Friday, October 7, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
My two cents.
Today I received two pennies with my change, from purchasing sugar for my coffee(gotta have it) and snacks for my children at the local Walgreens. The trip to the store is not the important aspect to the story, you see it's the two pennies.
One, the first is dated 1964. What a time to have been born! The introduction of the Ford Mustang, Vietnam, Jeopardy(the game show) hits television, The Beatles dominate the pop charts, The Rolling Stones release their first album, James Bond is the Man in "From Russia with Love" and Malcolm X leaves the nation of Islam. What a crazy and exciting time in history! I know there was so much more happening then that I left out, but I think you get the point. What this penny must have seen and paid for. Yet, it's not worse for the wear, sure it shows signs of age but still has a brightness and clarity to it's appearance, all words are legible, especially the words "In God We Trust."
The second is from 1994 and upon first glance of it's face it keeps up a good appearance. Defined lines and detail are present. You can see the waves of Lincoln's hair and the lucidity of his face. His beard is clear and defined… still something is a miss. Deep gouges in his coat are present and hard scratches on his collar can be easily seen. Though his face is clear, his eye is tarnished green and stained from time. The words I know by Faith are there, are illegible and covered by grime.
I flipped both pennies over and revealed even more about their histories. It's amazing what we carry on our backs, the same is true for the life of a penny. Lincoln 64' is crisp and clean and aside from a few bits if tarnish in the word "United" I would have thought this penny was only but a few years old. Lincoln 94' is destroyed, cuts, scratches and deep, deep gouges are seen. Not one word is legible. Crust and grime is everywhere like a green veil hiding it's worth beneath.
This is where I began to have a revelation, God dropped in, put a few things in my head and now I'd like to share them with you. Though both pennies are 30 years apart in age, they cary the same worth and value. However, their lives have changed them and made them severely different, in appearance.
I would like to start with Lincoln 64'. This penny has aged gracefully. Every detail is clear, every word is legible and Lincoln's face is not distorted or covered in any way. This penny is 47 years of age and there is no question it has lived a full and good life thus far.
Lincoln 94'… I wish I could say the same. But the evidence is clear. Years of neglect and abuse are obvious. Sure he puts up a good front, his hair is ok and his beard is clean, but he is dull and lacks vision. The deep scars and gouges are like cuts and holes to his very soul. Wounds that look like they will never heal. The unclear and covered words make a statement to me of, lacking faith and trust in God, covered by the filth and pain of the world. This penny is only 17 years old, but bears the pain of one much, much older. I identify with this penny in many ways… but there is good news.
Like Lincoln 94' I too aged quickly before my years and felt like the scars I bore could never heal. I covered my heart over with the filth and pain of the world, my eyes were blind to the glory and I lacked vision in so many aspects of my life. It wasn't until I placed my faith in God that the layers of grime began to fall away, the scars started to heal and I began to feel clean and whole again. It's that cleansing, revealing, showing of love and restoration of Faith that bring Grace into your soul! Threw baptism I felt Faith renewed and I had the ability to shine!
Well, the same came true for Lincoln 94'. I just gave him a bath in the sink. Threw pressing in and dedication I was able to smooth out the scars and gouges in his coat. From the washing of the water I was able to remove the grime and stains that covered his eyes. After much care and cleansing all words were evident, especially "In God We Trust". This penny went on a great journey and though we only just met, I know after today neither of us will ever be the same. This lil' guy will always be in my heart.
One, the first is dated 1964. What a time to have been born! The introduction of the Ford Mustang, Vietnam, Jeopardy(the game show) hits television, The Beatles dominate the pop charts, The Rolling Stones release their first album, James Bond is the Man in "From Russia with Love" and Malcolm X leaves the nation of Islam. What a crazy and exciting time in history! I know there was so much more happening then that I left out, but I think you get the point. What this penny must have seen and paid for. Yet, it's not worse for the wear, sure it shows signs of age but still has a brightness and clarity to it's appearance, all words are legible, especially the words "In God We Trust."
