not sure why I'm doing it other than it seemed like a fun idea at the time. Yes I realize that I fail at dating in a very epic way every time but hell it's amusing me and I always like new people in my life, they are fun to play with. I also started a new job and there are a couple funny points to that. I went into the interview kind of half assed because all I wanted was a part time stock person job, well half way through they informed me that they would not hire me for that position. Instead I walked out the new Storeroom/Inventory Manager. Now that's twice I've gone for the bullshit job and ended up in charge, Damn it how the hell do you get the job with the least amount of responsibility? Now here's the funny part. Everyone that I talked to was being a bit vague on my job description and/or duties, so last night I asked the other Manager. Evidently my position is a real management position however, they've never filled it before so no one knows what my job is. I have a position with no description, I find that very fitting to my whole life. For the next few weeks I'm just a stock person with a cool title. It is going well though, I like it so far. Working 3rd shift nights has advantages, no uniform, no people and I can listen to my iPod. I like this job! It is however kicking my ass. Didn't realize how woefully out of shape I was. next few weeks of doing this is gonna get me right back into fighting condition. Lol, why pay to join a gym when I can get a job! And I'm enjoying being out of the house. Don't get me wrong, taking the summer off was worth it and I had a blast but I've gotten really bored in the past month or so. Time to make changes.
I was just texting Dave and his shoe laces broke. He made a comment about putting it in the blog because of all the other topics I was hitting on. I just got home from work, I'm beat. So he mentions the laces breaking and the first thing I thought of was "Dave's broken shoe laces, coincidence or metaphor for a broken life?" his answer was "Difficulties knot tying or deep seated commitment issues?" I find it hilarious that neither one of us just went with damn the shoe lace broke period end of story. No we went the complicated, this is a sign from God route. It's a fucking shoe lace for god's sake! I'm amused at our ability to read into anything. Given his current state of four corner drama though it's not surprising that we would see strange goings on in the most mundane of mishaps.
Well Faithful Readers I hope that you've enjoyed this exhausted rambling of mine, cause I know I have.
Till next time,
BEX!!
Dating Sites. Always swore I would never go on one but recently thought "Why not?" It's not like I don't pick my share of psycho's already. And at least on a dating site you can kinda screen the psycho's. Here are 2 things that I can't wrap my brain around about these sites. 1) If I wouldn't give you the time of day in the real world because your old enough to be my father and/or look at least 2nd generation inbred, why do you think it's okay to stalk me on a website and continually ask me out after I've shot you down multiple times already? I'll admit I'm new to this so that just might be dating site protocol, but no not so much. 2)Why does the site keep giving me "Scientific Matches" that have zero in common with me? I don't think I would have an enjoyable date with a 7ft Muslim non smoker, non drinker that listens to polka music and knits in his spare time. What Fucking Science are they using?? And how come that Science was never offered as a course in school? I do have to say that I've had some luck with the site, so we shall see.
Had to go for a drug test for my new job and at one point you have to lock all your loose stuff in this weird little lock box. On top of the box in great big red letters it says "Don not place drugs in box!" So of course I had to ask the girl if anyone ever actually brought drugs to the drug test and if they indeed tried to put them in the lock box. She started regaling me with drug addict stories! Couldn't believe it! Then I met a new friend who is a Corrections Officer (Quit laughing I did not meet him in jail!) Any way, he asked me if I use illegal substances. after answering I asked if anyone were actually dumb enough to answer yes knowing his occupation and ya know what, he said yes. Not gonna lie because it would be useless considering most of you know me, yes I've been known to do my fair share of recreational pharmaceuticals but never in all that time did it occur to me to bring my drugs to a drug test or to tell a Corrections Officer for the fuck of it. So I pose the question to you, are Drug addicts getting dumber?
Nothing drives me more insane on the Web then someone that can't spell. Yes I am picky about spelling, grammar and punctuation I always have been. But the thing that annoys me is that the computer your using an guaranteed the websites themselves all have Spell Check option. Hell even on here a little red line will magically appear should I misspell. World,here is my heart filled request to you: Use the FUCKING SPELL CHECK YOU LAZY SOD! Thank you. And one more thing. STOP spelling like you never went to school a day in your life! I hate it when people spell Phonetically, seriously?? Dictionary.com is free, there's an app for it and everything. It takes just as much time to be intelligent as it does to be stupid, all I'm asking for is a bit of effort here people. There's already enough stupidity in the Universe, ask yourself "do I really want to add the stupid cloud in the air?" Okay now I'm done.
You've already gotten the hint that I'm dating again. No I'm not sure why I'm doing it other than it seemed like a fun idea at the time. Yes I realize that I fail at dating in a very epic way every time but hell it's amusing me and I always like new people in my life, they are fun to play with. I also started a new job and there are a couple funny points to that. I went into the interview kind of half assed because all I wanted was a part time stock person job, well half way through they informed me that they would not hire me for that position. Instead I walked out the new Storeroom/Inventory Manager. Now that's twice I've gone for the bullshit job and ended up in charge, Damn it how the hell do you get the job with the least amount of responsibility? Now here's the funny part. Everyone that I talked to was being a bit vague on my job description and/or duties, so last night I asked the other Manager. Evidently my position is a real management position however, they've never filled it before so no one knows what my job is. I have a position with no description, I find that very fitting to my whole life. For the next few weeks I'm just a stock person with a cool title. It is going well though, I like it so far. Working 3rd shift nights has advantages, no uniform, no people and I can listen to my iPod. I like this job! It is however kicking my ass. Didn't realize how woefully out of shape I was. next few weeks of doing this is gonna get me right back into fighting condition. Lol, why pay to join a gym when I can get a job! And I'm enjoying being out of the house. Don't get me wrong, taking the summer off was worth it and I had a blast but I've gotten really bored in the past month or so. Time to make changes.
I was just texting Dave and his shoe laces broke. He made a comment about putting it in the blog because of all the other topics I was hitting on. I just got home from work, I'm beat. So he mentions the laces breaking and the first thing I thought of was "Dave's broken shoe laces, coincidence or metaphor for a broken life?" his answer was "Difficulties knot tying or deep seated commitment issues?" I find it hilarious that neither one of us just went with damn the shoe lace broke period end of story. No we went the complicated, this is a sign from God route. It's a fucking shoe lace for god's sake! I'm amused at our ability to read into anything. Given his current state of four corner drama though it's not surprising that we would see strange goings on in the most mundane of mishaps.
Well Faithful Readers I hope that you've enjoyed this exhausted rambling of mine, cause I know I have.
Till next time,
BEX!!
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Puppies, kittens, politics and protesters
Puppies and Kittens. Ha I got your attention!! Why is it all you have to do is say "Puppies and kittens" and you have everyones attention? What is it about puppies and kittens that pull us in every time? Well while your here...
I fully planned to watch the interview between President Bush and Matt Lauer last night with the sole intention of finding something in there to catch my interest and blog about. However my Verizon Fios disagreed with me and I only caught the last 15 minutes of it. Don't get me wrong I like President Bush, I feel bad for the dude because his presidency was laced with issues. Murphy really had a way with that dude! Think of all the tragic shit that happened that he had to deal with, I'm telling ya I would've hit under the bed and cried lol! Say what you will about President Bush but that guy had a pretty hard go of it.
