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I KNOW THAT I CAN'T CHANGE THE WORLD, BUT IF I CAN PUT A SMILE ON YOUR FACE THEN I'VE DONE MY JOB IN THIS WORLD.
Well my baby had a party the other night
The party was gettin' dead
I spied a piano in the corner
Looked at my baby and said
Baby let me bang your box, baby let me bang your box
Baby let me play your eighty-eight
I'm gonna bang 'til the whole house rocks
When I was young they called me Piano Bill
When I was young they called me Piano Bill
'Cause I played so fine I gave everybody a thrill
(Oh) baby let me bang your box, baby let me bang your box
Baby let me bang your box, (hey) baby let me bang your box
Baby let me play your eighty-eight
I'm gonna bang 'til the whole house rocks
I've been bangin' since I was a kid of four
I've been bangin' since I was a kid of four
I've been bangin' along 'til I can't bang no more
Oh-oh baby let me bang your box, baby let me bang your box
Baby let me bang your box, hey baby let me bang your box
Well baby let me play your eighty-eight
I'm gonna bang 'til the whole house rocks
I've been playin' piano, large and small
But you've got the best piano of all
I banged everyone in the neighbourhood
Never banged one that sounds so good
I've got a shuffle, a back beat, a boogie woogie too
But when I play my jelly roll you won't know what to do
Baby let me bang your box, baby let me bang your box
Oh, baby let me play your eighty-eight
I'm gonna bang 'til the whole house rocks
Bang, bang, bang Mister Bill, bang, bang, bang Mister Bill
Bang, oh-oh, bang Mister Bill, Gee but you give me a thrill
(Bang, bang, bang Mister Bill)
Bang, oh-oh, bang Mister Bill, Gee but you give me a thrill
(Bang, bang, bang Mister Bill)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-acapo
The loss of one's possessions.
Does anybody ever have trouble letting go of old possessions? Do you ever get upset when you lose something? Does it bother you when something you had yesterday. You no longer have today? Or do you just accept it as part of life try and find a replacement for whatever you no longer have and just move on. I personally have trouble getting rid of old things or accepting that I have lost one or more of my possessions. Maybe it's me, but I seem to become very attached to my possessions. Sometimes I just love that object to begin with, and other times it is because I realized all the hard work and sweat I went into earning money to purchase that object. Sometimes it's just the pride of ownership. Sometimes it's just you have something for so long and you work on it or fix it or modify it to a point where you've made it your own. It is something unique. Therefore, it is very special to you because you helped make it or change it in some way. Other times these objects will remind you of people and places that you have been or are no longer in your life. Like when a friend gives you a souvenir when they went on a vacation. You have it for years, because it means something special to you.
I have this problem and it has been eating away at me for months. I tried to let it go. But I just can't seem to do that. I have lost several of my possessions, and it really bothers me. Even though I don't need these to survive, they still meant a lot to me. Let me see if I can explain okay.
Have you ever lent somebody something of yours? Have you ever borrowed anything off of somebody else? What would you do if someone lent you something, let's just say for instance, a music CD. You borrowed this CD off a friend because you liked it. Maybe you wanted to record it and make a copy for yourself or maybe you just wanted to listen to it to see if you liked it enough to go buy one. Either way, a friend trusted you with their possession. They gave it to you on good faith that you would return it undamaged in the future to them. Unfortunately, you don't get it back. Would you want your friend to go buy you another CD? If you lost or broke a CD you borrowed from a friend, would you buy them another one and say here. I broke your CD so I bought you a new one to replace the one that I borrowed. I am the type of person that would replace your object. If I broke or misplaced it. I believe that friendship is more important than material possessions. So to maintain my friendship trust and faith. I would do what I could to replace what ever I lost that was not mine. This is just me and I know for a fact that most people would be like sorry. I lost your CD, and I am not going to replace it for you, but we're still friends, right? I am not that type of person. I would keep my promise and make good. So the trust that you have in me and our friendship would remained rock solid.
