What is up, peeps?! I am back again real quick because…well it has been 48 hours since I have had a drink and I am running on about 5 hours of sleep over the last three days. HELLS YES!!! I give it until Wednesday until I start seeing giant blue panda bears dancing to Debbie Gibson’s “Shake Your Love”:
I am MESSED UP. No seriously, this shit aint normal. Even though I like “Lost In Your Eyes” a hell of a lot better. So I do have to say that the urge of getting back into blogging again has been really helpful. A friend of mine brought up a great point about sometimes life gets in the way of doing the things you enjoy which are simple and you take for granted until you don’t do them anymore. I must say that this has been one of them. After taking time to read my past blogs…they were scathing as hell. At least I didn’t keep that rage inside and got it out in a forum where people could say “FUCK YOU, FUCKY!” or “I FUCKING AGREE WITH YOU, FUCKY!” which was always a great thing.
Today while I sat in my cubicle wondering what I’m heading for, wishing I could take myself to the sky (LOST IN YOUR EYES, BITCHES! TWO DEBBIE GIBSON REFERENCES IN ONE BLOG EQUALS WIN!) when something hit me. It was something I must have thought about before because it has been in literature for YEARS but from a logical standpoint it is one many adults just chalk up to living in “reality” but honestly…
WHAT HAPPENS TO A DREAM DEFERRED?
Now a lot of people say “I run my own business, that’s my dream!” which is fine but that is not what I mean. When I say a dream deferred, I am talking about when you were 7 or 8 and wanted to be a ninja or a vampire hunting ballerina? Now that sounds made up, but in the 6th grade there was a girl who said she wanted to be that and god damn it I should have married that crazy ass girl because THAT IS THE MOST AWESOME DREAM EVER. I digress. I mean, when I was young I wanted to be Batman and the only thing that really kept me from being Batman is I couldn’t decide which Batman I wanted to be. The Adam West Batman or the Frank Miller “The Dark Knight Returns” Batman. I thought it would be a good idea to be both but I don’t see Adam West breaking the arms of gang leaders nor the grizzled Batman doing the Bat-tusi or having shark repellant in his utility belt. Those dreams kind of just fade away…and for what? I am sure no one wakes up at 10 and says “I want to work in a cubicle and do the minimum with my potential” but at what point are the dreams we had as kids just…dreams? Not goals that seem a little hard to achieve but just ideas the dissolve like so much Alka-Seltzer after a bad night of tequila and Guinness? Maybe a dream…is a goal without the ambition to see it through to fruition? Just some of the things I think about when I wonder how I got where I am and how I lived this long. As a lot of you know…I have kind of lived a life that has been an adventure…that should be lived BY NO ONE. That should be the name of my book.
So another thing before I go because I really need to get some fucking sleep. As many of you know it was a few friends (You know who you are YC and KC. And Griff but part of our deal as friends is that we never admit when we are wrong AND HE CAN GO TO HELL FOR ALL THE TIMES HE BEAT ME AT NBA JAM. Fuck yo SNES, nigga) that have slapped some sense into me after my constant dipshittery and walking headlong into shit that was bad I should have seen a mile away. I am forever greatful, but there was a second person that got me through the last two years of ?WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” moments. That person was Christopher Titus.
Now it was tragic comedy when about 80% of his comedy specials I could go “AH HA!” and “I totally should have seen that! Specifically…her right hand” but at the end of the day there was nothing to do but…well, get over it. Oh, and quit being a wussy. No one goes through their childhood unscathed and the wounds you open as a teenager are the scars you must heal as an adult. If you can never heal those wounds, you will never get better and what holds you where you are will ultimately drown you. Whether it is ideals, motivations or people you have to jettison what doesn’t advance you and embrace what does. In other words:
Couldn’t have said it better myself: when shit hits the fan, step out of the way of the fan. The metaphor is so fucking awesome I will just let you sit and marinate on that until next time. I am tired as shit and I am checking out. I will try to be back at some point this week. It’s good to be back, peeps. It’s good to be back.
Chachi Out
Monday, November 29, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thanksgiving: The Day That Scott Pilgrim Saved America From The Cleveland Indians. I Don't Think That's What Happened...
So….we meet again. HOW THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?! So it has been about two months since I blogged and once again I have to apologize for the absence. It does make the heart grow fonder, much like how much I have missed my sanity and self-respect over the last 18 months or so. Those who know me best understand and for those of you reading this that DON’T know what I mean by that it’s quite alright. No need to rehash the bullshit. So in the famous words of Eric Bischoff, I’M BACK. Queue my theme music, Mr. Sound Man:
Yep, the master is back to dominate. With that being said, it is time to break my foot off in the ass of the blogosphere.
