Hooray for Easy Lessons!!

I decided not to go to work again. If you know anything about me, I like to work and get paid. One example of this is my employment at Ford Field, working as a courtesy squad manager. Three levels above security, my job is really nice. I get to walk around, speak to anyone I want, and if celebrities come in, I get to tour them to their location. Only problem is, I have to drive to Detroit. So I almost never go. I usually work when my Falcons are playing, and I happily cheer, albeit silently, that my Birds are doing work. Most of the time, it isn't worth my time to drive down there. I literally have to be paid to watch the Lions. Once that happened, they had to pay me MORE to watch the Lions.

That same attitude ended up hurting my feelings. They actually won today. Wow. Go Lions! I might actually go to work soon.

Another simple lesson. I was with my older brother and my beautiful niece. We all decided to go to the mall, because girls give brownie points to guys who are good with kids. And I love my niece, she's awesome. My brother visits a couple stores, so I take Rachel to get something to eat. She decides to spend her money on extra candy at the store, after I got her a piece of cheesecake. She didn't need that candy but spent her money that way, so I can't complain.

Fast forward to Target, where she decides to start giving me the "puppy dog eyes." Little brat. She wants a Bratz doll, but no longer has enough money to pay for it. I explain to her that because she spent her money unwisely, she can't have the Bratz doll.

While studying, I turn on the TV and tune into a program with an economist speaking, probably CSPAN or something. I listen a bit as some economist is talking about where we as a country can get money. Of course, the panel has some Republicans and Democrats, all hitting their talking points and saying nothing of substance, until this quote.

"Where we get the money from is obvious. We are not talking about adding on to what we are already paying for health care. The cost is not going to be as great as say, a fruitless war in the Middle East. We do not LACK money, we just spend it stupidly."

A-freaking-men.

What we need as a country is someone to say that, but in a larger format for everyone to hear. We got cash to free up Iraq, which to be honest, I couldn't give a less than half a damn about, but not enough to make sure AMERICANS have basic health care for all. Again, I'm not a politcal blogger because I think most of these politicans are liars, hoods, and gangstas in every sense of those words. But common sense almost never interjects. We need common sense and truth to slap those people upside their heads and get their asses in gear. This shit is getting old. Quick.

Why Am I Doing This?

Okay, your boy got a story. Goes like this, here it goes. Names and places withheld to protect the innocent and guilty.

So I'm chilling out in an unnamed bar in your local college town. No problems, no stress. I'm posted at the bar, drinking my usual, Jack Daniel's and water, and up saunters a slightly inebriated, attractive woman, I'd guess her mid to late 20s. Closer to 30 than 13, I begin to watch with interest as she's pounding em out...shot after shot, after shot. She looks at me, I smile and attend to the hole in the bar I was watching. She comes up to me, and offers for me to buy her a drink. I inform her that charity work is not my game, so again, back to my hole in the bar. I look up every now and again to check the score of the football game. When I look up again, she's still next to me, this time with her back towards me. Cool, I'm thinking. All I wanted to do was be alone and enjoy my Jack. I needed some time to just think and drink.

I'm going to interrupt this story to give you an important message. Ever get sick of people informing you about nonsense when there are a LOT more pressing issues to attend to? I hate it, too. This story was a narrative of the coverage of the health care issue. All filler, all ridiculous babble that has absolutely nothing to do with the issues. You know nothing about that crazy night I had, I still know nothing about the health care plan that our president is purposing. Feel good about the state of the media yet? I didn't think so. Have a good night!





I'm not nearly as stupid as the news networks I've been watching all weekend. Here's the end of the story.

Girl gets trashed, stands in front of me on the bar, and takes her shirt off. While I just sit there, anticipating on when I have to move before the bouncers come and get her off, she steps into the hole I was staring at and falls off the bar. Fail for her. As soon as she gets up, she feels a bit of blood on the side of her face, licks it off her finger in her most drunken, but sexy manner, looks at me and asks; "Why am I doing this?"

Excellent question. A tout a l'heure!!

P.S. This actually happened to me this past Saturday in Ann Arbor, BEFORE the Michigan game. Don't let anyone tell you the Wolverines don't know how to party, though I doubt school was this lady's day job, if you catch my drift. Till next time, I'll holla!!

Daily Reflection at 8am [Early for me]

I freaking love September. My oldest and youngest brother were born in this month [11th and 16th, respectively]. FOOTBALL, both world and American, starts this month. And school....again. You know, I don't usually like to complain, but low key, this sort of sucks. While I couldn't stand my employment with the "owners of Midland," I LOVED the paycheck coming in. I loved being a professional, using the knowledge I acquired the FIRST time from college.

Now I'm back. After working at a couple different papers, plus a stint at the worldwide leader [of chemistry], I'm going to complete my journalism degree, the one I actually enjoy. While chemistry could pay [not for the amount of school I have now, need a grad degree], I don't enjoy it. I actually loathed going into work. Well, it does beat going into school. I'm worried that journalism won't pay [already know it barely does] and I won't get to be as successful as I could have been if I just would stick chemistry out. I don't think I could though. I love writing. I'm addicted to it. Whether I'm writing rhymes or articles about whatever subject I'm assigned, I just enjoy doing it. Maybe that's why I can stand being back at school, when I should be pulling in that $60k [includes benefits]. The Lord says that what you have in your heart ends up being your master. I do not want money to become mine.