I have a real problem with lending people my stuff. It seems that most of the time when I entrust my possessions to another person either, I don't get it back, or I get it back in terrible condition. This is why over the years. I've very rarely lend anything out to people even if they are extremely good friends. I am just sick and tired of losing my possessions or getting them back destroyed. Unfortunately it seems as though I never seem to learn my lesson. I inevitably believe that this time, this person, or this friend will not let me down. And that way I can share something with them but still have the confidence that I will get it back in good condition. Why do I always do this? I just know that I won't get it back or it will be fucked up!
Last summer I was talking with an old friend of mine that I have not seen in a very long time. We got to talking about music, and I found out that this friend had virtually no music left. You see a while back before I had contact with him. He told me he had a house fire and lost most of his possessions. Part of it was his music collection. I felt bad for him. I really did. He seemed honest and sincere enough. So I thought maybe I might be able to help my friend out because I have such a large collection of music. So I decided to lend him a large quantity of my backup music CD collection. We talked about a lot of different bands that he wishes that he had again. So I looked through my collection and decided to lend him some. This was a very big mistake on my part.
Back around the year 2000 I bought my first home audio compact disc recorder. This was a large step up from cassette tapes. I used the CD recorder to make my own personal best of's from my large music collection. Then I decided to start making backup copies of all the store-bought CDs that I own. It actually took me years to do this, and thousands of dollars. I never got a chance to make backup copies of all my vinyl album's. This is an ongoing project that may take me the rest of my life. Anyways, I'm getting a little off the subject. I liked the idea of making copies of my music that way. My store-bought CDs can stay home safe and sound and if I ever lost or scratched up a backup copy. I would still have the original, and it did not cost me that much money per CD. I could use these backup CDs to take to work or out to parties and even use while driving.
So I decided to lend some of my collection to my friend. I gave him a large CD binder that held 256 CDs. My friend was very grateful and appreciative when I showed up at his house and said here I'll lend you this if you promise to take good care of it And gave it back to me in a timely manner. He agreed and thanked me very much and said he would start burning the CDs to his computer. I know it would take him a while to do it because I started to put my music collection on my computer and it took forever and a day. And I barely scratched the surface of how much music I have. I believe I have recorded 400 or 500 GB worth of songs on my computer.
Shortly after I lent my friend All this music. I had problems with the city trying to tow my car's. I did not have a lot of money and actually even today, I still don't have a lot of money, but I needed to do something quickly, before the city towed my cars, and it would cost me thousands of dollars. I remember talking to my friend about this and he said he might be able to help me out. He said, just bring your car here and I have plenty of space in my driveway and you could store it here for as long as you like. I asked him, are you sure about this? Will it be okay with your landlord? What happens if you decide to move? He reassured me that he was extremely cool with his landlord and there would be absolutely no problem having the car sit there for a while. He also said if I decide to move, we would use my triple a "AAA" and have it towed to my new house for free. don't worry about it friend. I gotcha covered. I wasn't sure if I should do this, but I was in a bind and I decided to trust my friend. I know in my heart. I kept thinking maybe I should find another solution like borrowing money from my father and putting the car in a actual storage facility. I know this will cost me a lot of money that is the main reason I decided to take my friend up on his offer, because it was free and it would not cost me anything. I also figured. I am sure I can do something for my friend to make up for his hospitality. Then I remembered I was lending him some of my music, and when he was done with that first set of CDs I would give him more. I said it may not be much but if I can share my music collection with him. That would be just as good as letting him store my car for me until I can come up with the money to get it fixed properly. So in my mind. It was an even trade I would do him a favor and he would do me a favor. Sound fair right? What are friends for, to help each other out!
