Like life

At this moment. My life is a car.
Used. Then discarded. And back being put back on the market. Tired and worn out. With diminished value and many miles. Tired. Needing an overhaul.

Few people

Many people make it to 19 years of service with and sacrifice to a company. Very few make it to 20.

Snow White

Rachel zegler is attempting a brand refresh after her disastrous Disney stint. Maybe there's a lesson that persistence pays off
No matter what.

Too keep filed for future use.

Trump is a dummy

Bobo whatever his name is from Israel played Trump like a fiddle by catering to his ego. So instead of Israel fucking around with Iran the United States did it. What an idiot. Maybe Trump is a stupid son of a bitch.

Not good

It's not good when the painkillers stop working. Something is broken inside at it's not pancreatitis. My wife says go back to the hospital. Those morons obviously didn't find the problem. So now what?

Duke’m Nuke’m

If the Donald wants to strike Iran, do it to finish it not just a warning signal. End it once and for all.

There are other countries to destroy. We can start with Iran.

Work

Every day at work is worse than the one the day before.

Being at work is like being on the titanic. We've hit the iceberg and taking on water. Those in control are re-arranging the deck chairs fully thinking it will prevent the ship from sinking.

Until someone in a position of influence asks what are you doing and says this won't work, they're going to keep taking on water. It doesn't matter. I figure the upper echelon of the executive class gets three years to fix the problem. It never gets fixed and they get thrown off the boat with a life raft full of money.

And we'll bring more people on and the cycle repeats itself. Meanwhile those making this bitch go are in a pressure cooker while everyone else is trying to justify their job with bullshit that doesn't matter.

Make sure to check out our African culture diaspora community resource group and celebrate black music or join a gay pride parade celebrating homosexuality and drag queens.

Better yet - realize the front line does everything it can to be successful and the morons in charge are too focused on missing a trivial goal not realizing the circumstance behind the miss. Be thankful it wasn't a bigger miss.

WGAF? It's getter harder to justify the mess that is handed to me on a daily basis.

This industry is for naïve and bravado of teenagers. This company is run by children. Not the executives. Those that feed the executives with data and plans that are useless. They couldn't turn an airplane in the time we're allotted if their life depended on it. These twerps are telling the rest of us what to do and how to do it. Until you can do it - stfu.

Where you stick it

No one deserves a special month of recognition or a special flag to recognize who they love, what they do in the bedroom or where they stick their dicks.


This isn't pride month. It's mental illness celebration month. These people don't want to be acknowledged and accepted. They want to be celebrated and encouraged. For things they should be ashamed of.

Tattoo doesn't make you cool. It makes you a fool. If it was up to me, I'd cut off where ever the ink starts. Like an amputation. Or a rehabilitation of the sickness in the head that they choose to advertise on their bodies. Some people would. E nothing more than an ear, to or head after they were rehabilitated.  A stump?  Idk?!?!?

Every head with hair dyed a color of the rainbow is disturbed. They want to be seen when they've been invisible and picked on their entire lives. Misfits.

Celebrate their insanity.

Rap

Stop! Collaborate and listen….

Autistic dating show

There's a reality tv show about autistic people dating. It shows commentary from family and shows the contestants interacting with each other.

It makes me extremely uncomfortable to listen to the show from the other room. It's like these people are being used as entertainment to everyone watching. This doesn't sit well with me. The people are a bit quirky and say things you and I might find quirky or unconventional.

It's the equivalent of watching people with Down's syndrome interact with each other and laughing at them. Is this really any different?

I may have an in appropriate sense of humor 99% of the time yet this seems wrong.

Imagine two napoleon dynamites in a social setting. Awkward and uncomfortable.

Corky's date night? I don't know. That's wrong too.

Diversity

Andrew Cuomo was giving a speech bragging on the diversity of New York with 180 languages spoken in the public school system. It is the strength of their diversity.

No. It's not. It's the weakness of inefficiency and bloated education system. How can education possibly be effective if you have to communicate the same information a 180 different ways? Or work towards merging 180 different languages into a common English.

Diversity is ridiculous. For society to work there needs to be some commonality.

If anything 180 languages says we have no standard and being in America is a free for all that can't possible unite in ideology, language or culture.

Lingo

Meaningful. Lean in. Journeying. Being seen. Visible. Connect. Acknowledge. Celebrate. Recognize. Reward. Diverse.  Equitable.  Just. 

I don't know how to function in a world like this.

Cheeba

Say wut you talkin' 'bout, yo?

I’m sorry

I'm sorry the rest of the world is a shithole. That doesn't mean you get to come turn our country into one. If you're here illegally flying a flag other than that of the United States, please leave. Your allegiance is to your home county and all you're doing is raping, pillaging and plundering ours.

About a week ago

I saw my dad for a visit with just me and him. It wasn't a good visit. I'd say it was a bad visit. He the conversation is awkward yet being together is familiar. I run through a list of topics. What's new. What's going on with work. What the kids are doing. Does he need anything. What's he had for recent meals. Current events.

He wanted to show me how fast his new modem is. That was awkward because he has problems operating his mouse and keyboard due to the Parkinson's. He finally gets a website to come up. I didn't see anything particular speedy. But play the game and comment about how amazing it is. There's really no difference in how fast a website pulls up. Then he flips screens and has been watching mom's funeral again. I think he watches often; commenting on what a nice service we put together for her.