Fuck The World If They Can’t Adjust
So one thing I have learned in the later years of my life is that not everyone is going to like you. As a matter of fact, the majority of people should be too busy on their own lives to be concerned about what you do. Yet, it seems that everyplace I go, there seem to be haters. As B.o.b would say, there are haters everywhere we go. Now there is something to be said for people who honestly find a character flaw in your attitude or beliefs that are actually being a detriment to you and those people should not be seen as haters, but as people trying to help you…as long as their help is genuine. You can tell these people by what they want the end result to be and if they offer advice to fix the issue. If all they do is point out something that they think isn’t good about you or they flat out just talk that shit…congratulations! You have a hater! Relish in that fact; haters are like Chaos Emeralds in Sonic the Hedgehog. Get six and jump in the air and you become SUPER SONIC:
He IS the fastest thing alive and all. So if you have haters, the LAST thing you want to do is let these fuckwits stop you from being you. You know why? YOU ARE THE SHIT, THAT’S WHY! Unless what you do is hurting your ability to progress, fuck them haters in their hatin ass faces. I have some people out there that really need to hear this (And I needed to hear it earlier this year, thanks to the homies for that one) and if you don’t hear it from others, you are hearing from the Deuce:
You are the shit and fuck the world if they can’t adjust.
People hate on you because they want to BE YOU BUT CAN’T. They try to make you feel like they feel which is miserable because they don’t have the ability to carry themselves the way you carry yourself. They talk shit about you because they know that is the only way they can touch you and stop your shine. You know what, though? They can’t be you and you don’t want to be them so let them haters hate because that’s all they know how to do. Cheaters cheat, losers lose, bitches bitch and haters hate. If you are dating a hater that makes you feel like shit because you are being you, drop that dead weight and let it sink like the rap career of Kevin Federline. You have a friend that is always talking that shit when you try to do it bigger and better? Kick that sumbitch to the curb like Edward Norton in American History X. What am I trying to tell you? Katt, drop the knowledge on these people WILL YOU?:
In closing, I end this segment with one of my new phrases for 2011:
Those that can’t participate, hate.
Yeah, I am kind of in the mood right now. So there is something else I need to touch on real quick before I head out.
Self-Destruction Should Be Just That: SELF-DESTRUCTION
I have learned in my many years on this big blue orb we call Earth and living this crazy journey we call life that you can’t help those that don’t want to be helped. Save those that don’t want to be saved. It gets to the point that the monster you chase and seek to destroy is the monster that you become. Deep shit from a simple man, I admit. With that being said, when you go down the rabbit-hole to save someone, you cannot go so deep that you cannot get out yourself. I have said in many blogs that friendship is circular, give and take if you will. Just like any relationship if you give more than you get or vice versa then you are taking advantage of the relationship. Ask yourself when someone seems to be taking you down a road that you feel that you shouldn’t have to travel: if you needed their guidance down that road would they walk with you? I can honestly say that of my friends that I have been down with since jump street (You know who you are) that they would go down that road with me, have gone down that road with me and we both learned that either the gasoline wasn’t worth it (WALK AWAY ROAD WARRIOR!) or that the magic sword at the end of the graveyard was worth it because it’s dangerous out there and you’ll need it. You should totally take it.
Always remember, peeps. Help is not only as good as the person giving it, it is only as effective as the person accepting it. There comes a point that no matter how good of a friend they are that you have to walk them down that road and you will have to come to a stop for their benefit. Then tell them:
“The rest of this voyage you have to do on your own. I will watch you from here, but to go with you will not benefit you. I will be here for you when you find the answer. If you can’t find the answer alone, THEN I will walk with you.”
That right there to me is true friendship: knowing when to lead, when to follow and when to walk side-by-side with those you care about. What do I know; I’m just a man with a dream and a love of Korean pop. My mom thinks I’m a catch!
So that is all for now. It is good to be back and I want to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. If you are with your family and loved ones this year, please cherish the time with them. If I have learned nothing in 2010, it is that friendships based off of convenience come and go but true friendship is something that is based on giving. You take what you must and give all you can. Damn, I got to stop getting all emo and mushing during the holidays. I will be back to insulting Blacks and women in my next blog, I promise! PLEASE BELIEVE ME!
Oh, and I will likely do a 2010 People’s Choice blog again like I have done every year so if you want me to rant on something leave a comment or something like that. I’ll get to it. Again, have a Happy Thanksgiving, peeps!
Hell yeah, bird is the word!
Chachi Out
(DAMN IT FEELS GOOD TO SAY THAT AGAIN!)
