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Post by Admin on Sept 7, 2020 21:54:51 GMT
I just saw a video of 'Bon Jovi', the 90's rock star on BBC news, the guys hair was grey.
I'm use to seeing the 'I'm a Cowboy, on a steal horse I ride', Bon Jovi, boy seeing him with grey hair really reminded me of how time is passing so quickly for us all.
On a side note, they were organizing charity food bank stuff at the Hamptons in, so very nice of them.
Yes the Hampton's Inn is richest zip code in U.S., but not for the workers who serve the rich, I guess.
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Post by Admin on Sept 15, 2020 7:39:32 GMT
Former Boy Scout
I was a boy scout, long ago, and while in youth, but can honestly say no scout master ever ever abused me romanceually or any other type of way.
My scout leaders were role models, men who took time off of regular schedules, lives, and families, to help others in their communities.
I have nothing bad to say about any scout leader I had.
It saddens me to see all these slimy attornies trying to capitolize on other peoples tragedies or even isolated incidents just so they can make a quick buck.
Attorney's are sick as 'F' to me.
They see money, they rush in, take the bulk of money and give so called 'victims' left over change...as if that left over change can 'heal'.
Well I'm here to say that some of my best most fondest memories as a youth was when I was in the Boy Scouts, memories I still cherish to this day.
And all the scout leaders I had were marvelous, and treated me well.
I only wish more men like them existed today.
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Post by Admin on Sept 19, 2020 21:04:45 GMT
What my own mind is telling me, not 'god'
What my own mind is telling me is that in order to completely heal (no one ever completely heals from anything, but forgetting about stuff helps that process), is to even go back and get rid of old address books.
Yes I still have old address books from the past when people used them.
Cause what happens is if, or when, I get 'drunk', and silly or feeling bold, I'll go back and start calling old numbers in address books, numbers haven't called in years...and every now and then will connect with someone from way long ago, and that's where issues begin, emotional ones.
Cause if only dialed them cause 'drunk', than that means should never have.
With me, anyways, I notice most of my emotional trouble spots occur when I reach back to those who never cared for me, or if did, no longer.
It's like reaching back to some one who didn't like you then, and still doesn't like you, or have any use for you, and thinking it'll be better 'this time'....no it won't.
And I have to find that out the hard way every time.
And I'm not saying just cause another doesn't want you in their life anymore or see any use for you in their life anymore means their 'bad'.
It just means that 'block' of relationship has moved on, like that sci-fi movie 'Cube'.
But ye, my emotional woes always evolve around me wondering why this or that person doesn't call, or didn't call, ect, then you start to doubt yourself, and or do something to get their attention that makes it even worse.
'LET IT GO', is what the sensible part of my mind keeps telling me.
If I were religious I'd say 'God is telling me to let it go', but I can't say it's god, but can say it's the sensible part of my mind, the part of my mind that wants me to be happy moving forward.
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Post by Admin on Oct 10, 2020 14:46:03 GMT
I think the whole briefcase thing changes with age for some  Depending on ones value system throughout life, the whole 'what if you found a briefcase full of money' question changes..would you return or keep? I know with me it has, when younger, would always state I'd return such a find, and a pat on the head would be suffice enough reward for me, cause sure 'god' would bless me down the road. Now that older, and if found a briefcase full of a million dollars, now that older, I'd probably keep it. Why?....why not? Unless I specifically knew it belonged to someone else, I'd keep it. Cause all the hypothetical briefcases I've returned in the past, in the form of lost wallets, money, keys, this or that, I'm still struggling, so this idea that being good, will yield me some fiscal blessing from god, has long since left me...if good, you still gotta get up and toil and struggle, just like if bad. I haven't won the lottery or anything, and at this rate, no matter how hard I work or save, will be living under a bridge in retirement it seems, so why not keep a million dollars if found. Most legit money is insured anyways, and if it wasn't legit money, why return it? Give it to the Government, why?, so they can waste it on bonuses to themselves? Nah, at this stage of my existance, if I found a briefcase full of cash, it's pretty much going to be mine, just so I can live a bit better than I am now.