The second is from 1994 and upon first glance of it's face it keeps up a good appearance. Defined lines and detail are present. You can see the waves of Lincoln's hair and the lucidity of his face. His beard is clear and defined… still something is a miss. Deep gouges in his coat are present and hard scratches on his collar can be easily seen. Though his face is clear, his eye is tarnished green and stained from time. The words I know by Faith are there, are illegible and covered by grime.
I flipped both pennies over and revealed even more about their histories. It's amazing what we carry on our backs, the same is true for the life of a penny. Lincoln 64' is crisp and clean and aside from a few bits if tarnish in the word "United" I would have thought this penny was only but a few years old. Lincoln 94' is destroyed, cuts, scratches and deep, deep gouges are seen. Not one word is legible. Crust and grime is everywhere like a green veil hiding it's worth beneath.
This is where I began to have a revelation, God dropped in, put a few things in my head and now I'd like to share them with you. Though both pennies are 30 years apart in age, they cary the same worth and value. However, their lives have changed them and made them severely different, in appearance.
I would like to start with Lincoln 64'. This penny has aged gracefully. Every detail is clear, every word is legible and Lincoln's face is not distorted or covered in any way. This penny is 47 years of age and there is no question it has lived a full and good life thus far.
Lincoln 94'… I wish I could say the same. But the evidence is clear. Years of neglect and abuse are obvious. Sure he puts up a good front, his hair is ok and his beard is clean, but he is dull and lacks vision. The deep scars and gouges are like cuts and holes to his very soul. Wounds that look like they will never heal. The unclear and covered words make a statement to me of, lacking faith and trust in God, covered by the filth and pain of the world. This penny is only 17 years old, but bears the pain of one much, much older. I identify with this penny in many ways… but there is good news.
Like Lincoln 94' I too aged quickly before my years and felt like the scars I bore could never heal. I covered my heart over with the filth and pain of the world, my eyes were blind to the glory and I lacked vision in so many aspects of my life. It wasn't until I placed my faith in God that the layers of grime began to fall away, the scars started to heal and I began to feel clean and whole again. It's that cleansing, revealing, showing of love and restoration of Faith that bring Grace into your soul! Threw baptism I felt Faith renewed and I had the ability to shine!
Well, the same came true for Lincoln 94'. I just gave him a bath in the sink. Threw pressing in and dedication I was able to smooth out the scars and gouges in his coat. From the washing of the water I was able to remove the grime and stains that covered his eyes. After much care and cleansing all words were evident, especially "In God We Trust". This penny went on a great journey and though we only just met, I know after today neither of us will ever be the same. This lil' guy will always be in my heart.
How about letting God do the same for you?
That's my "Two Cents".
.Peace.
.Peace.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Well, I gotta say something...
"SOMETHING!!!"
In the immortal words of Rocket J. Squirrel, "Now here's something I hope you'll really like!"
I know I do...
"Cheers!!!"
-Rob.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Remakes, Ripoffs and Reminiscent Youth.
First, let me start by saying, "I LOVE HORROR MOVIES!!!" Always have always will! Anyone who knows me, I mean really knows me, understands my passion for the macabre and even respects the lengths I will go to to obtain only the choicest of "Cuts" for my collection(yes I really did that, hang on, there will be more). True at times I have been a bit of an Elitist or Über Nazi in regard to the films I will spend good money to see and own. Must be Original, Must be Blood, Must be Fresh… Now, this is not to say that I won't check out a low budget Slasher or Splatter Film from time to time or even a B-Movie "T n' A" Grinder. But where I have always known you can't go wrong, is in the big guys! Hooper, Romero, Craven, Cronenberg, Hitchcock, King and Carpenter. I left out Sam Raimi only to give distinction to his "Evil Dead" series(I love these movies), cause the Spiderman movies are good, but not horror! See, I also would have listed Ridley Scott, but… "Aliens" is Sci-Fi and though I do enjoy the merging of the two(Sci-Fi and Horror, for those of you not keeping up) I wanted to list the reflect "Horror" Writers, Directors and Producers.
