HOPING TO CLEAR THE AIR.

I know I have a bad habit of shooting my mouth of when I drink,  just ask Mike.  But I've never done it on my blog.  Hell, I've hardly done anything on my blog.  But as I sit here, freshly lit after a bachlor party for my friend, I feel inclined to speak my mind.  

I had a great idea about writing blogs all week.  I was going to make up stories about how I had conversations with other people in our blog ring and how we talked about others.  But the twist was going to be that we only said good things about people.  Kind of like, "I was talking to Rich tonight and we agreed that Crackhead always picks the best songs and does a great job."  or "While hangiing out with Claire, we both thought that Kenny always makes you smile." 

I mentioned this to Lisa, and she told me that once people realized I was making it all up, they might see this as sarcastic.   The point was not to shitty, but to show everyone that being kind to one another and saying good things makes everyone feel good.   

We all have a special thing going right now and I thing that some of us have forgotten this.   I see alot of negative postings in our blogs and hear alot of mean shit about others when I'm out. 

I know I've not always been the most approachable person.  Some people close to me have said that I can be stand offish and come across as mean.   I fight that shit every time I'm out.  But I've never seen the need to openly and maliscously hurt someone.  I know it's not going to make me feel any better about myself, I woud only regret it later.  Thats why I don't understand why  there is so much cattyness between some people.  Damn, why can't we all just get along.  

I consider all of you my closest friends and really value the time we spend together.  If I don't feel a conection with someone, I don't try to force.   And I do feel that connection with all the people I spend time with at Duke's or at bowling or when we get together at someone's home. 

This is why I'm writing a blog tonight.  I am starting feel alot of tension between people.  I think there is alot of things being said and done that are hurtful and mean spirited.   I think we have a great group of friends, alot of complementary personalities, and I would hate to see someone feel slighted or pushed aside due to a miss understanding.  

Some people have told me that they are uncomfortable with things that have been said between other parties.   They feel strongly about their friends and don't want to see them hurt.  We can all understand this.   So I'm asking all of you to take a second and think about what you say or blog about others.    If you have an issue with someone, don't make it worse by making it public.  It's only going to lead to people feeling the need to take sides.  Think about how much fun we all have together and how much we all have enjoyed the past couple months.

I've never felt so much like I belong to a group than I have since I have become friends with so many of you, and I think most of you feel the same way. 

I would hate to lose a friend because they no longer feel comfortable being around someone else.     But if push comes to shove, and I find out that someone is talking shit just to hurt someone, making up stories and spreading rumors, I may have to pick a side.

I'm not naive, I know that there are times when people have issues with one another, whether it is work or social.  But it's when people can't work through their prohlems and start involving others, trying to get people on their side and making the problems bigger than they really are, that everyone suffers.  Just take a moment and talk it out.  There doen't have to be a "Contfrontation".  It doesn't have to be a big throw down.  Just be honest with each other.  If something is down to you that you feel is wrong, just talk to the person.  Just don't blow it up and involve everyone else.    If you do, sooner or later we will all end up like we started,  sitting in different corners, wondering why we came to Duke's anyway.

Hey whats up yenz n'at..

Long time, no blog.  I'm back!   But not for long.   I've realized that since I hang out with all the people on the blog ring, my daily experiences aren't much different than everyone else's.   Since I haven't blogged in a while, I think I've come up with the best way to summarize the past week of my life.

Monday Monday! Can't stand that day. Monday + Hour change = The weekend can't get here fast enough.  I really got nothing to report. I am very boring today and I am just needing some sleep

Here is my question for the day … Does no one have ambition to blog on the weekends, or do most do the blog thing at work?

I think it was the loss of an hour.

I would like to make a public apology to John for dropping him last night during his performance. That was not the desired result   I mean, I could take a loss, but he tapped out. Tapped out. UG! No!   I debated on whether to mention it in my blog, but figured for reference purposes down the road it would be helpful.

I certainly experienced a night full of debauchery

Went to bed a little after 12:30am last night.  Haven't done so that early in a long time.  Had a weird dream.  Went bowling tonight, the crew ended up going to Duke’s afterward, I wasn’t in the mood.  I bowled horribly. 'Mr and Mrs Chocolate'   popped by this evening with some food, we were chatting for a while, and I told him about my bowling scores. He of course, laughed because bowling was our thing and he recalled how well I bowled back then.   All in all, it was a good night.  I know Jackie thought it was dragging

I look forward to karaoke tonight.  It's mid-week and I'm anxious to get out I think.  Singing should get me out of this weird mood I seem to be in today.  I wonder if J is going to sing

Currently Playing Cosmo Rocket By Badwrench Frammous see related

WHERE'S THE BEEF, BABY?