Something funny I've noticed about Presidents. Every President we have does something wrong or has a jacked up situation hit them in the face and people are ready to lynch them. Very few people actually look at the "Big Picture" long enough to realize that a lot of times they are doing the best they can. It's never just the President, and people don't stop to think about that. They have advisors, Intelligence people, Military people, Senators, Congressman, and a slew of other people. Presidents don't just pull shit out of thin air and say "poof so shall it be." there are tons of people involved. True he is the one to make the final decision, that's his job, but I think people need to stop and consider how our government works before they lynch a President.
The other thing I've noticed is that the ones with the biggest opinions are the ones that have no working knowledge of our government, a half assed knowledge of current events and they DON'T vote!! And the most tragic part is that hey are okay with it. I can not tolerate or fathom that amount of irresponsibility. You can't bitch about policies that are passed or not passed if you didn't stand up and vote for what you believe in.
I have a friend that has no knowledge of the government, doesn't follow the news and doesn't vote. Their excuse is the news is too hard to understand and so is politics. This friend is pretty young, in their 20's. Imagine what kind of difference we as a people could make if this demographic would just take the initiative and vote. We could make one hell of a radical change in our government that's for damn sure. In fact I will bet you right now that I lost half the people reading this blog in the first paragraph just because it was about politics. It makes me sad that people will forfeit their right to vote and then bitch about how the government is taking over our rights and blah blah blah. Guess what, your helping them take over because your not standing up to vote for your rights. It disgusts me that people can spend hours upon hours online playing games but can't take 10 minutes to educate themselves on current events or take the 10 minutes to go and cast a vote.
Something came across my path this week that bothered me immensely on many levels. Sgt. First Class C.J. Sadell died from injuries suffered in an attack in Afghanistan. The pastor and his followers from Westboro Baptist church in Kansas planned a protest during his funeral in Missouri. These protesters are assembling at Soldiers funerals all over the country to voice their opinion that the soldiers deserved to die because our country supports homosexuality. I'm glad to report that the family and supporters of our fallen soldier rallied together and blocked the protesters and sent them packing on home!
Here are the two things that bothered me about this story. First, that anyone would ever even consider to protest at a Soldiers funeral or at any funeral for that matter. That is the epitome of disrespect and I'm appalled that anyone would even think to do this. It quite literally makes me sick to my stomach that these people think it's okay to put a family through that kind of pain as they are mourning the loss of a loved one! My personal opinion is that these people should be beaten to a bloody mess for their transgressions against a soldier and their family!
Now here's where your going to be mad at me but I'm asking you to listen to what I have to say and consider it fully before you react. On CNN I heard the newscasters say that the Westboro Protesters were saying that they had a right to protest according to their First Amendment Rights. The newscaster then said " I don't think this is what the Founding Fathers had in mind when they wrote the first Amendment." and he then went on to say how it upset him that the protesters were planning this. Okay well the truth is that we don't know what the Founding Fathers had on their mind when they wrote anything. But they wrote it and it's our law. If we agree or not these people DO have the right to protest and voice their opinion. It's not our place to say who's opinion is right or wrong, we can't let the 1st Amendment work for some but not for others because that is censorship pure and simple and it's wrong. I don't agree with these protesters but they have the right to voice their opinions just as I have the right to voice my opinion in this blog. They have these rights because we are Americans and we are free. Freedom isn't free otherwise Sgt. First Class C.J. Sadell would still be alive with his friends and family. Even if the ignorant bastards that are protesting don't realize this and appreciate it, I do.
So I say Thank You to every soldier, each one of my Brothers and sisters, fallen or not, because of them I'm free to say what I will and do as I wish. Think about this every time you voice an opinion and say a quiet Thank You to them because you have that right.
Till next time,
BEX
I fully planned to watch the interview between President Bush and Matt Lauer last night with the sole intention of finding something in there to catch my interest and blog about. However my Verizon Fios disagreed with me and I only caught the last 15 minutes of it. Don't get me wrong I like President Bush, I feel bad for the dude because his presidency was laced with issues. Murphy really had a way with that dude! Think of all the tragic shit that happened that he had to deal with, I'm telling ya I would've hit under the bed and cried lol! Say what you will about President Bush but that guy had a pretty hard go of it.
Something funny I've noticed about Presidents. Every President we have does something wrong or has a jacked up situation hit them in the face and people are ready to lynch them. Very few people actually look at the "Big Picture" long enough to realize that a lot of times they are doing the best they can. It's never just the President, and people don't stop to think about that. They have advisors, Intelligence people, Military people, Senators, Congressman, and a slew of other people. Presidents don't just pull shit out of thin air and say "poof so shall it be." there are tons of people involved. True he is the one to make the final decision, that's his job, but I think people need to stop and consider how our government works before they lynch a President.
The other thing I've noticed is that the ones with the biggest opinions are the ones that have no working knowledge of our government, a half assed knowledge of current events and they DON'T vote!! And the most tragic part is that hey are okay with it. I can not tolerate or fathom that amount of irresponsibility. You can't bitch about policies that are passed or not passed if you didn't stand up and vote for what you believe in.
I have a friend that has no knowledge of the government, doesn't follow the news and doesn't vote. Their excuse is the news is too hard to understand and so is politics. This friend is pretty young, in their 20's. Imagine what kind of difference we as a people could make if this demographic would just take the initiative and vote. We could make one hell of a radical change in our government that's for damn sure. In fact I will bet you right now that I lost half the people reading this blog in the first paragraph just because it was about politics. It makes me sad that people will forfeit their right to vote and then bitch about how the government is taking over our rights and blah blah blah. Guess what, your helping them take over because your not standing up to vote for your rights. It disgusts me that people can spend hours upon hours online playing games but can't take 10 minutes to educate themselves on current events or take the 10 minutes to go and cast a vote.
Something came across my path this week that bothered me immensely on many levels. Sgt. First Class C.J. Sadell died from injuries suffered in an attack in Afghanistan. The pastor and his followers from Westboro Baptist church in Kansas planned a protest during his funeral in Missouri. These protesters are assembling at Soldiers funerals all over the country to voice their opinion that the soldiers deserved to die because our country supports homosexuality. I'm glad to report that the family and supporters of our fallen soldier rallied together and blocked the protesters and sent them packing on home!
Here are the two things that bothered me about this story. First, that anyone would ever even consider to protest at a Soldiers funeral or at any funeral for that matter. That is the epitome of disrespect and I'm appalled that anyone would even think to do this. It quite literally makes me sick to my stomach that these people think it's okay to put a family through that kind of pain as they are mourning the loss of a loved one! My personal opinion is that these people should be beaten to a bloody mess for their transgressions against a soldier and their family!
Now here's where your going to be mad at me but I'm asking you to listen to what I have to say and consider it fully before you react. On CNN I heard the newscasters say that the Westboro Protesters were saying that they had a right to protest according to their First Amendment Rights. The newscaster then said " I don't think this is what the Founding Fathers had in mind when they wrote the first Amendment." and he then went on to say how it upset him that the protesters were planning this. Okay well the truth is that we don't know what the Founding Fathers had on their mind when they wrote anything. But they wrote it and it's our law. If we agree or not these people DO have the right to protest and voice their opinion. It's not our place to say who's opinion is right or wrong, we can't let the 1st Amendment work for some but not for others because that is censorship pure and simple and it's wrong. I don't agree with these protesters but they have the right to voice their opinions just as I have the right to voice my opinion in this blog. They have these rights because we are Americans and we are free. Freedom isn't free otherwise Sgt. First Class C.J. Sadell would still be alive with his friends and family. Even if the ignorant bastards that are protesting don't realize this and appreciate it, I do.
