“…that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.”
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Gross – Inside and Out
It’s a gross day here in New York, and that seems to be matching my overall mood.
The world feels like an awful place again, and I really don’t want to spiral down into the doom hole of no salvation. I try to stay positive for the kid, and most of what is happening in the country and the world goes over her head. But those days are numbered. She’s getting older and more aware each day. But, besides that, I don’t like using my kid as the excuse for why I need to get out there and fight for what I believe in.
No. The reason I want to get out there, protest, speak out, and do something is simply because it’s the right thing to do. I will still hold to the day I die that the overwhelming majority of people on this planet know what the right thing to do is. It is our duty as human beings to encourage all people to listen to their moral code, to that voice in them that wants to do right, that’s wants justice, that wants fairness, that knows that all humans deserve dignity and respect.
It’s gross because, we are here, again. Again, basic human decency and respect has to be defended.
I’m tired of this shit, but here we are.
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ODDS and ENDS: Rock Stars in the 70’s, Cologne, and Mr Moustache
(Won’t you believe it? It’s just my luck…)
Okay, so if you were to ask me which decade had the better pop/rock music (60’s or 70’s,) I would clearly go with the 60’s. (My Beatles fandom should have given that away.) But what decade was it better to be in a rock band? Well, that has to be the 70’s. The main reason I will say that has to do with how male rock stars looked; which was awful. Sure, some people totally rocked denim suits and had the right hair, but on the whole, honestly, you could look anywhere from “awful” to a “normal guy,” and could be considered a star. You could be a little pudgy, or really hairy – no one cared. It was the “You Be You” decade of rock stars.
I don’t ware cologne anymore. This isn’t some big choice or stand I am making when it comes to hygiene or scents. No, I have never bought myself cologne. I have had cologne, but that was due to the person I was dating, or wife, buying it for me. It’s just one of those things that never crosses my mind that I need to have. I mean, I think I take pretty good care of my self – again, I believe I have good hygiene. But smell good stuff… Yeah, never think about it. Not that I am opposed, just… you know… Not my thing.
I am down to the final week of the moustache. Actually, the final nine days. I don’t mind it, but I also don’t think it looks right on me. It’s better than the beard, which I might not go back to for a very long time. I have noticed that people do react differently to me. My guess is that they think I am either a cop or a firefighter. But, more like a cop or firefighter that is compensating for something.
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Out for the Day
Busy day; will write more later.
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ODDS and ENDS: Cough it Out, An Empty Theatre, and NFL Predictions
(How much do you commit yourself…)
I wouldn’t go as far as to say that the kid has a cold, but she has something that has given her a stuffy nose, and a slight cough. And with this cough, it sounds all wet like she’s breaking something up in her throat. Except she refuses to cough and break that phlegm up. And, I know this might be hard to believe, but it makes me a little nuts. I just want her to cough, get it out, you know. But she thinks she’ll throw up, which creates a perpetual motion machine of frustration for all parties.
For the record, being in an empty theatre, with a ghost light sitting on the deck, is about as close to a feeling of going to church that I can have.
Commanders and the Bills in the Super Bowl. But I would also be fine with the Commanders and the Chiefs. In all honesty, as long as Philadelphia doesn’t win the Super Bowl I will be happy
