I’m Still Here

Over the past year, I haven’t been able to sit down and write up a blog post. Not because I’ve been too busy, but because my job requires me to sit at a computer for 8 hours a day and type all day. Yes, I know it’s a different type of typing, but I promise you by the time I get back to the house I don’t want to see a computer. I have however, kept in touch with my other hobbies such as social media and the like, but not to the extent where I can work up enough steam for a good old-fashioned blog post. This will change.

I went over my records last night and realised that I’m still on WordPress. Here’s how that process went:

    1. I am paying for a domain and hosting.
    2. I enjoy blogging.
    3. I have opinions and don’t feel like holding them in.
    4. Therefore, I am bound and determined to start this blog back up.

I am not going to be on any set schedule. I refuse to be committed, especially because none of you ever comment on my posts. I will, however, give myself a minimum of two posts per month on relevant topics. I will rant, rave, bitch, and complain about what ever is on my mind.

Warning: Political correctness is not and will never be found on this blog. Its against my creed. I will give you good and funny topics. Funny according to me, so if you don’t’ like it— go read the New York Times.

Thanks,
Kevin

My Thoughts on The Los Vegas Tragedy

Sunday night was a night of terror. Fifty-nine people lost their lives when Stephen Paddock, age 64 years old of Mesquite, Nevada, rained gunfire down upon concertgoers at a Jason Aldean concert on the Los Vegas strip. According to reports, at least 527 were hurt either by the shooting itself or during the crowd’s panicked frenzy. Major kudos go out to the Vegas police for rapidly identifying the shooter’s location at the Mandalay Bay Resort and Casino, and quickly acting to resolve the situation. Stephen Paddock was not taken alive—police believe that he took his own life.
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Death By PowerPoint

My job has a lot of features that I like. I like the people I work with, the flexibility of my schedule, the autonomy within my work, and even the actual work itself. The one thing about my job that I’m not in love with is the fact that I feel like I’m going back to school, without the promise of a degree to show for it. Don’t’ get me wrong, training is a beautiful thing, but for the next three weeks, I’m in class listening to a series of lectures on such fun topics as Contract management, budgeting, finance, engineering, and quality assurance.

It’s true, I do work in the materials management industry. However, I didn’t think that a customer accounts specialist needed to know about the process of calibration, contract payments, and strategic acquisition planning. If I knew this going in, I would have stayed in the contract management field and been happy with my lot in life.
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The Lonesome Lover

I once was a man who liked his space.
In the back of my mind, I wished her out of my face.
But this morning I’m lonely, I’ve got no one to console me, and Now I’m wishing I had someone to embrace.

Fellas, your lady is not smothering you to annoy you. She’s trying to show how much she loves you. When she wants to spend time with you it’s because she genuinely wants you around. The time to get upset is when she keeps pushing you out to the bar to hang with your friends. That’s the sign that you’ve messed up a really good thing.

Watch Your Mouth

The prettiest smiles hide the deepest secrets. The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears and the kindest hearts have felt the most pain.

Every day we walk past others making spot judgements about their lives. We make internal comments about what they should or should not have, and how they ought to feel based on what we perceive as their reality. The truth of the matter is, we do not have any idea about their lives, and our attempts to file them in our mental matrix often do them a grave injustice.

A wise man once said, “Opinions are like assholes…everyone has one and most of them stink.” I say that if you are hard pressed to share that stinking opinion, please keep in mind that you might offend the person you are talking to. Your generalized opinion about society might actually touch a nerve, and could hurt the person you are talking with more than you know.

I try to be kind, and do not’ say much about the problems of others. This is because I have my own host of issues, and hate it when others are insensitive and say stuff that hurts me. All I am saying is that others should do the same.