So I say Thank You to every soldier, each one of my Brothers and sisters, fallen or not, because of them I'm free to say what I will and do as I wish. Think about this every time you voice an opinion and say a quiet Thank You to them because you have that right.
Till next time,
BEX
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Our Governments first steps towards Totalitarianism
This whole thing about San Francisco and the ban on Happy Meal Toys has gotten my mind spinning. I was just talking to Dave about this.
The fact that local Governments are stepping in to dictate what comes in a Happy Meal is frightening because it's the first steps towards a nightmare future. As a Democratic society we vote on the rules of our nation. When a government steps in and takes that choice away from the people, no matter how miniscule it may seem at the time, its the first steps towards a totalitarian society much like what was envisioned in Orwell's 1984. It begins with just one small decision to ban something from a local government but where will it end? Will it end there or will we continue to allow our government to dictate more things to us? Will we allow them to tell us that we are unable to choose for ourselves what foods we can purchase, what restaurants will have a government sanction, what is acceptable to drink? But will it stop there? Will we be forced into other dictations because our Government deems us unable to choose for ourselves?
This is a frightening path of possibilities. Are we as people going to allow this to happen, are we going to allow more and more of our rights to be stripped away until we are no longer a Democracy? Think very hard about these small seemingly amusing stories in the news because they are showing us a trend that has already begun. Will we as a people have the power to stand up and put a stop to it, is the question.
BEX
The fact that local Governments are stepping in to dictate what comes in a Happy Meal is frightening because it's the first steps towards a nightmare future. As a Democratic society we vote on the rules of our nation. When a government steps in and takes that choice away from the people, no matter how miniscule it may seem at the time, its the first steps towards a totalitarian society much like what was envisioned in Orwell's 1984. It begins with just one small decision to ban something from a local government but where will it end? Will it end there or will we continue to allow our government to dictate more things to us? Will we allow them to tell us that we are unable to choose for ourselves what foods we can purchase, what restaurants will have a government sanction, what is acceptable to drink? But will it stop there? Will we be forced into other dictations because our Government deems us unable to choose for ourselves?
This is a frightening path of possibilities. Are we as people going to allow this to happen, are we going to allow more and more of our rights to be stripped away until we are no longer a Democracy? Think very hard about these small seemingly amusing stories in the news because they are showing us a trend that has already begun. Will we as a people have the power to stand up and put a stop to it, is the question.
BEX
Happy Meals and Sarah Palin
It's been awhile since I last blogged mostly because nothing really caught my attention recently. That is until yesterday.
San Francisco put a ban on toys offered at fast food restaurants where the kid's meals have more than 600 calories. But it's not the first place to do this, Santa Clara County also banned the toys in these meals this past spring. Their theory is that if you take the toys out of these meals it will not persuade the child to get the rather unhealthy meal. A Happy Meal with a burger, fries, and small drink is 640 calories and that is almost half the daily caloric intake for the average 8 year old. Now I have 2 points of contention on their actions. First, why is it okay for a branch of government to dictate what comes in my kid's meals. Isn't that suppose to be the parents job? Child obesity is a direct result of bad parenting and pure 100% laziness. C'mon we as a people are not so ignorant to think that meals from McDonalds are actually healthy! If you claim that fast food got you fat you should be shot in the head or at the very least not ever allowed to breed. Parents that feed their children nothing but fast food should have penalties placed on them but parents that teach their kids that things like fast foods and snacks are treats for use only occasionally should not have their children punished by taking the toy away. Second point, Do they honestly believe that taking the toy away is going to make these kids ask for the apple slices and milk instead of fries and a soda? I asked my son Ian this question and he laughed at me. Here was his answer "If you got me the apples and milk instead the normal meal I would ask you what I did to get punished." Good answer huh? Kids want burgers and fries. Who doesn't occasionally like Burgers and fries? The key word is "OCCASIONALLY", you can not use these fast food joints as daily sustenance. I am terrified as a member of a democratic society that because people are making poor individual choices that the Government will have to step in and start making my choices for me. This is continually happening. Look at the Soda Tax they wanted to inflict upon us here in NY. I refuse to pay a tax on something because some fat ass believes it's ok to wash down that McDonalds meal with a soda. I very rarely drink soda! Why should I be punished when I buy one 12oz soda that lasts me 2 days? If they really insist on these measures then here is my solution. Scales in stores and fast food joints. If you get on that scale and your obese then you get taxed extra if your kid gets on that scale and they are obese no toy, fries or soda for them AND the parent gets taxed for being an asshole. You have all heard me say this a million times so here is time million and one: PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY! YOU are personally responsible for the children YOU brought into this world, YOU are personally responsible for YOUR health. Don't blame the restaurants you weak minded fool! The CEO of McDonalds isn't taping your kid to a chair forcing cheeseburgers down their throat, YOU took them there, YOU ordered the food, YOU let them eat it and YOU taught them these deplorable eating habits! It's just as easy to go home and make a low fat wrap or sandwich. These days with all the food alternatives and support groups out there there is no reason for this to be an issue except pure 100% laziness. Good old fashioned exercise and good eating habits get the job done.
Sarah Palin. I could write novels based on this woman for the rest of my life. She is a satirists political wet dream. Earlier this week there was a blurb on Yahoo News about how the GOP's main agenda was to get rid of Sarah Palin, I wonder if now that Carl Paladino is free if they will hire him to "take her out"! I say let her hang around because she is always good for a laugh. On the TLC Network she has an 8 week tv special coming up called "Sarah Palin's Alaska" I wonder if she will show us Russia from her backyard? During the commercials for this show she is seen hiking mountains, dog sledding, skinning fish, NOT getting eaten by a bear while fishing and then it cuts to her in front of the camera and she says "This is where I want to be outdoors, free to adventure not in a stuffy old political office." THANK FUCKING GOD!!! Sarah finally came to her damn senses! She has become the worst example of Reality Star yet. Her kid Bristol is always in the news for something stupid or on Dancing With the Stars, her baby daddy Levi is now on every Hollywood invitation, now she, Sarah, is on a reality show about Alaska. Really?? Seriously?? Who are these people? Then today on CNN they did a poll on who you'd like to see run for President in the 2012 elections. Guess who was in the top 5? Yep you got it, Mrs. Palin! Who the hell did that poll, deaf mutes? I think we should just set Sarah up as host of her own show on CNN, it gives all the comedy people time to hear her say dumb things and our Government will be safe from her. C'mon Spitzer got his own show and all he did was diddle a hooker, he was actually a decent politician. Sarah is a hot mess, protect the United States Government and give her a damn show. Let's see if we can't get a second season out of that TLC special if anything to give that bear a second chance at eating the goofy broad.
Till next time faithful readers,
BEX!