NOW… Time to rip threw the meat, dig in and really pull out the guts of this posting! To me, over the last 10 plus years it seems my beloved genre has been plagued by a virus on an epic scale… REMAKES!!! Nothing and I mean nothing has been pissing me off more than the serious desecration of bodies of work by these cheap knock offs! And now, to top it off… as if they hadn't worked over some of my absolute favorites. I'll give you a list, "My Bloody Valentine", "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre", "Halloween", "Prom Night" and "A Nightmare on Elm Street". These are only a few, there are soooo many more. But now… they are coming out with, "The Thing"!!! AAAARRGGGGHHHH!!! Why!?!?! Why must you take nearly every one of my favorite movies of my youth and shit on them!?!?
Here's the thing… I'm gonna go see this movie. Why? Because, I want to see how good or bad it can be. Thing is, some of these remakes have been ok(can't believe I just said that, but it's true). Like if I had never seen the original "Texas Chainsaw Massacre", I would like the new one. It was dark and creepy and had good special effects, pretty good acting and a few new added twists. Not bad. But, why couldn't it have been a "New Body" of work!?!? Why a remake?
I really like Rob Zombie, I have respect for him and his love of horror. But he took almost every move he grew up on and ripped them off! "House of 1000 Corpses" was not original it was a throw back to films of the 70's and 80's. Did it pay tribute, perhaps. Did it turn on a few new fans, maybe… was it original, No. His remakes of "Halloween" and "Halloween II" have made allot of money… still I have refused to see them, perhaps someday, but not anytime soon. I enjoyed "House of 1000 Corpses" and "The Devil's Rejects", they were fun, but didn't really pull me in and capture my interest or imagination. They were just kinda there...
Ok, why I am so upset about the remake of "The Thing". The Thing was the first horror movie I watched in it's entirety as a child late at night in a very dark room. AND I LOVED IT!!! It scared the crap out of me and I fell in love with the genre of Horror. After watching this film I searched out everything(at the time) by John Carpenter! All the "Halloween's", "The Fog" and "Christine"(without which I would have never gotten into Stephen King). I then branched out and started watching Hitchcock films. "Psycho", "The Birds", "Vertigo" and Alfred Hitchcock presents. Wes Craven was next, I started with the "Hills Have Eyes" and moved right into the "Nightmare on Elm Street" series. Wes Craven's movies would dominate my Horror viewing pleasure during the 80's and 90's along side Tobe Hooper "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Part one and two", "Salem's Lot", "Poltergeist" and "Invaders from Mars" to name a few… and of course, The Man… George A. Romero, without whom I would not have, nor would America have such an obsession with Zombies!
To my favorite creators of Horror: Thank you all for your contributions to this beloved genre, you opened a door and I ran in gobbling and gulping everything I can find! Classic, Foreign, Cult, Splatter, Slasher, Grindhouse Drive-in, B Movie, Bollywood Horror, German Underground, Vampire, Monster, Zombie, Psychological and let's not forget Blacksploitation Horror(Scream Blackula Scream). Oh yeah!!! Love's me the Horror!!!
Some of you may or may not know. I used to head up a local chapter of Horror Fanatic's called "The Central Valley Horror Drunx". Where we used to get together drink beers and watch Horror Movies. "Friday Night Frights" were our big get togethers. It was fun, but fell apart when the prevailing Chapter(from Hollywood California) wanted to lay down a bunch of rules and off the wall garbage. Like spamming "Fangoria" and sending "hate mail" to various companies. Yea, I couldn't get onboard and drag my friends into it. So we shut it down and walked away. I would love to start up "Friday Night Frights" again, just as more of a friendly social gathering to enjoy our favorite genre of film.