Now comes the hard part. My friend tells me when he decided to move that his landlord came to his house when he was in the middle of a move and flipped out. My friend only was able to get half of his possessions out of the house before the landlord freaked out. His landlord locked him out of his old house, and any possessions of his that he did not have out of the house. The landlord took My friend's stuff and tells me that the landlord said he owed him money. My friend assured me that he was paid up and the landlord had no right to do this. I felt extremely bad for my friend because he lost a lot of his possessions. Then he had to tell me the hard part. That the landlord had my CDs. He also told me that the day he moved out that my car was there. Two days later he went back to the house to get the car to bring it to his new house and the car was gone. Since I know for a fact there was no battery in the car and the car needed some motor work done there is absolutely no way somebody could have drove the car off on its own power. Someone had to use a tow truck. Since my friend said he did not do it, the only person that we believe could have done It was the landlord. Truthfully, who is just going to steal a 30 year old car out of someone's driveway? It is just a regular old car. It's not like it's a fabulous hot Rod that screams steel me! Steal me! Believe me more than likely, if you were going to steal my car you were only stealing it so you could turn it in for money at the scrap yard. The problem is most places that recycle cars need the actual title for the car before they are allowed to destroy it.
The problem was, can we prove that the landlord took my car? Apparently not. We went to the police and filed a report about my car being stolen. The police seem very unhelpful and very un-cooperative in this matter. My friend said that a few days before we made this report him and his wife filed a report against his landlord for my friends possessions that he no longer has that the landlord is withholding because he says my friend owes him money. My friend told me, don't worry about it, because we are going to take this to the magistrate, and even if he sold your car and my possessions we should at least be able to get compensated for our loss. I believed my friend. I figured at least if I can't have my car and CDs back I should be able to get something out of it. I am still very upset that I no longer have my car or my CDs. I can always make more CDs the problem is. I need the time, and the money to do it. It took me over six months just to burn the case of CDs I lent my friend.
Now my car is a different story. I loved that car! Most people won't understand, because they say it is just a car. You should just let it go. I can't just let it go! This was my first car. I did so much work on that car over the years that it actually became part of me. I've changed motors, transmissions, drive shafts, and body parts on that car. I've rebuilt the brakes and the steering system. I put a lot of blood sweat and tears into that car. That is the main reason I did not want to let it go in the first place. It was something that I put so much time into, that it actually became part of me. It's really hard to explain. It's kind of like trying to give a piece of your soul away. That's how I felt about this car. I am so upset that I lost it and will probably never ever, ever see it again! I keep kicking myself for thinking why did I take the cheap way out. Why didn't I just borrow money from my father and stored it properly. But no! I had to take the cheap way out and trust a friend. I trust a friend with a piece of my soul, and they let me down! I know, supposedly it was not his fault that my car is now gone, but I trusted him with it. So now what am I supposed to do? I trusted you!
I trusted a friend, but he let me down. Do I believe what he tells me? In the beginning almost 6 months ago I had no reason to doubt that he was telling me the truth. But this was back in September and now it is February. Since this incident I've only seen my friend maybe twice and I had to drive to his house over 45 minutes away to see him and only talk to him one or two times on the telephone. This was way back in October. Since then I've had no contact with my friend, and even when I try to get in contact with him by leaving him e-mails or telling another friend that sees him on a regular basis to please contact me, but he doesn't. I can't call him on the phone because I do not have long distance. And even if I could call him my other friend says he seems to have major phone problems with his phone being turned on and off frequently in the last few months. It is as if my friend is avoiding me. So what am I supposed to do? What should I think? I mean, I still believe that my friend was telling me the truth but since it has been months. I tend to have my doubts that my friend has told me the entire truth about this matter. Was he really paid up on his rent? Because I can't seem to think why a landlord would want to hold your possessions unless you actually owed him a lot of money. I don't see how he can get away with taking your possessions and unless you owe him lots and lots of money I don't understand why my friend never pursued this lawsuit against his landlord. It seems to me, you need to pursue this as soon as possible and not wait two years or so down the line before you do anything about it.
I have been screwed over by many people I once thought were my friends since I have a lot of experience with people that somehow, someway screw you over. I tend to wonder when something starts to happen to me again. Can I actually trust this person, or are they playing me? Unfortunately, there are way too many dishonest people in the world. I see this on a daily basis from perfect strangers that I meet. It just makes me sad and upset that sometimes people you trust, are just using you to get something that they want.
