Good morning and happy Tuesday kids. I hope that you enjoy your day to the fullest, no matter what goes down.
As for me?
I’m just getting ready to start my eight hours of hard labor… OK, OK,
OK, OK, I’m just fucking with you. If everything goes as schedule,
which most of the times doesn’t, it should be a nice day at the salt
mines. Fingers crossed.
On a weekend note! I’m
just dying to start my four-day Thanksgiving weekend tomorrow, after I
leave the salt mines. But no worries kids, I’m not planning on drinking
for shit. After my last weekend fucked up hangover experience, trust me I
learned a big ass lesson.
since around my mid 40’s, I’ve been noticing, that even though I have
been drinking the same amount of alcohol on the weekends as always, the
hangovers have been kind of like lasting longer or getting worst. As a
matter of fact, I thought that it was all in my head, so I did some
research about it, and found out that hangovers do get worst with age, because our metabolism is slowing down, so it takes our body longer to eliminate alcohol from our blood.
My conclusion? That I’m and old man and I have to stop the weekend drinking bullshit once and for all. I guess that instead of drinking on the weekends, I should start going to the senior center for fun.
morning and TGIF kids. I hope that you enjoy your day to the fullest.
Remember, we are just a few hours away from starting our weekend. So don’t let no asshole fuck it up for you no matter what happens… Learn to just walk away… Just walk… away.
As for me? I’m just up to my usual, putting in 8 hours of hard labor at the salt mines. Then when everything is said and done, I’ll run home like a crazy person, get naked, put on my pink Speedo and pink flip flops, rub butter all over my body and run around the apartment yelling out… “I’M FREE! I’M FREE! I’M FREE!”.LMMFAO!I bet you madafakas would love to see that shit. But guess what? It ain’t happening, because when I get home, I’m just going to be chilling like a villain.
Good morning and happy Thursday kids. I hope that you enjoy
your day to the fullest and remember, a mind is a terrible thing to waste. Don’t
believe me? Just look around at the smartphone zombies… Now that is some
scary shit right there.
As for me? Yesterday I had my November
session with my shrink, and he was not very happy with me. OK, this is the
deal. He was OK with me drinking on my 50th birthday, but he wasn’t
OK with me drinking last Saturday night… even though I didn’t binge like I
usually do. So, we had a long discussion, and we decided that I should go on a
med, that will help me with my drinking. As a matter of
fact, I had a thing happening on Saturday, so that means that I won’t be
attending, because there is going to be some drinking going on, and I know
Good morning and happy hump day boys and girls. I hope that
you enjoy your day to the fullest, and that you don’t take your meals for
granted. I remember that when I was a kid, and didn’t want to eat what my
mother cooked, she reminded me, that there were children going hungry in other
countries. As a matter of fact, for the past few months, I’ve found myself saying
the same thing to others.
As for me? Yesterday on my way home from
the salt mines, while waiting on the train station platform, out of all the
people there, a 13 to 14 years old kid approached me, and asked me for a dollar
to buy something to eat. I didn’t think twice, before reaching into my pocket
and giving him my last two dollars. He said thank you and walked away. The kid
had his hair cut, was clean and had a backpack, as a matter of fact, he looked
like a school kid. He didn’t look like a street kid or a drug addict.
As he walked away, the only thing that I hoped was, that whatever
it is, that is going on in his life, he gets through it. I wished that I could
have given him more money, but that was all that I had on me. Even as I wrote
this post, I couldn’t stop thinking about him.
Good morning and happy Tuesday kids. I hope that you enjoy
your day to the fullest and don’t let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what
For no reason at all, on my way to the salt mines this morning, I felt like SHIT! Yep, you read that right, like SHIT! As a matter of fact, I fought
hard with my mind, in order to be able to write this post. But no worries kids,
it comes with the territory… you know, dealing with Bipolar II, OCD and
The good news is, that after listening to some pick me up
House music on my headphones and having breakfast, right now I’m feeling
better. As a matter of fact, a couple of nights ago, I decided to go back on my
crazy meds Buspirone and Prozac. The thing is, that I feel that for a couple of
weeks, I have been on a mental roller coaster. So I’m going to see how that
goes. Fingers crossed.
Good afternoon and happy Monday boys and girls. I know it really sucks getting back to the grind on Monday, but hey… it is what it is. Plus, it pays the bills and keeps the collectors away.
As for me? Yesterday, death was literally around the corner from home. A New Jersey man was found dead in his double-parked car. When my wife and I went outside to investigate, the cops and the ambulance were already at the scene, and had put up the dreaded white sheets to cover the deceased. There was no sign of foul play, so I can only say that it looked like he died of natural causes, but hey, I’m not medical examiner.
What keeps going around my mind, are the many people that
worry so much about how they look, what others think or say about them, how
much wealth and or fame they have. And then… they just die. That’s the reason
why I try to play nice with others, because in the end, nobody makes out alive.
Good morning and Happy Sunday kids. I hope that even though most
of you, just like me, hate Sundays because it means that we are heading on back
to the salt mines tomorrow, enjoy your day to the fullest.
As for me? I’ve been trying to figure this
one out. How can a celebrity that keeps fucking up time and time again. Gets
arrested driving drunk or high multiple times. Gets diagnosed with a mental
illness overnight. Goes to rehab before his/her next court hearing. Then
suddenly, is a mental health advocate with thousands of supporters? Meanwhile,
people like you and I, who have been dealing with mental illness for most of
our lives, are left to fend on our own? I mean, really? I don’t get it.
QUESTION: If you have to unnecessarily spend $100.00 to save $10.00, did you actually save anything?