You see it all started with that one movie… Without "The Thing" I may have avoided the genre of Horror all together, probably not… but it could have happened. The first time I tried to watch "Cujo" and "Poltergeist", I was like seven or eight. They gave me nightmares and I avoided being scared for the next two years. Then one night, during the month of October(in 1986). KTVU Channel 2 was showing scary movies every friday night in preparation for Halloween. I made it a point to stay up and conquer my fears! With a can of Dr. Pepper to keep me awake and a snickers to nibble on, I curled up in my Papa san chair and watched with eyes glued to our giant 24" TV screen. That night changed my life forever… 25 years ago I saw "The Thing" for the very first time, I've since seen it well over a dozen times and still love it as much as the first time.
Now, 25 years later the remake comes to theaters… I have to see it. Who's with me?
NOW… Time to rip threw the meat, dig in and really pull out the guts of this posting! To me, over the last 10 plus years it seems my beloved genre has been plagued by a virus on an epic scale… REMAKES!!! Nothing and I mean nothing has been pissing me off more than the serious desecration of bodies of work by these cheap knock offs! And now, to top it off… as if they hadn't worked over some of my absolute favorites. I'll give you a list, "My Bloody Valentine", "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre", "Halloween", "Prom Night" and "A Nightmare on Elm Street". These are only a few, there are soooo many more. But now… they are coming out with, "The Thing"!!! AAAARRGGGGHHHH!!! Why!?!?! Why must you take nearly every one of my favorite movies of my youth and shit on them!?!?
Here's the thing… I'm gonna go see this movie. Why? Because, I want to see how good or bad it can be. Thing is, some of these remakes have been ok(can't believe I just said that, but it's true). Like if I had never seen the original "Texas Chainsaw Massacre", I would like the new one. It was dark and creepy and had good special effects, pretty good acting and a few new added twists. Not bad. But, why couldn't it have been a "New Body" of work!?!? Why a remake?
I really like Rob Zombie, I have respect for him and his love of horror. But he took almost every move he grew up on and ripped them off! "House of 1000 Corpses" was not original it was a throw back to films of the 70's and 80's. Did it pay tribute, perhaps. Did it turn on a few new fans, maybe… was it original, No. His remakes of "Halloween" and "Halloween II" have made allot of money… still I have refused to see them, perhaps someday, but not anytime soon. I enjoyed "House of 1000 Corpses" and "The Devil's Rejects", they were fun, but didn't really pull me in and capture my interest or imagination. They were just kinda there...
Ok, why I am so upset about the remake of "The Thing". The Thing was the first horror movie I watched in it's entirety as a child late at night in a very dark room. AND I LOVED IT!!! It scared the crap out of me and I fell in love with the genre of Horror. After watching this film I searched out everything(at the time) by John Carpenter! All the "Halloween's", "The Fog" and "Christine"(without which I would have never gotten into Stephen King). I then branched out and started watching Hitchcock films. "Psycho", "The Birds", "Vertigo" and Alfred Hitchcock presents. Wes Craven was next, I started with the "Hills Have Eyes" and moved right into the "Nightmare on Elm Street" series. Wes Craven's movies would dominate my Horror viewing pleasure during the 80's and 90's along side Tobe Hooper "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Part one and two", "Salem's Lot", "Poltergeist" and "Invaders from Mars" to name a few… and of course, The Man… George A. Romero, without whom I would not have, nor would America have such an obsession with Zombies!
To my favorite creators of Horror: Thank you all for your contributions to this beloved genre, you opened a door and I ran in gobbling and gulping everything I can find! Classic, Foreign, Cult, Splatter, Slasher, Grindhouse Drive-in, B Movie, Bollywood Horror, German Underground, Vampire, Monster, Zombie, Psychological and let's not forget Blacksploitation Horror(Scream Blackula Scream). Oh yeah!!! Love's me the Horror!!!