I really don't believe that this friend of mine is trying to screw me over. But I am really not sure what to do about it. I really don't want to lose the friendship I have with this person because it goes way way back. I have lost friendships from people that I care about over a lot less bullshit than an old car and a bunch of CDs. Should I hold my friend responsible for the loss of my possessions or to some how Just let it go and move on like nothing has ever happened. Like I stated in the beginning, it is very hard for me to let something go. So I have a real dilemma.
I really don't know what to do. Should I continue to be friends with him and just go on like nothing happened? Do I ask him to compensate me for my possessions? After all, I did trust him with them. So should he be liable to pay me for them? Now I've watched enough court shows on TV to know that I might have a case against him. That is if I had enough proof I could take him to small claims court and be compensated for my loss. But they're a big pain in the ass! Besides, you need to really have a lot of proof and documentation to win your case. So I really don't think I'm going to sue my friend, because I no longer have certain possessions. I'm still left with, should I continue to be friends with him or not? If I remain friends with him Should I demand compensation? I know most people would say, just let it go. And I know I should, and it seems petty, but I guess I'm just not ready to let it go and continue to be friends with this person.
I thought maybe our friendship would be okay and it would endure if he actually decided to compensate me for my loss. In reality, I would want my car and my CDs back. I know that's not going to happen. If it were me and the roles were reversed. I would do whatever I could to pay back my friend and keep my friendship. At the very least I would start by giving him a bunch of blank CDs and a pack of sharpie markers and say here At least you can start making new copies of your CDs. That would be a start.
I really don't want money for the car. I know money would be great right now but what I really want is my car. The only way I'd probably be happy if he actually went out and found me a car. The same year, make, and model or one pretty darn close to it and bought it for me. Since the car was old and needed work. It's not like I want him to find me a pristine model. Just one that might need a little bit of work, but I would like another car. Exactly like what I had. I believe that is the only thing that would actually make me happy, other than getting my original car back.
Does this seem like too much to ask for in a friendship? To spend between five hundred dollars and two thousand dollars for an old used car? I know they're not that expensive because I look on eBay all the time for cars exactly like mine. Just to get it idea of how much they're still worth and selling for. The problem is, most of them are pretty darn far away and having somebody transport it here or taking the time to get to where the car is and drive the car back is when it becomes expensive. As I often thought about buying one of these cars. But if they're not within a 1000 mile radius of Pittsburgh. It almost ain't worth getting it unless the car is in immaculate condition for a very cheap price. I guess if you really want something particular It's going to cost you. Since it is a 30 year old car there are not too many of them left. So only people like myself who enjoy old cars can appreciate their value.
This seems like almost too much to ask of a friendship. Too have them buy you a car. If you lost a car over a friend would you still want to be friends with them? Could you just let it go? Should you just let it go? These are the questions I have been pondering for months. So you see my dilemma. Since I can't figure out what to do. I believe this is part of the reason I have been not myself. Since I've been sick at Christmas time. I don't usually get the winter blues for long, but I do tend to get them for at least a week or two almost every year. But this year it's been different. There are so many problems in the world and in my life. I tend to wonder if things will ever get better. Will I ever get a break in life. Is this the way my life is one big disappointment after another. Will I ever be able to trust any body ever again. I usually trust somebody until they give me a reason not to trust them anymore. Trust is a very difficult issue with me. Trust is a hard thing to give. Believe me, I have learned the hard way time and time again. It seems like it's the littlest things in life that are actually the biggest problems we face. I could accept losing a lot more possessions a lot easier if it was something like a natural disaster or a fire. But losing things over petty bullshit just eats away at you and it drives you insane! This really is a hard thing for me to let go. I've never quite experienced anything like this. I guess I don't accept change, very well. I like change only if it is a good thing and is a benefit to me or mankind. Nobody likes change for the worse.