Yep, the master is back to dominate. With that being said, it is time to break my foot off in the ass of the blogosphere.
Fuck The World If They Can’t Adjust
So one thing I have learned in the later years of my life is that not everyone is going to like you. As a matter of fact, the majority of people should be too busy on their own lives to be concerned about what you do. Yet, it seems that everyplace I go, there seem to be haters. As B.o.b would say, there are haters everywhere we go. Now there is something to be said for people who honestly find a character flaw in your attitude or beliefs that are actually being a detriment to you and those people should not be seen as haters, but as people trying to help you…as long as their help is genuine. You can tell these people by what they want the end result to be and if they offer advice to fix the issue. If all they do is point out something that they think isn’t good about you or they flat out just talk that shit…congratulations! You have a hater! Relish in that fact; haters are like Chaos Emeralds in Sonic the Hedgehog. Get six and jump in the air and you become SUPER SONIC:
He IS the fastest thing alive and all. So if you have haters, the LAST thing you want to do is let these fuckwits stop you from being you. You know why? YOU ARE THE SHIT, THAT’S WHY! Unless what you do is hurting your ability to progress, fuck them haters in their hatin ass faces. I have some people out there that really need to hear this (And I needed to hear it earlier this year, thanks to the homies for that one) and if you don’t hear it from others, you are hearing from the Deuce:
You are the shit and fuck the world if they can’t adjust.
People hate on you because they want to BE YOU BUT CAN’T. They try to make you feel like they feel which is miserable because they don’t have the ability to carry themselves the way you carry yourself. They talk shit about you because they know that is the only way they can touch you and stop your shine. You know what, though? They can’t be you and you don’t want to be them so let them haters hate because that’s all they know how to do. Cheaters cheat, losers lose, bitches bitch and haters hate. If you are dating a hater that makes you feel like shit because you are being you, drop that dead weight and let it sink like the rap career of Kevin Federline. You have a friend that is always talking that shit when you try to do it bigger and better? Kick that sumbitch to the curb like Edward Norton in American History X. What am I trying to tell you? Katt, drop the knowledge on these people WILL YOU?:
In closing, I end this segment with one of my new phrases for 2011:
Those that can’t participate, hate.
Yeah, I am kind of in the mood right now. So there is something else I need to touch on real quick before I head out.
Self-Destruction Should Be Just That: SELF-DESTRUCTION
I have learned in my many years on this big blue orb we call Earth and living this crazy journey we call life that you can’t help those that don’t want to be helped. Save those that don’t want to be saved. It gets to the point that the monster you chase and seek to destroy is the monster that you become. Deep shit from a simple man, I admit. With that being said, when you go down the rabbit-hole to save someone, you cannot go so deep that you cannot get out yourself. I have said in many blogs that friendship is circular, give and take if you will. Just like any relationship if you give more than you get or vice versa then you are taking advantage of the relationship. Ask yourself when someone seems to be taking you down a road that you feel that you shouldn’t have to travel: if you needed their guidance down that road would they walk with you? I can honestly say that of my friends that I have been down with since jump street (You know who you are) that they would go down that road with me, have gone down that road with me and we both learned that either the gasoline wasn’t worth it (WALK AWAY ROAD WARRIOR!) or that the magic sword at the end of the graveyard was worth it because it’s dangerous out there and you’ll need it. You should totally take it.
Always remember, peeps. Help is not only as good as the person giving it, it is only as effective as the person accepting it. There comes a point that no matter how good of a friend they are that you have to walk them down that road and you will have to come to a stop for their benefit. Then tell them:
“The rest of this voyage you have to do on your own. I will watch you from here, but to go with you will not benefit you. I will be here for you when you find the answer. If you can’t find the answer alone, THEN I will walk with you.”
That right there to me is true friendship: knowing when to lead, when to follow and when to walk side-by-side with those you care about. What do I know; I’m just a man with a dream and a love of Korean pop. My mom thinks I’m a catch!
So that is all for now. It is good to be back and I want to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. If you are with your family and loved ones this year, please cherish the time with them. If I have learned nothing in 2010, it is that friendships based off of convenience come and go but true friendship is something that is based on giving. You take what you must and give all you can. Damn, I got to stop getting all emo and mushing during the holidays. I will be back to insulting Blacks and women in my next blog, I promise! PLEASE BELIEVE ME!
Oh, and I will likely do a 2010 People’s Choice blog again like I have done every year so if you want me to rant on something leave a comment or something like that. I’ll get to it. Again, have a Happy Thanksgiving, peeps!
Hell yeah, bird is the word!
Chachi Out
(DAMN IT FEELS GOOD TO SAY THAT AGAIN!)
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