Some of you may or may not know. I used to head up a local chapter of Horror Fanatic's called "The Central Valley Horror Drunx". Where we used to get together drink beers and watch Horror Movies. "Friday Night Frights" were our big get togethers. It was fun, but fell apart when the prevailing Chapter(from Hollywood California) wanted to lay down a bunch of rules and off the wall garbage. Like spamming "Fangoria" and sending "hate mail" to various companies. Yea, I couldn't get onboard and drag my friends into it. So we shut it down and walked away. I would love to start up "Friday Night Frights" again, just as more of a friendly social gathering to enjoy our favorite genre of film.
Our Flyer/Poster
You see it all started with that one movie… Without "The Thing" I may have avoided the genre of Horror all together, probably not… but it could have happened. The first time I tried to watch "Cujo" and "Poltergeist", I was like seven or eight. They gave me nightmares and I avoided being scared for the next two years. Then one night, during the month of October(in 1986). KTVU Channel 2 was showing scary movies every friday night in preparation for Halloween. I made it a point to stay up and conquer my fears! With a can of Dr. Pepper to keep me awake and a snickers to nibble on, I curled up in my Papa san chair and watched with eyes glued to our giant 24" TV screen. That night changed my life forever… 25 years ago I saw "The Thing" for the very first time, I've since seen it well over a dozen times and still love it as much as the first time.
Now, 25 years later the remake comes to theaters… I have to see it. Who's with me?
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Gifts: part 1.
Mmm-kay, Kids… We are going to talk about gifts today. No, not the kind YOU give at Birthdays, Holidays, Special Occasions, Anniversary's, Social Events and what not. I mean "Gifting's", like the kind you possess, hone and craft to show how lovely and talented… oh, and Important you are to the world. Then of course there is by these gifting's you show absolute Glory to God for dropping said Gift into your existence. Ok… So what do I show?
Wow! That is the smakeroo isn't it? ANNND… to top it off as to kinda slap you again, you get multiple gifts and you have absolutely no clue as to how to share them or even recognize what your gifts are. Oh, and check this… some people run around denying their gifts, never to know the shear magnitude God want's to bless into their Life. Well… I've been wrestling with what my gifts are. All my life, everyone around me tells me what they think my gifts are. But I just don't know. Then I think, "Hea, I feel like I have a seldom touched gift in me I'd like to explore, I've shown exceptional talents in and around this media, I will dip my toe in and test the water…" But see here is where I'm at… I'm not about "Try" anything. Did you not read the TITLE of my blog? "I don't try anything, I just do it!"
I'm living this Life without trying. I'm here, in this head, moving to the beat with this body delighted at the breath of life and the wake of a new day. Cycling threw routine after routine, existing in freedom, but not quenched by my status. Remaining ever faithful, ever sure, there is something... something spectacular I am meant to do! Raise your hand if you feel this way… hands all over the,(well let's be honest, I only have so many readers) CITY… are going up right now! Yea, are we ever quenched of our thirst? Do we ever feel completely fulfilled?
Well the Bible says… Yes, I know! Not the point of this statement, but thank you for your care and understanding. Not my point today, try back tomorrow, perhaps I'll be so moved. Really, I'm not to terribly far from what the Bible says(just wanted to be cheeky for a second), because I want to express a slightly deviated view of the topic at hand.
Wow! That is the smakeroo isn't it? ANNND… to top it off as to kinda slap you again, you get multiple gifts and you have absolutely no clue as to how to share them or even recognize what your gifts are. Oh, and check this… some people run around denying their gifts, never to know the shear magnitude God want's to bless into their Life. Well… I've been wrestling with what my gifts are. All my life, everyone around me tells me what they think my gifts are. But I just don't know. Then I think, "Hea, I feel like I have a seldom touched gift in me I'd like to explore, I've shown exceptional talents in and around this media, I will dip my toe in and test the water…" But see here is where I'm at… I'm not about "Try" anything. Did you not read the TITLE of my blog? "I don't try anything, I just do it!"