I have a hard time dealing with bad change. Maybe I need therapy! I don't know what I mean. I just know that this problem is eating me from the inside out. It's funny how one thing that seems so petty and so in significant to one person can be a monumental issue in their lives! This is life, this is who we are, these are the things that will change us for the future. All the little problems I had in the past is what makes me who I am today. How I learned to deal with these problems now will define who I am in the future. I know I have made many mistakes in my life some that I have to live with until I die. I just don't want this to be one of those mistakes.
You're puzzled friend Spanky.
Have you ever loved someone and they had absolutely no idea whatsoever?
Or fell for you're best friend in the entire world, and then sat around and watched him/her fall for someone else?
Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle?
We tell lies when we are afraid.... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us.
But every time we tell a lie...the thing we fear grows stronger.
Have you ever noticed that the worst way to miss someone is when they are right beside you and yet you can never have them...when the moment you can't feel them under your fingertips you miss them?
Have you ever wondered which hurts the most; saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing and wishing you had?
I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say. Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might break your heart ... but if you don't, you might break theirs.
Have you ever decided not to become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person? Your heart decides who it likes and who it doesn't. You can't tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own... when you least suspect it, or even when you don't want it to.
Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you? Too many of us stay walled because we are too afraid to care too much...for fear that the other person does not care as much, or that all Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have, or could have had.
No one waits forever...
I'll be there*
So you see I'll be there until the end*
This is a promise I can make*
If you ever need me*
Just give me a call and.*
I'll be there...LOVE SPANKY.!!!
No power at work today
Today was not your typical average day at the bagel shop. Last night, a large storm came into my area and knocked out a lot of power in the South Hills area of my city. I would be willing to bet that we had wind gusts from 50 mph up to 80 mph. You should have seen the wind blowing this morning. It truly was amazing! I could actually feel it pushing my car as I drove to work this morning. I really wish I would have known this before I left for work this morning. When I got to work I realized the entire street had no power. Since I was already there and the manager was there we were told to stay for at least three hours before we can go home if the power did not return. It was almost 7 o'clock in the morning and we were getting ready to leave when the power finally came back on.
My manager Kirk and I basically sat there and talked for almost 3 hours and got paid for it. It was kind of cool, but I would have rather been home in my bed sleeping. Kirk called all the other employees and told them to stay home until you hear from us. How come everybody else got lucky and was able to stay home for several hours. But I had to sit there in the dark waiting for the power to come on. My assistant manager Kirk is a very large man. So I really doubt that he would have any trouble if someone tried to rob the store. I don't understand why they really needed me there. They say it is policy to always have at least two employees at the store at any given time. This is supposed to be for safety reasons. I understand this, but I wish I was home in bed hugging my teddy bear instead of sitting there bored out of my mind.
I was amazed at how many cars kept pulling into the bagel shop from around 5:30 a.m. to 7 a.m. in the morning. I mean come on, the entire street was pitch black. There were no lights on in any of the businesses up and down Cochran Road. We had several of our regular customers mainly older gentleman sitting in their car waiting for the power to come on. As soon as the power came on, people were lining up at the door so they can get their morning coffee and bagels. Most of our regular customers were very understanding about the situation and had no problem waiting 15 minutes or so to get their morning cup of coffee. Unfortunately, it took close to an hour and a half before I was able to get any bagels out of the oven. It takes 45 minutes to an hour for the oven to get up to temperature. Then an additional 20 minutes to bake the bagels.
We had many customers come in between seven and eight o'clock in the morning that were actually really upset that we did not have any bagels ready for them. We tried to explain that the power did not come on until seven o'clock in the morning. But they did not care! They wanted, what they wanted and they wanted it now! I swear to God that we have some of the rudest and most ignorant customers I ever had the misfortune of dealing with. These are all rich people that think that everybody should kiss their ass just because they have some money. These are not the superduper wealthy people that are millionaires, but I believe they make at least $100,000.00-$400,000.00 a year. You don't live in Mt. Lebanon, Pennsylvania or upper St. Clair, Pennsylvania If you don't have a lot of money. These are rich neighborhoods. The people that live in these neighborhoods have a certain type of attitude that I really dislike. I swear to God that people who are poor and or live in poorer neighborhoods are a lot more pleasant and show a little common courtesy when they come in to our store. Why is it that just because you have a little bit more money than someone else that you think you are better than everyone else? I bet that they think that just because they are rich that their shit does not stink! I have absolutely no patience to deal with people like that.