San Francisco put a ban on toys offered at fast food restaurants where the kid's meals have more than 600 calories. But it's not the first place to do this, Santa Clara County also banned the toys in these meals this past spring. Their theory is that if you take the toys out of these meals it will not persuade the child to get the rather unhealthy meal. A Happy Meal with a burger, fries, and small drink is 640 calories and that is almost half the daily caloric intake for the average 8 year old. Now I have 2 points of contention on their actions. First, why is it okay for a branch of government to dictate what comes in my kid's meals. Isn't that suppose to be the parents job? Child obesity is a direct result of bad parenting and pure 100% laziness. C'mon we as a people are not so ignorant to think that meals from McDonalds are actually healthy! If you claim that fast food got you fat you should be shot in the head or at the very least not ever allowed to breed. Parents that feed their children nothing but fast food should have penalties placed on them but parents that teach their kids that things like fast foods and snacks are treats for use only occasionally should not have their children punished by taking the toy away. Second point, Do they honestly believe that taking the toy away is going to make these kids ask for the apple slices and milk instead of fries and a soda? I asked my son Ian this question and he laughed at me. Here was his answer "If you got me the apples and milk instead the normal meal I would ask you what I did to get punished." Good answer huh? Kids want burgers and fries. Who doesn't occasionally like Burgers and fries? The key word is "OCCASIONALLY", you can not use these fast food joints as daily sustenance. I am terrified as a member of a democratic society that because people are making poor individual choices that the Government will have to step in and start making my choices for me. This is continually happening. Look at the Soda Tax they wanted to inflict upon us here in NY. I refuse to pay a tax on something because some fat ass believes it's ok to wash down that McDonalds meal with a soda. I very rarely drink soda! Why should I be punished when I buy one 12oz soda that lasts me 2 days? If they really insist on these measures then here is my solution. Scales in stores and fast food joints. If you get on that scale and your obese then you get taxed extra if your kid gets on that scale and they are obese no toy, fries or soda for them AND the parent gets taxed for being an asshole. You have all heard me say this a million times so here is time million and one: PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY! YOU are personally responsible for the children YOU brought into this world, YOU are personally responsible for YOUR health. Don't blame the restaurants you weak minded fool! The CEO of McDonalds isn't taping your kid to a chair forcing cheeseburgers down their throat, YOU took them there, YOU ordered the food, YOU let them eat it and YOU taught them these deplorable eating habits! It's just as easy to go home and make a low fat wrap or sandwich. These days with all the food alternatives and support groups out there there is no reason for this to be an issue except pure 100% laziness. Good old fashioned exercise and good eating habits get the job done.
Sarah Palin. I could write novels based on this woman for the rest of my life. She is a satirists political wet dream. Earlier this week there was a blurb on Yahoo News about how the GOP's main agenda was to get rid of Sarah Palin, I wonder if now that Carl Paladino is free if they will hire him to "take her out"! I say let her hang around because she is always good for a laugh. On the TLC Network she has an 8 week tv special coming up called "Sarah Palin's Alaska" I wonder if she will show us Russia from her backyard? During the commercials for this show she is seen hiking mountains, dog sledding, skinning fish, NOT getting eaten by a bear while fishing and then it cuts to her in front of the camera and she says "This is where I want to be outdoors, free to adventure not in a stuffy old political office." THANK FUCKING GOD!!! Sarah finally came to her damn senses! She has become the worst example of Reality Star yet. Her kid Bristol is always in the news for something stupid or on Dancing With the Stars, her baby daddy Levi is now on every Hollywood invitation, now she, Sarah, is on a reality show about Alaska. Really?? Seriously?? Who are these people? Then today on CNN they did a poll on who you'd like to see run for President in the 2012 elections. Guess who was in the top 5? Yep you got it, Mrs. Palin! Who the hell did that poll, deaf mutes? I think we should just set Sarah up as host of her own show on CNN, it gives all the comedy people time to hear her say dumb things and our Government will be safe from her. C'mon Spitzer got his own show and all he did was diddle a hooker, he was actually a decent politician. Sarah is a hot mess, protect the United States Government and give her a damn show. Let's see if we can't get a second season out of that TLC special if anything to give that bear a second chance at eating the goofy broad.
Till next time faithful readers,
BEX!
Thursday, October 28, 2010
MEMEMEMEMEMEMEME (It's about me)
LOL, Sorry I'm getting a giggle out of my own title for this blog. Follow me on this one because it's going to all time funny! If you don't get giggles out of this one, you've got to be a humorless zombie!!
We joke sometimes because it seems that I have the ability to influence policies worldwide. Businesses, Major Corporations, Social Networks, The Military, Individuals, Families, you get the point that none our immune to my influence whether direct or indirect. I can be very charismatic when I choose to be. However, I can also be as aggravating as I am charismatic if the mood strikes me. Now we've already covered the fact that certain weaker personalities will try very hard to imitate me in previous blogs. And we've also discussed how some stronger personalities will attempt to break me because they view me as some sort of threat to themselves. There is also that group that endeavors to change me for their own comfort because they misunderstand me. Very few people actually realize that the key to understanding me at all is truly 100% that I am that frighteningly simple. Recently someone thought that was just impossible and kept trying to read more into it until one day he looked at me and laughed and said "wow you really are that simple." I pride myself on keeping things black & white and as simple as possible.
So here is another shining example of how my influence is far reaching. Someone I was with actually is asking new interests what kind of music they listen to in an attempt to avoid my genre of preferred tunes. How fucking funny is that?? On another level, all of this past weeks drama has been caused by someone that is jealous because they aren't a part of my life and desperately wanted to gain my attention back. These are just 2 of the most recent examples. There are many many many more.
This blog is specifically for those individuals that just can't seem to get enough of the awesomeness that is me! You know your reading this blog right now just hoping that I mention you. Praying that I'll confess some sort of emotion towards you. You know your stalking this page, I know your stalking this page, just suck it up and send me an email ya coward! I'm not as mean as some would like to think, I most likely will email you something nice back.
For you, here are some tidbits about me that you can have:
I REALLY am a simple person, stop trying to overthink me!
I have Pink hair and 22 tattoos because it's an outward expression of my inward personality, not because it's "Cool". If anything it's a bitch being this expressive.
I will not leave the house if my nails are not perfectly polished!
I am obsessive about Music!
I do believe in true love despite recent events, I will always be a hopeless romantic.
Just because I don't believe in monogamy doesn't mean that I don't practice it.
I want an English Bulldog more than anything else in the world!!
I will text rather than call if given a choice, I hate talking on the phone.
Chain smoke when I'm writing.
Once I fall in love with someone it doesn't go away. If I loved you in my life there's a good chance that I still love you. My love has never been fickle.
I honestly, deep down in my very soul, without a doubt in my mind, do not care what you think of me nor do I care if you like me. If we are friends than I love you with all of my heart and you own a piece of me. But for the general population of the world, I don't care.
This amount of self confidence, self assurance, and lack of insecurity is honest and true. I really do believe in myself this much. Very few things will shake that and if they do it's just for a moment, then I discard it and move on.
Isn't much that ever affects or touches me.
Well faithful readers that's it for now. Don't forget the Party is Saturday!!
Bex!!
We joke sometimes because it seems that I have the ability to influence policies worldwide. Businesses, Major Corporations, Social Networks, The Military, Individuals, Families, you get the point that none our immune to my influence whether direct or indirect. I can be very charismatic when I choose to be. However, I can also be as aggravating as I am charismatic if the mood strikes me. Now we've already covered the fact that certain weaker personalities will try very hard to imitate me in previous blogs. And we've also discussed how some stronger personalities will attempt to break me because they view me as some sort of threat to themselves. There is also that group that endeavors to change me for their own comfort because they misunderstand me. Very few people actually realize that the key to understanding me at all is truly 100% that I am that frighteningly simple. Recently someone thought that was just impossible and kept trying to read more into it until one day he looked at me and laughed and said "wow you really are that simple." I pride myself on keeping things black & white and as simple as possible.
