Showing posts with label Cynics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cynics. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

MARRIAGE IS GREAT, WHEN TAKEN IN MODERATION


I think marriage is a wonderful institution, kind of like Disney World. When you enter marriage it's a lot like going to Magic Kingdom in the sense that there's wonder, joy, a little apprehension, some spending, and in the end you leave asking yourself why. Marriage quantity is also like Magic Kingdom in the sense that the more you go the more you spend and the less satisfied you are.

We jump into marriage sometimes too soon and sometimes not soon enough. Often times we go in because we fear living alone for a period of time or for the rest of our lives. Marriage can be the solution to a problem and a problem that never really needed solution to begin with. Sometimes we treat marriage like a ferris wheel with different colored pods.

I think it's vital we understand that those pods each have a different personality and they are likely to swing in ways we may not understand or appreciate. Marriage is wonderful in the same way that scolding hot coffee is wonderful, it keeps you up, worries you, and gives you a feeling of invincibility coupled with massive headaches.

I say marry with good intentions, live with better intentions and worry without consideration. If your marriage dissolves remember always that life is one and you must live on to fight another day.

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

TIME FOR A CHECK UP FROM THE NECK UP



I know this sounds like one of those self help entries but it's more of a common sense thing. I sometimes look down and think that this is it. I get that feeling that I've done something wrong and then I realize life's just begun. All I have to do is watch The Eric Andre Show and realize that if a freaking idiot like that made it, so can I. See, I told you this was a little more than self help and more like self serve.

I don't have much more to say because I am seriously tired and I have something interesting to do.

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

SO, IS IT FULL CIRCLE?


When you write for a living and you do it as a hobby you sometimes get that feeling like you are about to hit a wall. When that feeling comes I think of it as coming full circle. I have done 360 entries and I have an infinite number left and yet 360 is that first full circle. I like to write about current events, entertainment, anything that trends. I like to put a certain twist on everything, simply my opinion. At times I like to get deep and tell stories. I guess I have come to a full circle. Perhaps I will begin to write about things that make no sense.

On seconde thought, fuck it I'll just do whatever the hell I please and see how that works out.

Sunday, August 4, 2013

A DAY FOR REFLECTION


I often hear people refer to certain days as days for reflection. I think that the human condition merits reflection every single day should carry a period of reflection. Each day carries 24 hours and only 8 are spent sleeping, not in all cases. At the end of the week we have at least 90 hours we can reflect upon. I'm not suggesting that you grab a notebook and make notes on everything you've done, but using the mind to process a moment in time is a good way to spend idle time. I see Sundays as a good time to do some reflection.

I don't stop to reflect over a 112 hour period, but rather about times that have meant something. I sometimes think of days that shaped me, like my days as a youngster in elementary school. I remember the first time I asked a girl out, what a day. I asked this girl if she wanted to be my girlfriend, she said maybe an never anything again. I know that this girl liked me, if she didn't she wouldn't have been such a bitch.

Today is the Sunday I shall take to reflect on why some women are so fucking difficult. The way a woman reacts to you at an early age is a great indicator of how she will react in the future. If a girl says something and acts all weird later, she will play with you. If a girl says something and kicks your testicles, that girl will be the devil without the Prada.


Women are fascinating creations that make this world a better and more interesting place, that's why I love and respect all of them, except for Nancy Grace because I'm sure she hides a penis and testicles. Okay, I have reflected today and I hope I shall be a cleaner and better spirit for it. The chances are likely I'll still be tomorrow, comforting thought, for me at least.