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2020 3:52:27 GMT
I really like this song, here's why
This song really does sooth me, it's old school 'pop country' I guess, but it's such a awesome song, so soothing to listen to and takes me back to a time in childhood when life and the roles people played in life just seemed more sturdy, even if different, those around me still seemed sturdy which gave me something to kind of bounce off of or measure self by.
I know it's all about 'image', and I'm sure back then people were just as wild, but the thing about back then is they hid it better, society hid it better.
Society didn't air it's dirty laundry all out for the world to see, adults acted correct, straight and proper when small feet's were around, which left big impressions (I know it did on me even after all of these years).
When adults spoke, you went to your room, period, no debating it.
Everyone within family had assigned roles, there was order, structure, always, and 'Dad' was firm, sometimes maybe to much in some families, but there was always order, and you just dealt with it.
Now there's 'mush', and everyone seems to be 'saucy'.
This was probably the last era where I looked up to 'men' who were older than myself, they just seemed 'sturdy' to me, regardless of their personal life struggles, when in public they presented a 'sturdy' side...and I appreciate that a lot, I really do, and this is a shout out to those kind of 'old school men', most of who are gone, dead by now, or relics of former selves or in old folks homes on the way out.
It's an era, style, that I don't think will ever come back, ever, for the nation was younger then, a bit more innocent, and was trying to breathe again after the turbulent 60's.
It was like a short rebirth where everyone was learning how to get along again, right before the technology bubble hit, which has practically destroyed everything I'm speaking of.
Everything is circular though, goes in cycles, and we're obviously at the advanced end destruction, where it all falls apart, and others start over, rise from the ashes and start over.
Oh how I miss, and so took for granted, being raised in small rural farm town communities, I so wish I had not taking any of that for granted, as the world now, where I live now, nothing like where I was raised.
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Post by Admin on Oct 30, 2020 4:48:03 GMT
I wonder if 'others' can watch us through our television set.
My TV was just on, but normal 'red light' on indicator wasn't...and remote stopped working suddenly.
In todays world where there's no ethics or values in any level of society or Government or Companies, you just never know.
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Post by Admin on Oct 31, 2020 17:08:35 GMT
 Been a odd year, but finally made it to be around for another Halloween, a childhood favorite holiday of mine, well not really a Holiday, just 'time of year', when being odd is OK. The day comes and goes so quick, I wish Halloween were like a 3 day festival. Hopefully, in a year, I'll be able to look back at this post and reflect a bit. |
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Post by Admin on Nov 1, 2020 1:13:22 GMT
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Post by Admin on Nov 5, 2020 0:19:50 GMT
Halloweens over, feels like end of year to me, Halloween is like my New Years Eve, after Halloween things just get lonely for me, cause T-Day and Xmas is about family and friends, so if don't have family or friends, it's a lonely time of the year.
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Post by Admin on Nov 26, 2020 17:08:49 GMT
I'd be thankful if could aquire a small farm like this  I'd feel thankful if could aquire a small farm like this while still healthy enough to enjoy it. This would be heaven to me, if could afford or out and right buy. But most younger people who are healthy these days don't think about stuff like this, the beauty of aquiring land. the combined income of 3-5 people could make this happen, but again people don't think like that anymore, instead people just want to waste money on apartments and cars and 'glam' stuff, only rural folks think like this anymore and sadly most of the rural types are vanishing...and not talking southern colonial rural crap, I mean like heartland type of rural, as in farmland, Nebraska, the Dakota's, parts of Idaho, Montana type of rural, even Eastern Oregon type of rural. A farm like this would be so ideal, but now days hard for just a person of one to aquire...a place like this would have to be purchased with cash almost, in order for it to be a dream, cause if had high mortgage on it you'd never really be able to enjoy it, would be working so much to make payments. Collective income or combined resorces could buy it though, and I know snobs like Rush would call that 'communism', but what snobs like rush don't get is that not everyone is a millionaire like him, and not everyone has the health or years left to labor just to labor, just to make some snobby Ivy league conservative feel 'correct'. Life is getting shorter by the minute, and if getting a farm like this means combining resorces with a few others, than why not. Just a pipe dream, that's all, a pipe dream. Sad thing is is Government would rather fly foreign family in from Somalia and give them the farm for free, rather than give it to native American type...our Government, or those in it, are sick to me at times.
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