So here is another shining example of how my influence is far reaching. Someone I was with actually is asking new interests what kind of music they listen to in an attempt to avoid my genre of preferred tunes. How fucking funny is that?? On another level, all of this past weeks drama has been caused by someone that is jealous because they aren't a part of my life and desperately wanted to gain my attention back. These are just 2 of the most recent examples. There are many many many more.
This blog is specifically for those individuals that just can't seem to get enough of the awesomeness that is me! You know your reading this blog right now just hoping that I mention you. Praying that I'll confess some sort of emotion towards you. You know your stalking this page, I know your stalking this page, just suck it up and send me an email ya coward! I'm not as mean as some would like to think, I most likely will email you something nice back.
For you, here are some tidbits about me that you can have:
I REALLY am a simple person, stop trying to overthink me!
I have Pink hair and 22 tattoos because it's an outward expression of my inward personality, not because it's "Cool". If anything it's a bitch being this expressive.
I will not leave the house if my nails are not perfectly polished!
I am obsessive about Music!
I do believe in true love despite recent events, I will always be a hopeless romantic.
Just because I don't believe in monogamy doesn't mean that I don't practice it.
I want an English Bulldog more than anything else in the world!!
I will text rather than call if given a choice, I hate talking on the phone.
Chain smoke when I'm writing.
Once I fall in love with someone it doesn't go away. If I loved you in my life there's a good chance that I still love you. My love has never been fickle.
I honestly, deep down in my very soul, without a doubt in my mind, do not care what you think of me nor do I care if you like me. If we are friends than I love you with all of my heart and you own a piece of me. But for the general population of the world, I don't care.
This amount of self confidence, self assurance, and lack of insecurity is honest and true. I really do believe in myself this much. Very few things will shake that and if they do it's just for a moment, then I discard it and move on.
Isn't much that ever affects or touches me.
Well faithful readers that's it for now. Don't forget the Party is Saturday!!
Bex!!
Monday, October 25, 2010
At Night....
I visit at night.
I walk through your dreams.
I lay next to you in sleep and kiss away the nightmares, soothing the cares of a worried brow till there is nothing left to trouble.
Mending broken hearts so they may dance together again here if not in waking moments.
In dreams I will exist, in the between I will linger, in the awake I will rest until it is time for you to dream.
We will watch the twilight of each evening together and part when the sun is breaking.
I will hold your hand in many places and we will walk amongst the stars.
I will exist in your dreams where nothing can touch us and curse the sun for taking you away.
These places of imagination, of only feeling and non reality are my home within you.
If I could take away the lies and hurts others have caused, If I could heal your wounds, I don't know that I would just for the chance to walk with you in the light.
Here in dreams I can keep the hurts away forever, here there are no questions to burden the feelings, here in dreams the love is pure, untouchable by others jealousy.
Your smile in dreams is the only light, your eyes reflecting scenes is all I wish to see.
In dreams I will exist, in the between I will linger, in the awake I will rest until it is time for you to dream.
BEX
I walk through your dreams.
I lay next to you in sleep and kiss away the nightmares, soothing the cares of a worried brow till there is nothing left to trouble.
Mending broken hearts so they may dance together again here if not in waking moments.
In dreams I will exist, in the between I will linger, in the awake I will rest until it is time for you to dream.
We will watch the twilight of each evening together and part when the sun is breaking.
I will hold your hand in many places and we will walk amongst the stars.
I will exist in your dreams where nothing can touch us and curse the sun for taking you away.
These places of imagination, of only feeling and non reality are my home within you.
If I could take away the lies and hurts others have caused, If I could heal your wounds, I don't know that I would just for the chance to walk with you in the light.
Here in dreams I can keep the hurts away forever, here there are no questions to burden the feelings, here in dreams the love is pure, untouchable by others jealousy.
Your smile in dreams is the only light, your eyes reflecting scenes is all I wish to see.
In dreams I will exist, in the between I will linger, in the awake I will rest until it is time for you to dream.
BEX
I'm calming down a bit now but I have something to say
I've calmed myself down a bit but I'm still a bit hostile. This week has been filled with drama whores bent on starting some shit with me.
Do you know why people do this? I do. It all comes down to jealousy. That's what this whole mess has been about. Pure jealousy. Jealousy that I am me, Jealousy over my feelings, Jealousy that this person was no longer a part of my life.
I'm so sorry that you have no personality of your own that sucks chica. But don't lash out at me because I have an over abundance of personality and people like me. We aren't in school, this isn't the Valley, you shouldn't feel so insecure that you need to start something because you feel less popular than me. Here is my advice, Get some real friends (not the ones you've never even met on your internet site) Make yourself pretty and go have fun! Be comfortable in your own skin sweetheart, stop trying to be me and go find yourself.
I'm not sorry that you aren't a part of my life. I left you months ago because you were an utter twat! I haven't answered any of your 2am text messages since July for a reason! The one time I hang out with you in months and you turn around and lie about what happened just to insure that I'd never get back with Frank. Well it worked. Congratulations, you are now lower than snail cum in my book! It's all good. See, it didn't work the way that you thought it would. You purposefully set out to hurt me, but guess what? I'm not hurt. Pissed off, you bet! Hurt, no. Because I actually expected this. Dave and I had a whole conversation on how this was going to play out, we knew you were coming with this shit.
Here's what I came to say.
This isn't high school. And I'm sorry that I fed my energy into this bullshit even for one minute! You will not effect my life further because you trouble making ass monkey's do not exist in my Universe. I do not tolerate drama, lying, games and bullshit. Unfortunately I let you bring that crap right to me this week and I reacted instead of ignoring you. It will not happen again. This is "Bex World" and you are not welcome in it. I have been trashed by much better than you, Much better people have attempted to take me down and they have failed. I realize your jealousy of me drives you into a frenzy but I do not care. If you put this much energy into your own life that you just expended trying to ruin mine, you would have all of your dreams come true. I will move forward and this will be discarded along the way like the trash that it is. Try harder next time sunshine.
BEX!
Do you know why people do this? I do. It all comes down to jealousy. That's what this whole mess has been about. Pure jealousy. Jealousy that I am me, Jealousy over my feelings, Jealousy that this person was no longer a part of my life.
I'm so sorry that you have no personality of your own that sucks chica. But don't lash out at me because I have an over abundance of personality and people like me. We aren't in school, this isn't the Valley, you shouldn't feel so insecure that you need to start something because you feel less popular than me. Here is my advice, Get some real friends (not the ones you've never even met on your internet site) Make yourself pretty and go have fun! Be comfortable in your own skin sweetheart, stop trying to be me and go find yourself.
I'm not sorry that you aren't a part of my life. I left you months ago because you were an utter twat! I haven't answered any of your 2am text messages since July for a reason! The one time I hang out with you in months and you turn around and lie about what happened just to insure that I'd never get back with Frank. Well it worked. Congratulations, you are now lower than snail cum in my book! It's all good. See, it didn't work the way that you thought it would. You purposefully set out to hurt me, but guess what? I'm not hurt. Pissed off, you bet! Hurt, no. Because I actually expected this. Dave and I had a whole conversation on how this was going to play out, we knew you were coming with this shit.
Here's what I came to say.
