Monday, June 29, 2009

Who We Are & What We Do

I guess I have a hard time to figure out why those around me define others by what they do rather than who they are. I can't understand why someone's job is so important. I guess if someone's interests and talents are considered 'cool' to someone, it might lead them to think that a person is 'cool' based on their job. I don't think of myself as a teacher and would prefer others do the same. I force my college students to call me Ray cuz it is weird for me to have someone call me Mr. anything. I do not allow my job to define anything about me. I like stuff and it led me towards a job and that's cool. However, a job ain't me. I am me.

Therefore, I don't understand why the hell people are so crazy about Mr. Jackson. He is being praised as if he was God or something. His job as a singer did not make him a person. Let's face it...., he was an odd dude with serious issues. No one cared 1 week ago. Now that he is dead, everyone seems to 'feel bad' and everwhat else they can come up with to say in order to praise him. It is awesome to appreciate his talents and his music. Fine enough! I don't like it, but more power to you if you do. However, it is not him. He was a freak in many respects who gained the world, but lost everything in the process. His life makes me realize how little of importance money is fame are. It ain't even considered shit to me. I just don't want to live a crazy life like that and see no reason why a sane person would.

I never want what I do to define who I am. If I serve donuts, fish, lead a Bible study, run, teach or whatever, it ain't me. I also find it hard to believe that people look at others and judge them by their job. It is a job and they are working. That is cool all alone. They might like their job cleaning bathrooms. A jerk told me that I was never going to amount to anything at Tim Horton's cuz I had worked there for 10 years. What? How could you say that someone is worthless cuz of where they work? Just sayin...., jobs don't make people!

Friday, June 19, 2009

Many Things

I have thought many a thing in the last week that could have been a post worthy, but today I'll try and fit a few of them into one post. You know...., politics, religion and fun times is the best!

I can certainly believe that North Korea is about to do something dumb. Send a rocket our way and we'll wipe you off the face of the planet. The only problem with that is tons of people will certainly die and I'm sure that other groups will join in. Don't forget that Iran is a waitin' to rage too. You got the educated people and young people showing that living without freedom is against their idea of a good life. Lots of people hate Isreal there, so hey..., seems like a combo of bad stuff getting itself into a nice little line. I can't help but think that times are getting to be worse and worse. Forget the jobless rate in the states. People have been convinced that they need the One to provide for them. He can pay house payments and even give health care for everyone. I can see the praise and worship a rollin' in now. Arrr.... I guess if you kill people before they are borned, you ain't got to provide for them!

When I was a drivin' down the road the other day I seen a bug holding on for dear life on my window. I was going something like 45 mph when he finally fell off and done whatever. I wonder if he died. Who knows? I just kept looking over to see if he was still there. I sorta felt bad for the little guy for some reason. I guess I should have killed him like the One did to that fly. PETA would certainly like to write me a letter. LOL!

I'm so excited that my weekend class got cut in July. I was not too happy that I was gonna have to miss church for the last few weeks that I was going to be in Detroit before moving to Alaska. I'm totally goin' camping for a weekend and would love to fit in any amount of fun times on the weekends. I feel as if I'm on vacation only working 4 days a week. I ain't done that since high school. FUN TIMES!

Monday, June 8, 2009

The Cage

My mom has been asking for a dog for about six months. You have to understand that she flipped her shit about two years ago, so anything that might bring germs isn't the best of ideas. I said that I wouldn't get one for her, but I I finally did. We went to the pet store and got us a little puppy. He rocks. I generally hate dogs. However, this'n is sweet. He can hardly walk and he sounds more like a rabbit than a dog. Before I bought the puppy I got him a cage. I never thought that buying this stupid cage would cause me so much thought.

The little guy has to take him a pee about every 2 or 3 hours. He just ain't that big, so he can't hold hisself long. So me or my mom brings him outside to do his stuff and he mostly just jumps on us or 'runs' after us until he forgets that he is supposed to be taking a pee. While he is in the cage, he wants to pee. However, when he gets outside he'd rather play and forgets to pee. As soon as he stops playing, he takes a little leak.

I hate putting him in his cage. I feel so bad for him. He whines like a hurt pup. I do not like to hear him fuss and moan but leaving him out of his cage allows him to chew on tables and pee at everwhich place he wants. So, he'd probably hurt hisself and turd everywhere. So it helps him and us that he's in his cage when we are not at home. However, he hates it while it is happening. I went to thinkin' that sometimes life is like a cage. We don't even know what is out there that will hurt us, but those around us can see it from a mile away. It irks us that others tell us that certain things are not good for us, but we are blind to it. We want out of the cage of protection, but the grass is certainly not greener on the other side. I remember when I was a teen my family would warn me of stuff that I should not do. I done as I seen fit, then I paid for the consequences then or 5 years after. Our perspectives are always just as wide as our experiences and they ain't much compared to all of the knowledge in the universe.