A Reason To Hug Your Children Just a Little Bit Tighter

   I know a lot of better informed, well educated, and more in the know people have probably written about the shooting in Newtown, Ct. As a resident of Ct. I have thought alot about this event. All I got to say is...Please hug your child a little more. Thank God ( Allah, Shiva, The Goddess, or the great unfeeling void if that's your belief) that you still can, We will never know truly why this fucking coward of a man did what he did..Yup that's right he was a coward. He shot at children , unarmed educators, and ruined a sanctuary. He then  could not even have the sack to let the cops kill him the fucking dink. Sorry he deserved death but a slow agonising one ..Preferably at the hands of every single family to lose a child. I have been a cold person..Some say heartless....But sorry I have no sympathy for this POS of a POS ( ain't even gonna call him a man) . I don't care if he was mentally ill. I don't care if he was swayed by rock music, drugs, or even violent video games..Motherfucker should burn. It could of been my child...as easily as it could of been yours. Don't forget that...Love your children a little harder tonight. The are gonna need it.

A Business That Only Makes Money is a Poor Business

    That is a quote from Henry Ford. A man no one in this country will argue was a great businessman. This man states quite clearly that a business needs to make more then just money...God where is that sentiment now! I stand before a man of below average mean...Umm working poor if you will.  That's right I work forty hours and still sit quite uncomfortably under the poverty line of America. Now as much as I know I can turns this into a political rant bout the evils of big corporations, I don't mean to. I said that to say this...
    This blog I wanna try to show my steps to stop being a below average man to a man who has a chance to attain that American Dream. I will be talking a lot bout school ( I wanna be a veterinary assistant), work , and a shit ton of cool stuff that goes on in my life....Hope you come along for my ride people its gonna be a fun one!!

Just A Little About Me...

     I figured its about time I told you about myself. If you already know me feel free to skip to the bad jokes. Although, you might want more insight into me either way. I have lived a somewhat interesting life. One of my friends said I could write a book  and it would sell...I mean what do you call a book about a life time ghetto bunny? A Tale of Two Projects?  the Call of the Crackhead? Anywho, Its been a life both blessed and made harder by personal choices.
    To get this story started, I came into this world feet first. I like to say I came in kicking and screaming and just stayed that way . I was born to a single drug addicted mother and a father who decided the better part of valor was a quick escape. I lived a few years and time passed as it does. I spent a few years with family as my ma decided to clean up her act. ( AND by decided ) I mean that police came and raided the place of course. Besides growing up with a Grandma and Aunts instead of a mother and father my life was normal barring a few major blow outs and the occasional fight.
      At age ten, I moved back in with a clean and sober ma and lived with her until I was eighteen. I met a few friends. I dated a few girls. The usual of lives was lived. I also gained a sister who I say I helped raise.
      At eighteen I was thrown out due to a combination of overage boning and weed consumption. My ma was back to smoking and I was boning my girlfriend. A honest lie to get out the house and a fight later I was living on my own..well next to my Grandma. What can I say in rough times alot of times I turned to my grandmother. I know probably my family would assume I can't stand them or that I am some kind of black sheep. I always wanted to please them. I never could so I stopped trying. This was a hard choice and lead to many fights...
         That would continue until I was married and had kids of my own. That's right I had progeny. They will be forever known as Bone, Tank, and Princess. Marriage and fatherhood ain't easy. it is also two things that while I do okay it hardly been something that comes natural. There has been growing pains and frustration but least I didn't run away...Just saying ....Not looking at either my ma and pa.....or saying that they left me emotional unable to cope....:) 
           Now I am older  ( or just old that works too) and Its been a fun roller coaster ride being me. I mean who else can say that they got a ride to work from a crackhead. Or got fired by a guy who also got fired for stealing lol. I have met celebrities and low lives. Have had welfare Christmases and tax day shopping sprees ..
             Guess the only thing to say about me is a quote from a wrestler that I like..Anytime they think they have the answer. I change the questions lol....