Then he asked me 'his was Mother's Day?' I'm like what the hell? It was different. Not wanting to discuss with him. It's like he poked the bear. He wanted more details and I was like how do you think it was? Then he looked at me. I asked him how it was for him. He said what do you think?

That was awkward. I decided I don't want to discuss the topic with him again. I asked if he still sees a therapist. Yes. Professionally or socially? Both. Good. You should keep doing that.

He wasn't particularly caring or loving to my mom ever since he got diagnosed with Parkinson's and with drew into what I call his own bullshit. His problems. His challenges. From my perspective he ignored hers. For years. Never took her to the doctor or dentist when he was able and making sure he saw his doctor and dentist. He fed her junk food and made sure there was always cookies, cakes and Diet Coke available. When she couldn't eat he left her in the dining room. He didn't keep her company and as far as I know never tried to feed her myself. When I was there I would sit with her if I found her the meal table. I'd feed her when I saw her struggling to eat.

Towards the end he would barely speak to her or look at her. He was cold and callous. To his wife of nearly 56 years. When the end was coming he barely sat with her and barely touched her, barely talked to her or barely held her hand. Like what the f dude? I told him once the opportunity to do so was slipping away and mom needs to hear your voice and hear you love her. She won't understand me. She may not respond to your voice but her heart feels you and hears you. It wasn't until the day before she died he actually sat and held her hand. I don't know if he ever verbalized anything to her. But he watched everyone else come through the room talk to her, touch her and love on her.

Then to want to talk about it now is pretty rich. Infuriating. You watched everyone love on mom while she was dying and now you want to talk about it. It's been 3 months. For me the door has closed on having those kinds of discussions.

When we moved into our current house my wife got very sick and nearly died. In a medically induced coma for two weeks. I saw her daily. I held her hand. I read books to her. Played videos of the kids that she couldn't see. I know what it's like to have a wife on her death bed. And I know what it's like not knowing if she is going to live. I know what it's like not knowing if I will see her alive again.

The difference with my mom is the outcome was known.

I don't think he knew the outcome or maybe he couldn't deal with the outcome. I refused to accept that outcome with my wife and understood the outcome with my mom.

Now I worry if I am damaging my relationship with my dad. He wants to conduct therapy sessions about my mom's dying. I've dealt with it in a way that I understand and am comfortable with. I don't know how to deal with my feelings toward him and my judgement of how he treated or mistreated her.

I've written about realizing my parents flaws. Their brokenness. I don't write about my brokenness or my flaws. I don't want to deal with our brokenness around my mom or her brokenness. Cherish the good times. Accept the bad. And let everything else rest in peace.

Trumpet and the musket

Trump uses people for his own agenda. If I was musk I'd be pissed about the big beautiful bill after spending the last 5 months identifying fraud and waste in the government only to have the trumpets recklessly spend money on pork and other wasteful spending.

Every expenditure is worthy to someone and wasteful to someone else. A lot like tattoo.

Flight delay

We took a 17 minute delay because the flight crew was caught in traffic between the crew hotel and the airport due to a major accident.

What are you going to do to mitigate that?

Next time I will rent a van and drive to the opposite side of the accident from the direction the crew is traveling. Call them and ask them to disembark their crew shuttle and walk through the accident where I will happily transport them the remainder of the way to the airport.

Good questions breed exceptional solutions.

Cruise industry

Nothing is quite as extravagant or wasteful of resources as the modern cruise industry. The largest cruise ship has multiple pools and waterslides. They literally transport hundreds of gallons of water to swim in on a vehicle that sails on water. On top of that they probably have an entire warehouse of food consumed by guests. The food is pooped into the shit tanks on the vessel and either transported to be dumped in port or dumped at sea. All it does is burn fuel to do nothing more than entertain the first world while hauling all their consumables and excrement in a circle. Excess. Waste.

No tax

No tax on tips. No tax on overtime. No tax on social security. Democrats unanimously voted against all three. The level of greed among said democrats is second to none.

It used to be

It used to be our table. I supposed I should feel lucky enough to have a seat at their table.

June

The worst month of all. Hijacked by the freaks and weirdos for their pride month.

The world needs more testosterone and more masculinity. Preferably toxic masculinity.

These soft soy boys are an insult to anyone and everyone with a penis.

Society has been neutered by the love everybody and treat everyone with kindness movement.

The world is an ugly place. The sooner this fact is understood by the masses, the sooner the world will get back on track and functioning better.

Until then…. It's a slow and casual slide to gayness.

Just because you dress like a slob and have facial hair doesn't make you a man if you're a pillsbury dough man. Grow some hair in your balls and be a man.

The texting starts at 0623

Anywhere between 0600 and 0630 the texting begins. It's either someone bragging or complaining about station performance. I never liked this part of the job. It's psychotic and the participants are crazy.

The last 1.5 years

Have been a disappointment on all fronts. What came of it? I was here for my mom's death. It's probably the only productive part of my time in this city.

Professionally, I view this chapter in life as a mistake. A huge error in judgement. Miscalculated. Crying over spilled milk isn't going to help the situation. So what? Now what?