A Whole Lot to Write About

Well it appears that my blog has grown a few followers!  To those of you waiting for me to pontificate about something, thank you.

If you've read some previous blog entries, you understand that sometimes we all get knocked on our keysters during this game of life.  It has been an interesting game to be sure.  Nonetheless, I'll be here tippy-typing when I'm able on things that annoy, amuse, irritate, touch or provoke me in some way or another.

I'm just happy there are so many subjects to fit the bill described above.  I'll be in touch...no really.  In the meantime, have a little fun watching Sophia Grace and Rosie.  Go on...
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Signature Tag Lines

I was reading an email from a good friend of mine that I've never met last night and she stated that she was going to use my signature tag line quote on her next post on her blog.  I know I've always like that quote and I find it to be very true.  But, I never thought others would take the time to read it and think about it. 

To me, it's one of those mottos that if I was one to get tattoos (and, I have thought about it more than once), that would be the one I would use.  I suppose it wouldn't be your average tattoo verbiage...nothing like "Write or Die!" or something along those lines.  It's just a simple statement. 

When I first started writing, there were times when I was hesitant or shy about writing what I really felt.  For those of you that are movie goers, the scene in "Biloxi Blues" where Matthew Broderick's journal is snatched by a fellow soldier/misfit describes my sentiment perfectly.  In it, he writes of his experiences during boot camp, interesting characters he's met along the way and some rather brutally harsh, yet honest comments regarding a few of his fellow soldiers.  As the misfit reads these passages, his face reflected anger, humiliation, embarrassment and a plethora of other emotions of being so...well, exposed.  When he confronts Broaderick about his comments, Broaderick shouts that he will rip out the pages and throw them away in frustration.

The misfit soldier reaches beyond his humiliation and advises Broaderick that if he is to be a writer, he can't be afraid to write his true feelings.  At the same time, his words should have more substance than to simply be a commentary of unexplored observations.  In other words, if you're going to write it, dig deeper.  You may put yourself in a vulnerable position by doing so, but that is what art is all about .

"It takes talent to be a good writer, it takes courage to be a great one."


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So Much BS, So Little Time-

Sorry for the lateness of my official "First Post of 2010."  It's not that I didn't WANT to blog, I've been up to my backend in work, suddenly.  That's a good thing.  I'm barely keeping up, but need to.  So, I'm happy about that.  :D

Now, a few things have transpired since my last blog and I have been mocking my own television with frustration as I finish work for clients.  Here are some of them:

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THE END OF REGULAR NFL SEASON - TENNESSEE TITANS

They have one more game to play and "can't think of a reason to really play hard since they were eliminated from the playoffs..."

My Suggestion:  How about playing for those 6-7 zeros that are in FRONT of the decimal point that you are paid each year?  Don't even get me started. 

Other Thoughts:  Jeff Fisher's hair is too dark.  Quit dying it Black shoe polish.  Try a medium brown, you know, like the kind you have always had except for the last 6 games.

Please retire Kerry Collins.  He looks tired and he's not getting the hint that he is a BACKUP quarterback at best, not a starter. 

Can someone interpret for Chris Johnson when he is interviewed?  He is a spectacular athlete, I just can't understand what he is saying.  It looks like it might be pretty good since he shakes his dread locks at the end of each statement and laughs. 

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Lane Kiffin Quits UT and goes to USC - Knoxville Riots

First of all, why would anyone riot?  The guy is an idiot and not too tightly wrapped.  So what?  He went to USC where there is better weather and better money for sure.  And, I'm willing to bet there aren't any criminals on the team either. When the crowd (after rioting and burning hate messages into the grass etc. for Lane) settled down. 

The local news interviewed a few people about his sudden departure.
One twenty-something male said, "He's an A**hole!  If you ain't a UT Volunteer, You ain't NUTHIN!"

My Thoughts: "Dear boy, believe it or not, there is a great big ole world outside of those goalposts in Knoxville, TN.  I promise.  You should venture out sometime.  Really."  NOW:  He's an A**hole for leaving Tennessee?  Give me a break!  I love where I live and love Tennessee.  But, if I am a younger person and have the opportunity to get a job where I know I will like it and get the perks of : Great weather, GREAT money and a GREAT school.  You're telling me you would turn that down?  I'm sorry, but you're an idiot.  Get over youself.  

Meanwhile, in Nashville, TN, they are voting on an Education bill where children are flunking basic courses.  Breaking news is flooding my email about Lane Kiffin.  PEOPLE:  WHICH IS MORE IMPORTANT, LANE KIFFIN OR EDUCATION IN THE STATE OF TENNESSEE?  Wait, don't answer that.  Sheesh.
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Here's to: THE BACHELOR, HIGH SCHOOL REUNION, AMERICAN IDOL and all the other reality shows. 

My Thoughts:  I DON'T CARE.  ENOUGH ALREADY.

Happy 2010 Everyone.

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In Observance of Avoiding the Eternal Dirt Nap

As I mentioned in my last post, diabetes nearly got the best of me.  Thank God, I'm still upright and breathing on a regular basis.  That's always a good sign.  The insulin is a pain in the ass, but it is doing the job, so woo-hoo for insulin.  As I thought about the possibility of dying, I wondered what heaven or hell might be like if I were to take the permanent dirt nap.  So without further adieu, Top 10 signs that I've reached Heaven or Hell, in no particular order.

Top 10 Signs I've Reached Heaven

1.  I would see family and friends that have passed before me and get to spend unlimited time with them.  Ask them questions about how Heaven works and what happened to them.

2.  The setup would be similar to "Defending Your Life," with Albert Brooks and Meryl Streep.  Everyone would stay in fabulous hotels and be able to eat whatever and whenever they wanted without worrying about gaining weight or eating too many carbs or sugar.

3.  A box of ding dongs would be placed on my pillow each night.  

4.  There would be a pub where old friends and family would gather to have a few and watch the TN Titans play football or to play along with Wheel of Fortune.

5.  I would look up Norman MacLean and Ernest Hemingway and ask them about writing.

6.  While defending my life, there would be authority in the court (like Defending your life) that could show me key moments during my life that affected my destiny and why.  I guess I want to know stuff like that.

7.  I would be able to astral travel to friends and family still living and observe them and hopefully, catch their attention. 

8.  One of the first people I would visit would be Alan Solomon.  Then I would walk upon Loi Kroh Road, albeit in a virtual state.

9.  I would be allowed to ask questions and write down the answers from Jesus.

10.  I would love to visit Michael, the Arch Angel and ask questions about Armeggedon.

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Top 10 Reasons I know I'm in Hell

1.  When I'm dying, I am in the same hospital that I just got out of.

2.  The first people I see are the people that have hurt me most in my life.

3.  Once I pass from this life and enter the eternal; I am made to watch Paula Abdul judge on American Idol.

4.  Then I am forced to watch her videos of her "singing" and dancing.

5.  Ty Pennington is yelling at me with his megaphone.

6.  Everyone at the Pub I mentioned before are hateful and mean. 

7.  Instead of watching TN Titan Football and Wheel of Fortune, I am forced to watch Extreme Home Makeover and cry at all the obvious spots.

8.  Laughter isn't allowed here and no one appreciates sarcastic humor.  

9.  "How come?"  isn't allowed here.

10.  A bowl of beets and cottage cheese is left on my pillow each night.  And, every calorie counts.

Did I mention that Paula Abdul would be there???

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