It's not easy for me to find time to blog everyday, so when I do have time, it's going to be several days worth of fun and adventure.

Me and Mike  went out for St. Patrick's day, and didn't get too far.  By the time we made it to the second bar, Walker's "Not So Irish" Pub, we were pretty well "Lit".   Walker's is a bar in teh South Side that was once a weekly stop on Wednesday nights.   But since a short, scrawny DJ we know started working at Duke's on Wednesdays, we haven't been going to the South Side as much.   

Since St. Patty's day was Thursday, the opportunity was there to revist our childhood, so to speak (well not exactly our child hood as our mid to late 20's.........same thing).   While sitting at the bar pondering the questions of  the universe, and making a decent attempt to find out was is at the bottom of a bottle of Jack, a man walks into the bar off the street.  It was an older man, pretty rough looking.   He slowly made his way around the bar to where we were sitting.   The man produced two steaks from behind his back and asked if we wanted to buy any beef.   After taking a second or two to process this extremely odd question, I told the man I was not interested as I had left may habachi  at home.  Mike on the other hand appeared to be interested in the man's beef, and asked him how much it was.   The man told Mike it would cost him $8.00 a steak.   This was really the deal killer.  You see the man in either  his own lack of familiarity with selling meat in bars out of his coat pocker, or in his rush to leave the store where he first stuck the mieat into his pocket, had forgotten to remove the Giant Eagle price label which showed the price of the steaks to be $5.99 each. 

From being in the business world for some time, I realsie there is going to be a mark up on goods and services, however, a man, who apparently had no overhead cost involved in these goods or sevices, should not be selling room temperature, actually pocket temperature, beef for such an outrageous cost.   Did he not realize that we could have purchased the same steaks, free from pocket lint, at a lower price just a few blocks away?    Or was it the he felt that the rare and delicious pocket marinade he was producing there on his person would warrant the markup.

Regardless of his reasoning, Mike and myself both passed on the offer, as did everyone else in the bar.  

However, 2 hours latter, still drinking ourselves with the spirit of old St. Pat, we thought it would have been a great idea to have purchased the steaks, went into Walker's kitchen and fried them up.   It would have saved us the trip out to Sheetz for an MTO.

Reading through some other blogs I've found, I have started to get the impression that people like to hear themselves talk.   I have found some pretty venomous enties, along with what would appear to be gross misquotations of other people.   I was really down on this type of communication at first, I've always felt that it is best to just talk to people, face to face, or at least over the phone.  This allows for the spontaneous flow between people, conversations can take on a life of their own, spawning tangents and off topic tidbits that can generate real, honest emotion.   I've always been down on emails, blogs, and even the ancient art of hand writing a letter because it is one sided.   Granted there was a romantic quality about wrting a letter, whether it was a love letter or a simple hello between old friends.  And I think in someway that was passed on email.   But where letters had a hand crafted warmth about them,  emials are cold, instant, and mechanical,  all which makes sense due to the medium.   Email just lacks that ability to be folded and socked away in an old shoe box.

But even though hand written letters have that warmth,  they can not compare to a true heart to heart conversation with someone.   Was there anything better than staying awake all night, under your covers with the lights off, whispering into the phone to that special someone back in high school ( or for some, currently every night).   How about staying up all night in the rec room of a dorm talking to the soriety girl wanna be, spewing back all the newly aquired opinions of a freshman coed.    Or even the late night drives with one of your friends, getting lost on the back roads while solving all the problems of life.

These are the truest forms of communication, our most cherished skill that sets us apart from every other animal.    Even if we didn't have the thumb which allows us to pick up the tools to build our society, we would still have a society because we could talk to each other.

Which finally brings me back to the reason for this being my first enty on my "Brand New Blog".   I read alot about other peoples lives in these blogs, what they do, where they go, who they like or don't like, amd their opinions on these other people.   I've seen people take their shots, and defend themselves against others shots.   But seldom do I ever see a rebuttal, a retort, or even a dissenting opinon.  I see a lot of like minded people, which again is probably due to the medium, talking in circles.   I've read what I think are real emotions, but coming from many different people.  

I guess what my point is, if everyone has such common points of view, whats the point of having a blog.   Why not just be together, face to face and share these things. 

I don't bring up these things to piss anyone off.  It's like I said, I would rather talk to someone than to write something that may or may not be read.  I don't think it is due to lack of creativity or lack of opinion or voice.  I would just prefer to sit back and watch, take everything in, share my opinion when the time is right.