Around 8:15 a.m. in the morning I finally was able to start pulling bagels out of the oven. We had customers lined up and waiting for those bagels. I could not make them fast enough this morning. I can only cook a total of 60 bagels per shelf at a time in my oven. There is a total of six shelves, but it is very difficult to get more than four or five shelves filled At one time. We had one rude customer come in as soon as I pulled out the first couple of bagels and he wanted to buy every one of them. We had to turn him down and tell him we could not sell him three dozen bagels for at least a half an hour or longer. He was upset and left but said he would come back. Approximate 10 to 15 minutes later he came back and demanded that we sell him his three dozen bagels. Even though I did not have a lot of bagels at the time. I told one of my coworkers to go ahead and take what you can because I have more in the oven, that way he will be happy and we can get this asshole out of our hair. I just don't understand people. You try to explain the situation to them, but they don't give a shit! They only want what they want. I really hate these types of people.
If I went into a store and they explained to me that their power was out for several hours. I may be slightly disappointed, but I would understand and I would not yell and scream and cause a scene in that store. That's the difference between me and the customers that we have. I can show a little bit of compassion and understanding. Don't you think that the person working behind the counter has feelings? Don't you think you may upset them by yelling and screaming at them. Even though they have no control over the situation? I don't understand why people need to get upset about situations they have no control over and can't change. Just accept it and move on. That's what I do! The power was out, there is nothing I can do until the power company restores it so why get upset. All you are really doing is causing a lot of heart ache for other people and stress upon yourself. This really leads me to believe that people are total asshole's in this world. I am truly glad that 99% of the time I do not have to deal with these customers, and I can just stay in the background and do my job. Because if I had to deal with them on a day-to-day basis, I know I would have killed more than one of them, because I would not take their bullshit!
It really is a shame that the power had to come back on. I was so looking forward to a blow off day. A day that I did not have to work. I still would've got paid three hours for being there. But then I could have came home, relaxed, and did whatever I wanted until the next day. Unfortunately I don't have that kind of luck. Well, I can always hope for a snow day! The great thing about a snow day is I don't have to leave my home. I just call my manager and say there's too much snow, they did not plow my street, and I am not coming in today.
Anyways, that's how my day went. Not quite your average typical day at the bagel shop, but we still were able to get the work done. We may have been behind all morning long, but that's the way it goes when you're power is out for several hours.
I hope everybody has a great day.
Your friend Spanky. ![]()
Feeling lazy and sick of winter
I really don't know what it is lately, but I know one thing I have not been myself. Ever since I got sick around Christmas time, I have not been the same. I have been extremely lazy. I really don't even want to go to work, but it's something I have to do. Once I come home from work. I don't feel like doing anything. It seems that all I end up doing is lay around on the couch and watch old movies or TV shows that I have on tape or DVD. I can't seem to get motivated to do anything. It has been an odd start to a new year. Actually it doesn't even seem or feel like it is a new year.
Right before I got sick at Christmas time I was thinking to myself. We have been very lucky and had a very mild winter. This seemed like the first year in a long time that I did not get sick of winter. I know it got extremely cold, right around Christmas time when I started to get sick, and it continued to stay cold Until this week. We finally had a small break in the weather and it is actually fairly warm for change. If you can call 50° warm, woo hoo! Not like it was all douring January, with highs in the teens and lows below zero. I don't know about you, but waking up day after day when the temperature is below zero or right above really can get to you.