This isn't high school. And I'm sorry that I fed my energy into this bullshit even for one minute! You will not effect my life further because you trouble making ass monkey's do not exist in my Universe. I do not tolerate drama, lying, games and bullshit. Unfortunately I let you bring that crap right to me this week and I reacted instead of ignoring you. It will not happen again. This is "Bex World" and you are not welcome in it. I have been trashed by much better than you, Much better people have attempted to take me down and they have failed. I realize your jealousy of me drives you into a frenzy but I do not care. If you put this much energy into your own life that you just expended trying to ruin mine, you would have all of your dreams come true. I will move forward and this will be discarded along the way like the trash that it is. Try harder next time sunshine.
BEX!
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Drama seeking douche bags and a thing called honor!
People need to stop starting shit on Facebook. How fucking simple minded, immature, dishonorable, skanky and two faced is it to start shit on a fucking social network??????
I live my life by a code of honor. If you have something to say to someone have the nutsack to face that person! Face them and have the common courtesy to give them a chance to speak their mind and if an ass beating ensues than so be it! Fucking COWARDS start shit on the internet. Hide behind the fucking internet so that you don't have to face someone, wtf is that???
I am so sick of people that are so unhappy in their lives that they have to push that shit off on your life because your happy. You want to run your mouth you silly, immature bitches? Fucking face me so that I can make you swallow your fucking teeth.
I am not a negative person but now you have fucked with me.
BE PREPARED I WILL RUIN YOUR FUCKING LIFE NOW COCKSUCKERS!
I live my life by a code of honor. If you have something to say to someone have the nutsack to face that person! Face them and have the common courtesy to give them a chance to speak their mind and if an ass beating ensues than so be it! Fucking COWARDS start shit on the internet. Hide behind the fucking internet so that you don't have to face someone, wtf is that???
I am so sick of people that are so unhappy in their lives that they have to push that shit off on your life because your happy. You want to run your mouth you silly, immature bitches? Fucking face me so that I can make you swallow your fucking teeth.
I am not a negative person but now you have fucked with me.
BE PREPARED I WILL RUIN YOUR FUCKING LIFE NOW COCKSUCKERS!
Tremble for my beloved
In your eyes I see the mists of Avalon, the castles of Camelot, Moonlit meadows dripping stardust in the humid air. In your eyes there are dreamscapes of Sun and stars existing in far off lands of make believe. I have seen your visions in your minds eye and wanted to dance on the lakes of your imagination in your arms, I've wanted to sit with you on clouds in purple skies, I've existed in this place simply by looking into your eyes.
Touches as smooth as silk and satin. The feel of just your finger tips tracing my skin brings unknown ecstasy in unknown sensations. Tasting the tingles from your lips and the sweet smell of your skin lingering in my head, drunk on your essence, on your very light and being.
Your words ringing in my ears. The sound of your voice sending chills everywhere as you whisper my name.
Oh but to lose myself in this moment and lose all time, to exist in your presence and drink of your soul forever would be too much to request. To just live in this moment, exist in this moment will sustain my heart.
Touches as smooth as silk and satin. The feel of just your finger tips tracing my skin brings unknown ecstasy in unknown sensations. Tasting the tingles from your lips and the sweet smell of your skin lingering in my head, drunk on your essence, on your very light and being.
Your words ringing in my ears. The sound of your voice sending chills everywhere as you whisper my name.
Oh but to lose myself in this moment and lose all time, to exist in your presence and drink of your soul forever would be too much to request. To just live in this moment, exist in this moment will sustain my heart.
Is this my heart all a flutter....
Is this my heart all a flutter,
Or is it the jalapeno's and Peanut Butter?
When in bed so close together in each other's arms we lay,
You talk of your feelings and I'm trying to find a quick get away.
My pulse races when your near by,
Because damn it I accidentally looked you in the eye!
And now there's no chance for escape,
My brain cells you will rape,
With your obliviously ignorant observations,
During which I will think of gnawing through my wrists to exit this conversation.
Is this my heart beating to fast, for you, in my chest
Or is it the thought that you will come to your senses and give it a fucking rest?
The thought of a love that endures forever makes my emotions soar,
Until I hear your shrill voice as you come through the door.
Was sitting in my truck warming it up to take Joe to work and was thinking about a couple of my friends and their ongoing plight in relationships. This is what popped into my head so I scribbled it on a napkin (why is it always a napkin that's nearby me when the Muse hits?) And here it is for your amusement. Oh, the first 2 lines are totally me, jalapeno's & peanut butter rock!! Try it!!
Forever your unspoken thoughts,
BEX!
Or is it the jalapeno's and Peanut Butter?
When in bed so close together in each other's arms we lay,
You talk of your feelings and I'm trying to find a quick get away.
My pulse races when your near by,
Because damn it I accidentally looked you in the eye!
And now there's no chance for escape,
My brain cells you will rape,
With your obliviously ignorant observations,
During which I will think of gnawing through my wrists to exit this conversation.
Is this my heart beating to fast, for you, in my chest
Or is it the thought that you will come to your senses and give it a fucking rest?
The thought of a love that endures forever makes my emotions soar,
Until I hear your shrill voice as you come through the door.
Was sitting in my truck warming it up to take Joe to work and was thinking about a couple of my friends and their ongoing plight in relationships. This is what popped into my head so I scribbled it on a napkin (why is it always a napkin that's nearby me when the Muse hits?) And here it is for your amusement. Oh, the first 2 lines are totally me, jalapeno's & peanut butter rock!! Try it!!
Forever your unspoken thoughts,
BEX!
Too funny for words
Some stuff that's just made me laugh very recently, Status shuffle, Perry Mason, My son's, crazy new stalker neighbors and of course being ME!
These may come out of order so be aware of that. I'll start small. Perry freakin' Mason! For some reason one of the premium movie channels I have on Fio's shows old Perry Mason movies starting at like 5am. Lately the insomnia has been killing me, so I've been up till about 6. Old Perry runs around with the help of his assistant solving all these wild little crime mysteries and then the criminals are like "aww shucks Perry Mason busted me, damn he's good!". I want to know how come the criminal element isn't going "Hey this Perry guy keeps catching us, $10,000 to the first person to shank this fat motherfucker!!" Seriously, how did this guy not get killed? I realize it's television and all fictional and stuff but come on a little reality would be nice, at least let him get taken hostage and have to like gnaw through the ropes to get away or have him get sliced and end up with a bad ass scar across his big melon! Those movies suck and I can't figure out why, with all the movies out there they are showing Perry fucking Mason!!
Being me is always a laugh, even when it's not. Yesterday was one of those awesome days when my Muse was working in short, witty bursts. Here are a few of my gems from yesterday, please feel free to steal a few but at least treat them like quotes and give me proper credit because it takes a lot of work to be this funny! " Ever look at one of your ex's and think WOW was I drunk through that whole relationship? If that's love I'd rather drink battery acid! Ever listen to something your kid says and wonder if he was switched at birth? How did you manage to escape Darwins Theory? Your intelligence called, it wants you to know that your not worth the effort it's leaving you. Sorry buddy! Some people aren't even worth the energy of using the brain cells damaged by alcohol! I feel my brain cells jumping to their death every time you breathe, damn oxygen thief!".
I make me laugh sometimes but this segues into my next topic very nicely.
