jodythebull:

I love my job, but hate it at the same time. Here is a list of a few love/hate’s that I have.

1) I love that I work for a small company. Only 7 employees total, including the owners. I love the feeling of closeness that we all have, and knowing that we can talk about anything. 

I hate that I work for a small company, because everyone knows your business. Everyone wants to be your friend, and then talk about you when you are not around. 

2) I love that I get to travel with my job and go to many places in this great nation of ours. I get to meet exciting new people, and visit places that many people never get to see.

I hate that I travel with my job! It seems that I am always going somewhere, and when I get there, all I want to do is get back home. There are some days I don’t even want to leave my hotel room. 

3) I love when I am at the office, I can just sit at my desk and surf the net, watch youtube, and playing games all day. 

I hate when I am in the office most days! I have nothing to do and I get bored very easily. I drink a lot of monster energy drinks just to stay awake at times. 

4) With my job I love the feeling I get knowing that what I do saves lives, and protect people from many ugly things in this world.

What i hate about my job is knowing the responsibility I have, and what I do can cost people their life if I get it wrong.

Its a short list, but hey its Friday and I have a hot lunch date. 

Tomorrow marks the 2nd annually chili cook off at the local high school. The judging will take place before the football game, and I am told the competition is fierce. My girlfriend has been filling me in about all the smack talk that has been taken place, and how she wants a group of us to enter the contest. 

After a lot of thought and consideration, I have decided to enter my own into the contest. I believe I make a kick ass chili that would make anyone a lover. The only problem is I wont win. The cards are stacked against me. Of course I wont let a little thing like that stop me from talking trash to the rest of the competition, even if one is my girlfriend, and another is my favorite bartender. 

So with that…….. I only have one thing to say…..

Should I use 4 jalapenos, or 8?

It’s September 5, 1918, game one of the World Series between the Chicago Cubs, and the Boston Red Sox. A game that almost didn’t happen due to the fact the United State was deeply involved in World War I. The reason being, baseball officials thought it would be best to cancel the game out of respects for the soldiers who where overseas fighting in the trenches, When it became known that the soldiers wanted to know the results of the game, officials decided to play ball.  

During the 7th ending stretch fans stood up to “Yawn and stretch” and the band began to play the Army, Navy anthem. Red Sox third basemen Fred Thomas, who was on furlough, snapped to attention, faced the flag and began singing. As the crowd caught notice more people followed suit.

The Red Sox would go on and win the series 1-0, but this was also one of the events that took place in history that would help President Hoover sign a bill into law making “The Star Spangled Banner” the official anthem of the United State.

It wasn’t till the end of World War II that the performance of the national anthem was moved from the 7 ending to the beginning of the game. During this time of war, other sporting event’s played the National Anthem including football as a sign of patriotism. When Japan finally surrendered, Elmer Layden the NFL Commissioner, called for all teams to play the National Anthem at their games stating “The National Anthem should be a part of every game as the kick-off. We most not drop it simply because the war is over. We Should never forget what it stands for.”

This is all I am going to say about this. I think sometimes it best to know our history so that we can make rational decisions as adults.

jodythebull:

I have suspected for some time that my neighbor across the street may be reporting my activities to my employer. It started not long after Lori passed away, and I took a job with a mutual friend. 

My boss once made a comment about a bonfire that my kids had at the house and I paid no attention to it. I just thought maybe he was in the neighborhood or something. A few other times I had the neighbor across the street say something to me about people being over at my house, and mentioning them by name. I thought it was strange, but took it as they were just keeping an eye on me especially since I just lost my wife. 

To make a long story short, I took Monday off and was doing a few things in the garage to get the house ready to sale. I came in to work the next day and my co-worker told me that my neighbor had texted our boss and told them they saw me outside. I asked about it and sure enough they did. For what reason I have no idea. I took the day off a week in advance and it was no ones business as to why.  

Then the next day I found out that my boss and the neighbor took time out of their weekend just to drive to where they think I may be moving, “just to check it out”. 

WHO DOES THAT!

Now somethings are making sense to me! No wonder I saw my boss drive by my girlfriends house a couple of times. He was being snoopy! He doesn’t even live near her neighborhood and when I mentioned I saw him, he said he was looking for his lost cat. Lost cat my ass!

Well needless to say I am now looking for a new job, because I don’t need that shit. I’m also going to make sure my neighbors have something good to report back from this weekend. I am going to dance under the pale moon light naked and conjure the sprites of the naked hairy beast. Basically I’m just going to dance around my yard butt ass naked. 

That will teach’em!

What is it about these delicious little kernels that keep us coming back for more. I remember when I was just a young lad how excited I would get hearing the sound of popping coming from the kitchen. I would run as fast as I could, so I wouldn’t miss a moment of that silver tin foil rise into a towering mound of buttery goodness. 

jodythebull:

I have been telling myself since January 3rd of this year to just keep swimming, and let me tell you my arms are getting really tired. I think its time for me to just stop flapping, and splashing water. I should just lay back, float, and see where the waves carry me for a change. 

I sometimes wonder if I’ve been swimming in the wrong direction, when I should have gone the other way. This is why its important to always have a survival plan in place, or at lest a compass. 

Dealing with a death is never an easy thing, and dealing with a load of crap on top of it, makes the weight of it all even more unbearable. This could explain the reason why I am tired of swimming. The weight is becoming to much, and if I don’t unload some of it soon I may just end up drowning, instead of reaching land. 

Sure wish I would have check out that book on how to survive after a death of a loved one, It may have saved me from all of this swimming.   

jodythebull:

My how things have changed! Its been a very long time since I have been active here, and pretty much any where else. I decided to come back and to start writing things in my head down, and who knows, it could be of interest to someone else. 

In the beginning I am sure to write about random crap, just like I am now. As time goes hopefully things will be more focused, and on point. 

So lets start something new and see where it leads us…………………..

Let the hunt begin.

If I remember right it was taken in 2007 or 2008. As far as the photographer, I don’t know who it was. The photo was touching to me and I wanted to share it with others. I have spent a lot of time in the Quapaw Nation and have been to a few pow wows, but never captured anything like this.

I don’t think I’ll be hunting in this area in the morning. It was spooky enough coming across it in the day time. The wind mill made sounds that made the hairs on my neck stand on end.