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Things on Tuesday

This is my first one of these bad boys and I almost forgot that it was Tuesday.

Things I loathe:

  • Incompetent school officials
  • Doing the same work over and over through no fault of my own
  • Traffic
  • Constipation.  HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Things I love:

  • My family
  • The fact that I have a job and therefore money to pay my bills
  • Lazy Saturdays
  • Shaun T and my Hip Hop Abs
  • Mini-vacations in Honduras
  • Not missing my bad habits
  • Catching some open road with the windows down and the music blasting
  • Having friends all over the world
  • My engagement ring
  • Tuna salad

I guess that's it for now.  Lovin them Tuesdays. 🙂

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QotD: Sticks and Stones

What's the meanest thing you've ever said to someone?

Hi, so, yeah, why not title this post "I am an evil bitch/bastard"?

As with most people, I've said a fair share of mean things but I have a very bad habit of holding onto anger and such and letting it fester and then when another is at their most low, I will spit it out at them with the most venom possible.  Should I get help for that?  Probably.

But, I will still answer this knowing that it is hardly the meanest thing that I've ever said to anyone.  It was said to a friend when we were all just sitting around ripping on each other.  Kinda like 'The Dozens' but with only one black person (me).  Anyways, my friend Roy was the recipient of this zinger:

Your mom knew you were gonna be stupid from the day that you were born so she only gave you a three-letter name.

It's mean.  I know. 

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BVA – Class of '90

That's my school.  That's my year.  I can't believe that it's been 18 years since I graduated.  There are times that it feels like just yesterday.  Those times come flooding back when I see or hear something in particular.  Something such as our class song – "Dreams" by Van Halen.  It came on Sirius this morning when I was driving in and I played it the whole way here.

World turns black and white
Pictures in an empty room
Your love starts fallin down
Better change your tune
Reach for the golden ring
Reach for the sky
Baby just spread your wings
Chorus:
Well get higher and higher straight up well climb
Well get higher and higher leave it all behind
Run, run, run, away
Like a train runnin off the track
The truth gets left behind
And falls between the cracks
Standing on broken dreams
But never losing sight
Spread your wings
Chorus
So baby dry your eyes, save all the tears youve cried
Ohh thats what dreams are made of
Oh baby we belong in a world that must be strong
Ohh thats what dreams are made of
Solo
Chorus
Higher and higher who knows what well find
And in the end on dreams we will depend
Cause thats what love is made of

I may discuss this more later or in another blog.

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BVA – Class of ’90

That's my school.  That's my year.  I can't believe that it's been 18 years since I graduated.  There are times that it feels like just yesterday.  Those times come flooding back when I see or hear something in particular.  Something such as our class song – "Dreams" by Van Halen.  It came on Sirius this morning when I was driving in and I played it the whole way here.

World turns black and white
Pictures in an empty room
Your love starts fallin down
Better change your tune
Reach for the golden ring
Reach for the sky
Baby just spread your wings
Chorus:
Well get higher and higher straight up well climb
Well get higher and higher leave it all behind
Run, run, run, away
Like a train runnin off the track
The truth gets left behind
And falls between the cracks
Standing on broken dreams
But never losing sight
Spread your wings
Chorus
So baby dry your eyes, save all the tears youve cried
Ohh thats what dreams are made of
Oh baby we belong in a world that must be strong
Ohh thats what dreams are made of
Solo
Chorus
Higher and higher who knows what well find
And in the end on dreams we will depend
Cause thats what love is made of

I may discuss this more later or in another blog.

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Wouldn't happen now

Back in the day, my father worked construction – the old skool road crew shit.  Blacktop and pavers and such.  He once had some great painkillers because someone accidentally put the blacktop squisher down on his foot and broke a few of his toes.  He met a lot of people because often, they would work in residential areas.

One winter, he met a British family (I think they were British, it's been a long time).  Somehow, he made friends with them.  They had two daughters the same age as I was.  He made us a play date.  So the following Saturday, he drove me over to their house and I hung out with them all day.  We went sled riding (sledging) and had hot chocolate and snacks (smokies – like little Vienna sausages).  It was an awesome day! 

Of course, we didn't keep in touch, but my brother reminded me of this today.  What do you think the chances are that this would happen in this day and age, 25 years later.  Who would go out front and talk to the guys working on the road besides to ask when they're leaving or to tell them to get off the lawn?  Who would allow a strange black man to talk to your kids?  Who would invite said strange black man to bring his child over for the day?  What parent would leave their child for an entire day with a family they've known for only a couple days?  What child would willingly go to the house of strangers and make friends and have a great day?

Times have changed, my friends, and they've taken a severe downward turn.  People are no longer nice and trusting.  No more welcome smiles and open arms.  Sad, isn't it?  Could someone please bring back the 80s?

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