When I watch the weather I always look for the daily low because when I get up at three o'clock in the morning and get ready to go to work that is usually how cold it is outside. If it is five below zero at 4 a.m. in the morning I really doubt it will get much colder before the sun rises at 7 a.m.
I just don't understand it. Lately I have absolutely no motivation to do anything at all. Work, sleep, eat, and watch a little TV. That is all I have been doing. I have many interests and hobbies, but it seems that I do not have any motivation to do them. I really like taking photos unfortunately since November, I have basically taken almost no pictures at all. I have let my housework go, and my house is now a mess. There are dishes in the sink and laundry that needs to be washed. But I really don't care, and I don't feel like doing it. I don't quite understand what is wrong with me this year.
I really don't feel depressed, but maybe I am suffering from a mild form of depression. I somehow need to motivate myself to start to do the things I like to do. I used to love to play on my computer, but now it seems that I only turn my computer on maybe once a week. I checked my e-mail, maybe leave one or two comments to a few friends on Yahoo 360, and occasionally look something up that I am curious about. Other than that. My computer remains turned off. I used to really like writing blogs and placing photos in my blogs. But lately, I don't feel like doing it. It seems more like work than fun right now. Actually a lot of things I like to do for some reason, seem more like a chore or a burden than something fun and relaxing to do. Why is that? I don't know. All I know is I better snap out of it soon.
Before I go insane!I admit I have a fairly boring job. I stand in front of a hot oven baking bagels, and now bread all day long. A few weeks ago we started to bake Panini bread for our new sandwiches. I admit it's a little bit different than making bagels, but I am still able to do it and do it well. Anyways, basically it's just me in the bakery making bagels and listening to my radio all morning long. I do interact with my coworkers, When I can. But most of the time I am stuck back in a corner, all by myself with only my thoughts and the radio to entertain me. As I am working I always have these thoughts running through my head and I keep thinking this would make a great blog. I really need to go home and write this down. For some reason, once I get home. It seems like it's more trouble than it is worth. I know I have a lot to say, and sometimes it might actually be an interesting read for someone. I just can't seem to get motivated and sit down at my computer and write a blog. Why is that? Am I just being a big procrastinator? Probably, but I think my problem might be just a little bit more than that. I just need to search my soul and figure out what is missing in my life right now, this year and do something to fix it. Any suggestions?
I know times are tough right now, and the state of the world is definitely got me down because of the economy. I voted for our president. So he could help people like myself who are poor. It just seems that change is going to take a lot longer than I want it to. Sometimes I wish all my money problems would just disappear. So that I would not have to worry about money, or health care, or even if I will have a job tomorrow, because so many people are losing their jobs right now. Maybe this is another reason why I don't feel like doing any of my hobbies. I can only hope that the president will do the right thing and help all the poor people in my country. I really don't care about the super wealthy rich people because they're the ones with their greed that got this country into the mess than it is in now.
I admit, when I was sick around Christmas time. I really wanted to write a lot of blogs. I was just too sick to do it. I am actually amazed that I was able to write the last blog that I did about being sick on Christmas, and how my father was assaulted on the front porch. Just two days before Christmas. Writing that blog took a lot out of me, but it really did make me feel better to get it off my chest. Also, I really appreciated all the wonderful comments that my friends left for me on that story. I do feel bad because I never actually went around to all my friends who commented and thanked them personally for their kind words and advice.
I know I usually write long blogs because they never seem to be just a quick thought. Maybe I need to change this just a little bit so I can get motivated and get into the habit of writing things down on a daily basis. I know I have the time. I just need to get up off my lazy ass and do it. Maybe I should start out slow and just write a few lines every day and post them. I have many friends that do this on a regular basis. They say hello and briefly give a description of what is going on in their life. And they let it go at that. Maybe I need to try this. I have a lot to say. It's just usually once I start writing it down. It grows into an enormous chunk of writing. Not to say that writing a long thought out blog is bad either but it does take a lot of time to get it where I am happy. I guess that is just the obsessive-compulsive disorder in me. Well I'll see how it goes.
