Sunday, January 30, 2005

Time to vent

I typically don't post twice within the same week, but for some reason, I just felt compelled to vent.

You see, there are things going on--things that I'm not at liberty to discuss at this time--at work. Now, if you don't know where I work, I apologize. This likely won't make sense to you. But, to those who keep up with my uneventful and somewhat mundane life, this will be enough to whet your appetite for a while.

It all started back in 1692 in a small town in Massachusetts. With that information in mind, we travel forward in time to the year 2005. Same process, same results. I have discovered that if you were to look deep enough into anyone's life--even someone like the Pope--you'll find something that can be construed as "improper". Such is the case in a small town in Arkansas. The life of an average Joe is soon to be changed forever. Not only is the grapevine ripe with gossip, but the gossip is nearly all unfounded and absolutely untrue. It is just amazing how one person can turn an entire town upside-down. How, you ask? Well, here's the Reader's Digest version...

Take this guy. He's from 'somewhere'. Well-educated, tech-savvy, very contemporary, outgoing, and an extreme workaholic. He takes his job very seriously, and in a move that could prove fatal, actually took the time to meet the community members around which he worked. He is surrounded daily by children as well as adults of all ages, and very rarely has a cross word to say to any of them. He enjoys seeing them each and every day, and is genuinely concerned for their well-being. He is very involved in the community in which he works, and has gone so far as to happily volunteer his time and efforts for the betterment of the place in which he is employed. He does all this without expectations. All he asks is that he gets to come to work each week.

Well, our friend made the mistake of being concerned for the well-being of some of those youngsters, and will likely end up paying with his job. He sequesters his rage, as it is not the fault of those in his workplace. The Judas in this case is a seldom-seen but often-heard person whose life is supposedly dedicated to caring for those with medical afflictions; however, this same person took it upon themself to waste an entire day fertilizing the grapevine with even more juicy gossip--all of which was found out later to be bogus at best.

Now our friend is forced to struggle with his internal angst while the world around him continues on unabated. His hands are tied, his words are silenced, and his rights are squashed. But, alas...keep in mind, our friend is well-educated, and is also quite crafty. He has a couple of aces up his sleeve that will be kept hidden until the time is right. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned--or a man wrongfully accused. So my advice is simple--buckle your seat belts. It's going to be a wild ride!

Keep your eyes pealed for updates. I know that our friendly neighborhood Judas will be!

Until next time...

Saturday, January 29, 2005

The Constitution of the United States, work, and civil rights

What a topic, eh? It kind of makes you wonder what people are thinking sometimes when you see a story unfold before your very eyes. You hear every day about "the blacks will never be equal", and other such racial issues. Well, I have an issue, and I am going to say something about it--in an innocuous fashion, of course!

Amendment I

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.

My girlfriend's brother is soon shipping off to Afghanistan to fight for the very freedom that we revel in. We run around like it's nothing, but ask the people in Iraq and Russia what they think "freedom" is. Many, many people have died to keep this country free, and the First Amendment to the Constitution of the United States is probably one of the most-used and most protected amendments of them all.

Freedom of speech. Use it, or lose it.

Until next time...

Saturday, January 15, 2005

A new year and resolutions

OK, I'm the worst when it comes to making resolutions. Here it is, 2 weeks into the new year, and I'm just now getting around to updating my blog. What the hell is up with that? Oh, I guess I've been BUSY!

Anyways, not a lot of new news to report. However, it appears as though my ex and I may have reached a happy medium as far as custody of the kids. She has agreed to allow the change as soon as I can get moved into a home of my own and get "settled". At that point, she *swears* that she'll let them move. I guess I'll get busy with that--nothing is more important right now!

Work is keeping me very busy, and I have to say that I've gotten quite a bit accomplished in a very short time. I still have quite a bit to get done, but it's starting to look like 'my place' finally! I've made a few friends at the school, and the kids seem to be taking to me quite well. There are always a few knuckleheads that give me problems, but all in all, they're a good bunch. As for the school board, I won't comment...

OK, it's time to get to bed. It's been a long, trying day, and tomorrow is the semifinals of the AFC Championship, and my Colts are still hanging in there! You can bet that Trevor and I will be glued to the TV from 3:00 until the final horn blows!

Until next time...