I'm living this Life without trying. I'm here, in this head, moving to the beat with this body delighted at the breath of life and the wake of a new day. Cycling threw routine after routine, existing in freedom, but not quenched by my status. Remaining ever faithful, ever sure, there is something... something spectacular I am meant to do! Raise your hand if you feel this way… hands all over the,(well let's be honest, I only have so many readers) CITY… are going up right now! Yea, are we ever quenched of our thirst? Do we ever feel completely fulfilled?
Well the Bible says… Yes, I know! Not the point of this statement, but thank you for your care and understanding. Not my point today, try back tomorrow, perhaps I'll be so moved. Really, I'm not to terribly far from what the Bible says(just wanted to be cheeky for a second), because I want to express a slightly deviated view of the topic at hand.
"HOW TO RECOGNIZE YOUR GIFTS."
Still with me?
Good, I was to say the least, a smidge worried. Would you really want to see how this plays out or is this guy so completely out to lunch that it's time to grab mine? Up to you...
Ok, first. I'm not looking for a pity party or any forms of condolence, so please and thank you. You maybe thinking, "I know you and I know what your gifts are and you have nothing to bitch about"… really? Your wrong. What you may think is a gift for me, may actually be the thing that I hate the most.
Prime example, I have been told my entire adult life that I am a heck of a Salesman. That I can talk anyone into buying anything. Ok, folks to me, this is not a gift, it's a curse! Gonna drop a few reasons why on ya, hang in there. #1 I hate money, I hate everything about it. The fact that we use it and are slave to it. #2 I'm a good liar and I hate that about myself. #3 I am tired of people telling me I can talk their ear off! "You have a Great Mouthpiece, you can really speak!" Fuck you! I can type too! I know a lil' sign language, wanna see? This subject heats me, can you tell?
Peace.
Still with me?
Good, I was to say the least, a smidge worried. Would you really want to see how this plays out or is this guy so completely out to lunch that it's time to grab mine? Up to you...
Ok, first. I'm not looking for a pity party or any forms of condolence, so please and thank you. You maybe thinking, "I know you and I know what your gifts are and you have nothing to bitch about"… really? Your wrong. What you may think is a gift for me, may actually be the thing that I hate the most.
Prime example, I have been told my entire adult life that I am a heck of a Salesman. That I can talk anyone into buying anything. Ok, folks to me, this is not a gift, it's a curse! Gonna drop a few reasons why on ya, hang in there. #1 I hate money, I hate everything about it. The fact that we use it and are slave to it. #2 I'm a good liar and I hate that about myself. #3 I am tired of people telling me I can talk their ear off! "You have a Great Mouthpiece, you can really speak!" Fuck you! I can type too! I know a lil' sign language, wanna see? This subject heats me, can you tell?
I apologize for my use of profanity, if I have offended your delicate nature… this boat ride is not for you, time to jump ship.
Back to the lesson at hand. I used to take pride in owning a living room, office or lunch table. Didn't matter where, I would pull you in, feed you what you may or may not have wanted to hear and you would buy my product… whatever it was. Weed, Alarm Systems, Auto Parts, Pills, Computer's or Upgrades, Holes in your body and the jewelry to go in them, Speed, CD's, Tickets or T-Shirts. I once moved a stolen guitar to a kid who lived three blocks from the origin of said crime… and I was good with that! The heck did I care, I was getting paid!
I didn't steal the guitar by the way… however I am a pretty good thief, but that's another story. You wanna know the worst part? I had a fixed number in my head that I wanted to get paid… 250.00, good money, fair price and a good mark up since I only paid 100.00 for it from a scared chump(will remain nameless) who ripped it off… cause I told him it was a good idea!("Manipulation", another gift? guess again.) Anyhow, after the transaction was made, I walked away with 460.00 cash, I even waited in their living room as the kid's Dad ran to the ATM. He was so doe eyed, I could have sold him my piece of shit car, sitting just outside, if his kid didn't already have one nicer sitting in the driveway(gotta love car salesmen, my kind of scum).