Back to winter time. I really can't wait until spring finally arrives. The older I get the harder it is for me to take the really cold weather. I usually don't mind if the low is no more than 20°. That way it can be cold, it can snow, but it's not so cold that I can't stand it. Once the temperature goes below 20°. It seems as though my body can't keep warm, I end up getting chest pains from just breathing in the frigid cold air, and I get extremely exhausted doing any kind of physical work outside in that kind of weather. I guess I'm just getting old.
I really do like the snow, except when I have to shovel it or remove it from my car in the morning. There is something about a fresh snowfall that gives one a sense of wonder and awe. A fresh snowfall can change the landscape from something ugly to a white beauty that I have trouble finding words to express to you right now. Somehow a fresh snowfall makes everything look clean. Do you know what I'm talking about? Last year, I could not wait for a fresh snowfall so I can go out and take photos. This year I've been extremely lazy and have taken very few photos of the snowfall this year. I used to get so excited to do this. And now it's like I can almost care less. This really makes me think that something is wrong with me or I just got a bad case of the winter blues.
When it's January in Pittsburgh and freezing cold outside, what's a person to do? Yes I know, for the last month or so, I have had a touch of Super Bowl fever! I watched all the football playoff games, and I was able to pick all the games correctly except for two. I was extremely excited that my team, the Pittsburgh Steelers made it to the playoffs. I cheered my team all in all the way to victory in the Super Bowl. Even though my football team is now the best football team ever in the world because we won six super Bowls. I am really not that excited. I don't know if it's the years of letdowns that my team has had. Or it's because I am a little bit depressed. You see, if you are a Pittsburgh Steelers fan you will know that in the last 20 years basically, the Steelers have always been the bridesmaid but never the bride. Somehow the Steelers always find a way to lose the big game. Except for four years ago when we went and won the Super Bowl and this year. I am extremely happy for my team, but I don't feel the excitement like I once had when I was a child and the Steelers won all those super Bowls in the 1970s.
I even went down to the parade they had for the Steelers for winning the Super Bowl. There must have been between 350,000 and 400,000 people in the downtown triangle of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I never saw so many people in one place in my entire life. There were actually more people in downtown Pittsburgh that day than the actual population of the city of Pittsburgh. It truly was a sight to behold. You would think that this would have excited me, but it really didn't. I was slightly disappointed because there were so many people I couldn't get close enough to the parade to get some really good photos. I end up taking lots of photos of the crowd and random people in it. I also took several good photos of the city covered in snowfall. I guess it was a good day, but the cold, really, really, got to me. It was maybe 20°, but for me it was actually a little bit too cold that day.
I know spring is just around the corner and if I want to do anything or have a lot of fun this summer I need to somehow get motivated now. I am not quite sure how I am going to do this, other than taking it one day at a time. It is a shame that I do not have my bicycle ready for the road right now. Because today would have been the perfect day to take a bicycle ride. Back in November, I started to build a frame that will mount on the back of my bicycle that will hold a large metal wire basket. This way I can carry more things when I go on my long bike rides. Unfortunately, I never finished it. I know it will get cold again real soon. But those are the days I need to get motivated and finish what I have started. I actually plan on mounting two baskets on my bicycle one in the front and the other in the back. I just need to get up off my lazy ass and finish the project that I started over 2 1/2 months ago.
That's one of the main problems I have right now. I start projects, but I never seem to finish them for months. When I was younger, I would start something and work on it until it was done. I don't seem to have that kind of motivation right now. I just seem to be very lazy. Somehow, some way, I need to change this attitude I have. Hopefully one of you, my friends who read this can give me a few words of advice. That'll keep me from watching TV and motivate me enough to do the things that I used to love to do.
I guess I just need to take it one day at a time. Start slow, then work from there. If I can just do a little bit each day. Then maybe I will feel rewarded for the time and effort I put in to finishing the projects I have started.
Thanks for listening. This has been the ramblings of a person who wishes his life was just a little bit better off right now.
Love always your friend Spanky.