One sheep. Two sheep.

Well THAT was an interesting week.

By the way, I blame the NFL for the downfall of our society.  Just sayin’.

But then after he goes all stupid on the air, he comes back the next day and gives this press conference.

I can’t hate him for that.  He got to fired up, somebody put a mike in his face and he went stupid.  I get that.  It speaks to a certain lack of class as far as I’m concerned, but, he comes back nicely.  As for the asshat fans that threw food at NaVorro Bowman as he was being carted off the field with a blown ACL, well, refer to sentence #2.

Go Broncos.

This country has never been as good as we think we are.  We listen to politicians telling us how great we are or were or whatever.  We are a pretty jacked up society.  We brought you Charlie Manson, Jeffrey Dalmer, snuff films and crush videos.  We are a bunch of sick bastards.  That is not the greatest country in the world and if it is, well, a couple of faggots getting married is the least of our problems.

The NFL started using words like “battle” and “war” for sports games.  They encouraged the hardest of hard hitting players.  And then ended up with a dead Junior Seau at the ripe old age of 43.  Because his head was wrecked and he couldn’t cope with it any more, so he shot himself in the chest so the NFL could study his head.  But boy did he make a lot of money during his career, for himself, the NFL and those around him eh?

These guys have so much weight on them, it’s no wonder they do stupid stuff.  Thomas Howard, over 100mph vaporized his BMW on the 880 here in Oakland.

Then we have that little Canadian twit who we really ought to put a stamp on his ass and mail him back to them.  But he’s a singer.  Sort of.  That’s another whole breed of asshatedness.   I wonder why does this society give a rat’s ass about these overgrown snotnosed brats?  Nobody bothered to teach a one of them how to behave.  Or how to be polite.

When I look at all of this rot that our youth is seeing as normal I think whiskey tango foxtrot.  And then I wonder “When did I get so old?”

I’m your reasoned alibis

I’ve just got a lot of stuff that’s been keeping me thinking.  I could not have debunked this is five minutes as well as this guy does.

How rich is this guy?  He co-founded Museum Quality Framing Company, was an original investor in Amazon, founded gear.com that merged into Overstock and sold his other company Avenue A Media to Microsoft for $6.4 billion dollars.  How rich is this guy?  About a billion dollars worth of rich.

Good morning.

This is old news, but I just re-read it.  Sometimes somebody writes something so poignent that it bears revisiting over and over again.  No one could write this better than this man.

Good morning.

End of the night, it’s going down

I got a piece of information last week that is making my head spin.  Where is a good place to start on this one?  I’m sure I’m the last person on the planet to hear this, I’m just, well, it doesn’t compute.

Better?

Yeah that’s not better.  But somebody somewhere along the line taught that girl how to sing.

Seems okie dokey, but here’s the part that doesn’t compute.  Both of her parents are Pentecostal pastors.  No shit.

We all know I like to pick on organized religion.  Especially the piss poor state of it.  Of course I wonder if it ever wasn’t piss poor.  Some sterling examples?  How about this gem?   Seriously, a $500. meet and greet package with Uncle Si at the Temple Baptist Church.

12 And Jesus entered the temple and drove out all those who were buying and selling in the temple, and overturned the tables of the money changers and the seats of those who were selling doves. 13 And He said to them, “It is written, ‘MY HOUSE SHALL BE CALLED A HOUSE OF PRAYER’; but you are making it a robber’s den.”

Well played Uncle Si.  Just remember what your idiot brother said, marry’em young, like 15.  Yeah.  Dumbasses.  At least you were smart enough to walk away from your show before anyone else figured out you were complete frauds.

Head spinning yet?  Mine too.  Russell Brand’s mother in law was a Pentecostal pastor.  Chew on that for a while.

OK, that was really too much.  Let’s try this on for size instead.  How about a sin and tonic?  Oh why the hell not?

We’re a Christian nation doncha know.  That’s why we’re all pissed off at this guy.

Why the hell not?

Yeah, I feel like this guy more often than not.

 

 

 

He sings the songs that remember of the better times

I am so done with 2013.  Over.  Done.