The above statement gave absolutely no Glory to God and just remembering it, makes me feel… like I keep un-earthing the dead me, dusting him off, shaking his hand and buying him a drink. That sucks. No, being a salesman is not a gift… at least not for me.
Now, I know and yes I agree. God has given me a talent for cooking. First born out of necessity to survive and later cultivated by passion to be something more than sustenance. Ok, I'm with that. Now… How do I get paid for this, or better yet how do I share my talent with the World? Then again, why would I want to? The WORLD sucks, really! People are willing to walk right over you as you have your entire life spread out on the sidewalk, desperately trying to fix the new and giant hole in your backpack, that disheveled it's contents, leaving you naked and exposed with all that you have amassed, directly on the floor... No, I'm just unsure if I enjoy being kicked in the nuts repeatedly. The World has a love for doing this to me. I'm sure I'm not the only one.
So here I am asking, how can I make my gifts work for me? Am I choosing the right one to run with? Am I going to be contented with it's outcome or am I going to hop the next train into interest-ville and take up something new? Here are a list of gifts I may or may not have recognized in myself over time.
Cooking(I love food. Everything about it)
Art(Creating in many different ways)
Music(I love everything about music, instruments, history, culture)
Mechanics/Electronics/Construction(I'm good with my hands)
Agriculture(I'm good with plants, I love the science behind it)
Acting(I'm a good Liar, perhaps in the right media, it's no longer lying)
Writing(I love to write, sometimes life gets in the way and then it spills to the page)
Photography(I have always had a passion for this)
Talking to people(yea, I like to meet people. I love communication)
The above statement gave absolutely no Glory to God and just remembering it, makes me feel… like I keep un-earthing the dead me, dusting him off, shaking his hand and buying him a drink. That sucks. No, being a salesman is not a gift… at least not for me.
Now, I know and yes I agree. God has given me a talent for cooking. First born out of necessity to survive and later cultivated by passion to be something more than sustenance. Ok, I'm with that. Now… How do I get paid for this, or better yet how do I share my talent with the World? Then again, why would I want to? The WORLD sucks, really! People are willing to walk right over you as you have your entire life spread out on the sidewalk, desperately trying to fix the new and giant hole in your backpack, that disheveled it's contents, leaving you naked and exposed with all that you have amassed, directly on the floor... No, I'm just unsure if I enjoy being kicked in the nuts repeatedly. The World has a love for doing this to me. I'm sure I'm not the only one.
So here I am asking, how can I make my gifts work for me? Am I choosing the right one to run with? Am I going to be contented with it's outcome or am I going to hop the next train into interest-ville and take up something new? Here are a list of gifts I may or may not have recognized in myself over time.
Cooking(I love food. Everything about it)
Art(Creating in many different ways)
Music(I love everything about music, instruments, history, culture)
Mechanics/Electronics/Construction(I'm good with my hands)
Agriculture(I'm good with plants, I love the science behind it)
Acting(I'm a good Liar, perhaps in the right media, it's no longer lying)
Writing(I love to write, sometimes life gets in the way and then it spills to the page)
Photography(I have always had a passion for this)
Talking to people(yea, I like to meet people. I love communication)
Dreaming(I used to have wonderful dreams I wanted to fulfill, too long have I put them on hold, till they've all but shut up)
So now what? What do I do with my list? Find a need, look for that hole and fill it! Easier said than done.
To be continued…
So now what? What do I do with my list? Find a need, look for that hole and fill it! Easier said than done.
To be continued…
Peace.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Just cause it's so dawg gone funny...
My lovely wife turned me on to "part 2" of this video collection and I am now a huge fan of The Possum Posse! Check um out! It's dawg gone funny n' such.
Part 1.
Part 2.
"Cause it's a Guy on a Buffalo!!!"
HAHAHAHAHHAAAA!!!!
"Cheers!!!"
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