Status Shuffle or How I can steal someone else's humor. Now don't get me wrong, I will use a quote from someone because it's funny or poignant. I will repost a status for the same reasons. And sometimes the shit you find on Status Shuffle is hilarious!!! I'm not arguing that. What cracks me up to no end are the people that ALWAYS use Status Shuffle! Every time they are online their status is from this page. Can you not come up with an original, creative thought all on your own? Is it physically impossible for you to exercise your very own humor and wit? The point of the Status is to let the world know what your doing, thinking, saying. The world wants to keep updated on you and your thoughts not the stolen thoughts of others. Hey, if you need help I'm here for you buddy! I can come up with some Cracker Jack stuff, lmao! Is that the best you got?? I don't think so, work harder!
Back to being me. My Son's Brian and Ian are endless sources of amusement on so many different levels. They are exact polar opposites. B is exactly like me and Ian is not. Ian is his own little personality and I'm not exactly sure where it came from lol. I do know for a fact that eventually Ian is going to despise me and B with all his little heart. We wouldn't be so hard on him if he didn't make it so easy! For one reason or another B had to explain the difference between our dysfunctional dynamic and what he called a "Real Family", Ian sat and listened to this, he looks at me, looks at B, looks back at me and says "I want a real family". B and I burst out laughing and Ian smiles, shakes his head and says "Nah, that's just boring!" Feels pretty fine knowing my offspring have an appreciation for my unorthodox life. Ian frequently says some off the wall shit that just makes me look at him and really wonder if he's mine though. I'm prepping a steak for dinner. Ian: Is that chicken? Me: No Ian: It looks like chicken. Me: It's not. I look at the steak and then stare at Ian. Ian: It could be chicken. Me: Except that it's Beef! Ian: The Beef could be chicken if it really wanted to be. And Ian walks away! WTF? I stare at the Beef and find myself wondering if it could be chicken if it really wanted to be?
Brian is a whole different story. I honestly do feel bad for him sometimes because he is so much like me. B, as he is called doesn't look at the world through a kids eyes and he never has. He has a quick intelligence and wit that sets him apart. He also has my impatience for stupidity and lack of common sense. It drives him nuts! And I laugh my ass off when someone says something to him that makes no sense and I see the conflict behind his eyes, "Punch him in the mouth to prevent the stupid shit from falling out or walk away and pretend I didn't hear it?" Frequently he will laugh in these situations and people take that as oh he thought I was funny but it's really him thinking your a fucking moron! It's hard for me at 35, to control my thoughts and energy sometimes so I know his struggle is twice as hard, I remember how tough it was on me at that age. But last night he was telling me his thoughts on some of the stuff that goes on around him living at his dads house. I was crying I was laughing so hard!! The look on his face when he was talking about some of the shit his 2 year old brother does. B has no tolerance for little kids, he never has. He does ok for a very short period of time but then he's just wondering why this little person doesn't just grow up? He was telling me a story about how this kid ducks behind this desk and covers his eyes to become invisible and B is like "Mom I'm too big I can't get him back there and then he will just bolt out yelling and laughing and I'm sitting there going WTF is wrong with this kid!?!" I was cracking up because B is dumbfounded by this kid! He obviously doesn't remember Ian being that little.
Crazy ass stalker neighbors. This new dude moved into our apartment complex. Joe (my neighbor) meets this dude and tells me I gotta meet him he's a wicked cool dude. I meet this guy Don and immediately dislike him. In fact we went to school with this guy! I didn't like him then and I don't like him now. I told Joe to keep him away from me. Well Don has taken it upon himself to be Joe's new best friend and is text stalking him! Don keeps sending messages like "Can I make you breakfast, Can I come over, Are you mad at me, I can see into your apartment at night" Creepy shit like that!!! Poor Joe is freaking out and constantly trying to use me as an excuse to escape this guys clutches. Having had this happen to me in the past, I'm enjoying the hell out of watching this!!
Too funny for words friends.
I'm going to laugh when Death finally comes for me and He looks like Grim from The Grim adventures of Billy and Mandy!
Till next time,
THE AWESOME ADVENTURES OF BEX!!!
These may come out of order so be aware of that. I'll start small. Perry freakin' Mason! For some reason one of the premium movie channels I have on Fio's shows old Perry Mason movies starting at like 5am. Lately the insomnia has been killing me, so I've been up till about 6. Old Perry runs around with the help of his assistant solving all these wild little crime mysteries and then the criminals are like "aww shucks Perry Mason busted me, damn he's good!". I want to know how come the criminal element isn't going "Hey this Perry guy keeps catching us, $10,000 to the first person to shank this fat motherfucker!!" Seriously, how did this guy not get killed? I realize it's television and all fictional and stuff but come on a little reality would be nice, at least let him get taken hostage and have to like gnaw through the ropes to get away or have him get sliced and end up with a bad ass scar across his big melon! Those movies suck and I can't figure out why, with all the movies out there they are showing Perry fucking Mason!!
Being me is always a laugh, even when it's not. Yesterday was one of those awesome days when my Muse was working in short, witty bursts. Here are a few of my gems from yesterday, please feel free to steal a few but at least treat them like quotes and give me proper credit because it takes a lot of work to be this funny! " Ever look at one of your ex's and think WOW was I drunk through that whole relationship? If that's love I'd rather drink battery acid! Ever listen to something your kid says and wonder if he was switched at birth? How did you manage to escape Darwins Theory? Your intelligence called, it wants you to know that your not worth the effort it's leaving you. Sorry buddy! Some people aren't even worth the energy of using the brain cells damaged by alcohol! I feel my brain cells jumping to their death every time you breathe, damn oxygen thief!".
I make me laugh sometimes but this segues into my next topic very nicely.
Status Shuffle or How I can steal someone else's humor. Now don't get me wrong, I will use a quote from someone because it's funny or poignant. I will repost a status for the same reasons. And sometimes the shit you find on Status Shuffle is hilarious!!! I'm not arguing that. What cracks me up to no end are the people that ALWAYS use Status Shuffle! Every time they are online their status is from this page. Can you not come up with an original, creative thought all on your own? Is it physically impossible for you to exercise your very own humor and wit? The point of the Status is to let the world know what your doing, thinking, saying. The world wants to keep updated on you and your thoughts not the stolen thoughts of others. Hey, if you need help I'm here for you buddy! I can come up with some Cracker Jack stuff, lmao! Is that the best you got?? I don't think so, work harder!
Back to being me. My Son's Brian and Ian are endless sources of amusement on so many different levels. They are exact polar opposites. B is exactly like me and Ian is not. Ian is his own little personality and I'm not exactly sure where it came from lol. I do know for a fact that eventually Ian is going to despise me and B with all his little heart. We wouldn't be so hard on him if he didn't make it so easy! For one reason or another B had to explain the difference between our dysfunctional dynamic and what he called a "Real Family", Ian sat and listened to this, he looks at me, looks at B, looks back at me and says "I want a real family". B and I burst out laughing and Ian smiles, shakes his head and says "Nah, that's just boring!" Feels pretty fine knowing my offspring have an appreciation for my unorthodox life. Ian frequently says some off the wall shit that just makes me look at him and really wonder if he's mine though. I'm prepping a steak for dinner. Ian: Is that chicken? Me: No Ian: It looks like chicken. Me: It's not. I look at the steak and then stare at Ian. Ian: It could be chicken. Me: Except that it's Beef! Ian: The Beef could be chicken if it really wanted to be. And Ian walks away! WTF? I stare at the Beef and find myself wondering if it could be chicken if it really wanted to be?