Do I need to go back to the PBE posts of why I’m done?  Let’s start with the Old Woman breaking her hip two days before Christmas and 2012 and all that it entailed.  Now the Old Woman has healed well and gets around pretty good, I would venture to say as well as she did before, but it was pretty adventuresome all that was involved in getting her on the road to recovery.  Needless to say there is a lot more involvement of all concerned.

And my body.  Surely you saw the two broken toes.  The right foot in January, the left the following November.  You’re probably sick of pictures of my feet.  Or the tick bite.  Yeah that was fun.  Or the death of Princess.  Or hurting my neck on the AIDS ride.  The AIDS ride that I barely trained for because I had the worst flu on the planet?  I didn’t even mention the have a little too much wine and miss the step in the dark adventure.  It’s been over 3 months and I still can’t kneel.  My assumption is I chipped the bone in my leg when I went down.  Not that I’m bitching but goddamn.

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If ever there was a year to say “See ya” to, it was last year.  Goals went like this:

  1. Lose the last 31 pounds Who are you kidding?
  2. Raise $7500 for the AIDS/Lifecycle Rough ride last year.  $4020.
  3. Six closings every month Rough year last year.  Averaged 2 per month for a total of 22
  4. Raise average sale price to $375,000.  It’s currently $315,000 Rough year last year.  $266,000.
  5. Ride at 15mph 11.7
  6. Squat 230, bench 300, dead lift 435 Missed this one bad.  Currently squatting 135, benching 135 and deadliftting 200.
  7. New car Sonofabitch!  I actually accomplished something.
  8. Eliminate personal debt Made some serious progress here.  Me and the IRS aren’t seeing eye to eye though.
  9. Landscape Not even close.
  10. Remodel main bath Not even close.
  11. Build mud room Not even close.

But as usual, I made chicken salad out of chicken shit.  I got to meet and talk with Rip Esselstyn.  I did get the new car I needed.  And it’s freaking gorgeous.  I sold a bunch of real estate and I did ok.  I am President-elect for our marketing association and VP of my BNI.  I was selected to be Realtor of the Year by my peers.  And this really curtails my freedom to be an asshat.  I rescued some dogs.  I lost Miss Cleo, but that was to be expected, she was ancient.  And she went in peace.

I tried to go on vacation but Bill and Bubba decided to have the brawl to end it all.  And the new dogwalker didn’t hear and/or take seriously my instructions to not let any of the boys out together when I was gone.  So I missed the reason I went on vacation in the first place.  I’m going to try a vacation again this year.  Maybe two.  I’m tired.  Really tired.  And I need a break.  First big break is scheduled for April.  The Nabisco Championship in Palm Springs.  There is a powerlifting meet in Laughlin that Friday.  I think I have a plan.  I hope.

And I just hired someone to work with me.  Someone to manage all of my marketing.  She has a degree in marketing and a grandfather, father, uncle and sister who sell real estate.  And her Aunt is a lender.  We’re starting very slow but if my marketing is consistent like it should be, the business will grow.  Because I’m maxed out right now.  I can be paid on my referrals and her sister works for KW and needs more business.  See?  Always thinking.  So here we go.  2014, you will be my bitch!

  1. Lose that last 35 pounds.
  2. Ride at 15mph
  3. Eliminate the rest of the debt
  4. Eliminate the IRS issue
  5. Practice the daily 10 five days a week
  6. Remodel main bath
  7. Build mud room
  8. Get Mustang closer to if not on the road
  9. Add a buyer’s agent
  10. Squat 230, bench 300, dead lift 435
  11. Have 6 months reserves in the bank
  12. Eliminate tolerations within 30 days of them presenting themselves.
  13. Follow my schedule 80% of the time

The last one may not make sense to all but as Realtors it’s easy to be a little free spirited.  For the most part I work pretty hard but if I followed my schedule rather than let people dictate what I was supposed to do at any given moment, I would get about three times as much done.  That is about setting boundaries.  It’s not about necessarily saying “No” but “not now”.  Yes, I will do that for you by 3pm today.  Or by week’s end or whatever is appropriate.  And then doing it.  But not “Let me drop everything for something that doesn’t really matter right now and not take care of that which does matter right now.”  See how that works?

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And that would be bad ass.

It’s on like Donkey Kong.  Let the games begin.