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I always thought that I could be someone great. Whether it be a famous actor, millionaire, business mogul, or anything else. The sky was the limit. Ability was never the issue. I have ability for days. I'm sure you feel the same way. There is nothing that we cannot do, no mountain we cannot climb, no obstacle that we cannot overcome. But that isn't the truth. That is far from it. The truth is that I am lost. Unhappy, unsatisfied, and searching for meaning, I've never been given direction, never been coached, never had someone take the time to invest in my ability. This sucks. If you are feeling the same way, I am so sorry. That is painful. That is the world we live in. But what can we do about it? What can I do? We can share our knowledge. We can give what we have not received. Advice. There are people out there who are in our shoes, only younger. The combined knowledge we have has the possibility of changing a person's life. It can make them successful. It can save t...

Shame. Why do we put up with it? It gets us nowhere. When you realize that the world is chaos, and everything is random, things get better. Be the best person you can be and build upon that. Work towards the person you want to be. You may not get there, but the goal is to be as close as possible.  Be you. Keep moving forward. Get as close to the perfect you as possible. That is success. 

  The end of days, revelations, Ragnarok, the era of Mad Max (before Thunderdome), a large chunk of the universe is obsessed with the concept of the end of the world. Doomsday preparation is an industry in the United Sates and thriving more each day with the advent of the reality shows devoted to it. But what really happens when the world ends in a whimpering of it's former self. I say nothing, because it will never end.   Let me explain: The "world ending" isn't the concept of the actual Earth ceasing to exist and all life on the planet dying (at least with what I am referring to). The concept I am blogging about is the breakdown of society. It's the civilized world going completely to shit and being replaced by chaos on the extreme that it requires gates and guns to be the protection, and savior of everything we hold dear. This comes off to me as a little crazy ("BatShit" is the actual term used in place of "little"), and self serving to cer...

It's cold outside, the wind is blowing, snow is drifting on the roads and I am working.  The world is right where it needs to be and it is going to be all right. Stuck (voluntarily) in the northern oilfields for Christmas makes a person appreciate the world around them and the one that is further away (family). I deserve none of the friends that keep me sane, or the family that is waiting for me to return in a week, but that is what was given to me. I am thankful for all of it. The wirld is a better place today and we are all better people. My hope is that it continues past the holiday, even if it is only a minutiae of the way it is now. Merry Christmas.

I work out of town for two weeks at a time. The nice part of this is the two week vacation that I get every month. Having the money to do so is nice also. Having a job that I enjoy 99% of the time is great. The only issue that keeps popping up is the dread of leaving.   Truth is, I really like my existence at home. My boys are really great to be around (not all of the time, but enough to make it worth while). I never appreciated the calmness and security of being home when I was there every night and weekend. Now I am at work for both of the holidays and it is a stressor. The main thing isn't being gone for Christmas and New year's day, that can be done any time (and it's cheaper after the first of the year). It's missing the greatest time of the year, Christmas vacation. I love just hanging out and existing with both of the reasons that I do what I do. That is all for now.

  I make people laugh, not professionally (unless you count trying to create a fun workplace), but more on a personal level. Having actual jokes isn't my strong point, though I do have a few that I can't seem to recall at the correct times (now being one of those).   Fundamentally funny people don't really tell the traditional type joke. It's more of a play towards the audience or an inside joke from the "comedian" that they share with the rest of us (Thank you, Bob Saget). I try to be more improvisational and cultural knowledge based, with a touch (or dump truck load) of vulgarity and shock value. Misdirection and puns, mostly. Can I be funny when I plan it? The answer is a frightful "no". There are times that I find something hilarious and share with others but most of it is off the cuff.   Why am I telling you this? (if there is someone reading, which I highly doubt.)   The short answer is midgets. The more accurate one is that I need to write ...