Brian is a whole different story. I honestly do feel bad for him sometimes because he is so much like me. B, as he is called doesn't look at the world through a kids eyes and he never has. He has a quick intelligence and wit that sets him apart. He also has my impatience for stupidity and lack of common sense. It drives him nuts! And I laugh my ass off when someone says something to him that makes no sense and I see the conflict behind his eyes, "Punch him in the mouth to prevent the stupid shit from falling out or walk away and pretend I didn't hear it?" Frequently he will laugh in these situations and people take that as oh he thought I was funny but it's really him thinking your a fucking moron! It's hard for me at 35, to control my thoughts and energy sometimes so I know his struggle is twice as hard, I remember how tough it was on me at that age. But last night he was telling me his thoughts on some of the stuff that goes on around him living at his dads house. I was crying I was laughing so hard!! The look on his face when he was talking about some of the shit his 2 year old brother does. B has no tolerance for little kids, he never has. He does ok for a very short period of time but then he's just wondering why this little person doesn't just grow up? He was telling me a story about how this kid ducks behind this desk and covers his eyes to become invisible and B is like "Mom I'm too big I can't get him back there and then he will just bolt out yelling and laughing and I'm sitting there going WTF is wrong with this kid!?!" I was cracking up because B is dumbfounded by this kid! He obviously doesn't remember Ian being that little.
Crazy ass stalker neighbors. This new dude moved into our apartment complex. Joe (my neighbor) meets this dude and tells me I gotta meet him he's a wicked cool dude. I meet this guy Don and immediately dislike him. In fact we went to school with this guy! I didn't like him then and I don't like him now. I told Joe to keep him away from me. Well Don has taken it upon himself to be Joe's new best friend and is text stalking him! Don keeps sending messages like "Can I make you breakfast, Can I come over, Are you mad at me, I can see into your apartment at night" Creepy shit like that!!! Poor Joe is freaking out and constantly trying to use me as an excuse to escape this guys clutches. Having had this happen to me in the past, I'm enjoying the hell out of watching this!!
Too funny for words friends.
I'm going to laugh when Death finally comes for me and He looks like Grim from The Grim adventures of Billy and Mandy!
Till next time,
THE AWESOME ADVENTURES OF BEX!!!
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Quote from Twitter
RT@BlackRavenWings: 'Great minds discuss ideas,average minds discuss events,SMALL minds discuss people.'
That simple sentence carries a lot of weight doesn't it? Which are you, I wonder?
That simple sentence carries a lot of weight doesn't it? Which are you, I wonder?
Lessons, Smiles, and my party :)
This has been an interesting week to say the least. There are a few things that have specifically caught my attention that have given me the giggles. And there have been incidents that have helped put everything back in to perspective for me. I think I lost sight of my Universe for a minute but I got it back now. Friend Rich said he had read part of my blog and asked me why I was so negative. That kinda stopped me in my tracks and made me think. And right after he asked me that, this silly little girl started drama with me and has been pursuing that course rather avidly. Well faithful readers, I am a quick tempered person and I tend to go after people like this with a fury that makes Hell blush. I also sat and watched some silly broad do one of my Brothers dirty as could be. Here's my lesson learned: Karma is a bitch. It'll come back to both without my help. Okay I'm not that nice, I will be there when it all comes down sipping my drink laughing and pointing!
I feel very hopeful, once again very comfortable in being me. The past is behind me, the present is as much fun as I want it to be and the future is undetermined. Why don't you all come with me on this journey, it'll be an adventure!! We will try to catch fairies under mushrooms in the moonlight, search for a Unicorn, blow bubbles and dance under the stars together! I will cover you in a cloak of clouds and we will hunt our dreams together. The beauty of forever is but a step away and the willingness to accept that the unbelievable is sometimes easier than breathing. I'm glad that I've found me again, I kinda missed me.
I made the promise to myself this week that i would not let others drag me down again. I'm not by nature a negative person. A little cynical sometimes, but not inherently negative by any means. Yes I am an attention junkie, HELLO, PINK HAIR!?! But never at another's expense and never one of my brother's. Some people speak without paying attention to what is falling out of their mouths. Ironically the one condemning me is also trying very hard to BE me, even down to picking up my Ex. Well I say, You go Girl!! Damn right you want to be just like me when you grow up, I'm Punk Rock Spectacular!!! You have my endorsement baby girl! I will tell you, the catty negative shit has to go though because I've never been like that and it clashes with my inherently free spirited attitude. So my advice is to stalk me a bit harder and put some honest effort in to this little mission of yours, go forth with my blessing young grasshopper!!!
My Halloween Party is coming up fiendish readers. Please if your only able to stop by for a bit that is absolutely cool. But make the honest effort to stop by as I will enjoy seeing you as will many other guests. There will be new friends, old friends, probably people we don't even know. LMAO, guaranteed good times, smiles, laughs, memories to be made or I will throw you off my balcony! Just kidding....Or am I???? Check out the event on Facebook and RSVP, it's an open invitation to all that wish to attend and bask in the warmth and light that is the center of the Universe or Bex as I like to be called.
Okay time for a beer faithful readers, But before I leave one more thing. Please remember that life is too short and you don't know what is around the bend so laugh as hard as you can, be as silly as possible. Fall in love and don't fall out. If this were your last day would that person know how you feel, would you be remembered in a good light, would you be remembered at all? Make your mark on this world.
Love,
Bex!!!
I feel very hopeful, once again very comfortable in being me. The past is behind me, the present is as much fun as I want it to be and the future is undetermined. Why don't you all come with me on this journey, it'll be an adventure!! We will try to catch fairies under mushrooms in the moonlight, search for a Unicorn, blow bubbles and dance under the stars together! I will cover you in a cloak of clouds and we will hunt our dreams together. The beauty of forever is but a step away and the willingness to accept that the unbelievable is sometimes easier than breathing. I'm glad that I've found me again, I kinda missed me.
I made the promise to myself this week that i would not let others drag me down again. I'm not by nature a negative person. A little cynical sometimes, but not inherently negative by any means. Yes I am an attention junkie, HELLO, PINK HAIR!?! But never at another's expense and never one of my brother's. Some people speak without paying attention to what is falling out of their mouths. Ironically the one condemning me is also trying very hard to BE me, even down to picking up my Ex. Well I say, You go Girl!! Damn right you want to be just like me when you grow up, I'm Punk Rock Spectacular!!! You have my endorsement baby girl! I will tell you, the catty negative shit has to go though because I've never been like that and it clashes with my inherently free spirited attitude. So my advice is to stalk me a bit harder and put some honest effort in to this little mission of yours, go forth with my blessing young grasshopper!!!
My Halloween Party is coming up fiendish readers. Please if your only able to stop by for a bit that is absolutely cool. But make the honest effort to stop by as I will enjoy seeing you as will many other guests. There will be new friends, old friends, probably people we don't even know. LMAO, guaranteed good times, smiles, laughs, memories to be made or I will throw you off my balcony! Just kidding....Or am I???? Check out the event on Facebook and RSVP, it's an open invitation to all that wish to attend and bask in the warmth and light that is the center of the Universe or Bex as I like to be called.
Okay time for a beer faithful readers, But before I leave one more thing. Please remember that life is too short and you don't know what is around the bend so laugh as hard as you can, be as silly as possible. Fall in love and don't fall out. If this were your last day would that person know how you feel, would you be remembered in a good light, would you be remembered at all? Make your mark on this world.
Love,
Bex!!!
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