A little of this, A little of that.

Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian, any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.

Some people have asked me about Texas and why I say “I’m coming home”.  No, I’m not from Texas, I’m from God’s wasteland called Iowa.  I did live in Texas for a little less then a year.  I ended up living in New Mexico during my time in the Air Force. Being gone those four years, showed me that the mid west is two years behind everyone else.  I was stationed at Holloman AFB in Alamagordo. For anyone who’s been there, you know that it’s a boring city where you really can’t do shit but have sex, work and do drugs. I love the southwest.  The smell of the air when it’s about to rain.  The smell of the dirt when it’s raining, yes, it’s a thing.  I miss the food and the culture.  It’s where i fell in love with Chico’s Taco’s and Swisha House. I learned that Mike Jones was only a phone call away ( 2813308004).

During my time at Holloman, my boys and I would visit El Paso (specifically the bars) and we would visit Juarez  and go to the Derby for their drink and drown deals.  For those unfamiliar with drink and drown, it’s basically you pay $5 bucks and drink all night for free….and drink we sure did.

The southwest was home, even if it was just for those 4 years.  I passed up orders to Germany because I loved it there.  Well…to be honest, i passed up the orders because my girlfriend at the time was prego and I didn’t want to leave here by herself. But the southwest is where i wanted to raise our family.  Long story short, we ended up not having a child and that’s a whole other story.

My mom had asked me why I came back and not stay in New Mexico or TX, since all i do is complain about being here.   Honestly, I ask myself that question every day.  My wife and I are going back to Tx in a few months to visit an old military friend and who knows, maybe she’ll fall in love with it as much as I did.

 

 

1/23/15

Well, I had a job interview yesterday.  It was by far the hardest interview I have had.  I compared it to being in basic training and having the TI’s gang up on your during lunch, or as it is known in the Air Force, the Snake Pit.  The question’s weren’t very hard that they asked, but when a few of the interviewers  have put in 25+ years at this job, it’s kind of intimidating.  So, now i wait to see if it’s a go or not.  In the meantime, I’ll keep pushing out those applications.

I’ve stated before that I hate living in the Midwest.  I’ve lived here my entire life, with the exception of my time in the Air Force. For some reason though, I don’t consider it home. For me, the southwest is home.  People have asked me why I don’t just move there.  If it was only that easy.  My wifey has another year of school left for her bachelor’s, and I less than a year for my master’s.  Maybe, and that’s a BIG maybe, we’ll move on down there and give it a try for a year or two.  Of course, my main issue is family.  I know as soon as we were to get down there, someone here would get sick and we’d have to travel back.  My mother keeps wanting me to move to Missouri to be closer to her and my sister.  I’m like ma, that’s still the Midwest.

I did photography for a few years and miss it.  When i got hired on at CADS I sold all my equipment because being a supervisor and salary, I didn’t want to book a wedding or party then get called into work. My favorite part of photography was the editing and restoration of old pics. Here are a some of my pictures.   light2   1  h b d (3) IMG_3832 IMG_3871 mk 1-51 b3 d

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Yeah so, I sure do miss it.  I’d love to start up again, but two things are stopping me.  1) Photography is a very expensive job/hobby. 2) My wife says no.  lol  I understand where she is coming from though.  Camera’s, lighting, remotes, backdrops, website, props, extra lens’s and whatnot are not cheap.

Alright folks, back to these job apps.  And do me a favor, don’t steal my pics.

1/2/15

Well, it’s 9:38am.  I wanted to be at the gym at 8am.  Now I know people usually do the gym thing right after new years, but as I stated in my last post, this is not a resolution.  I want to go because of my health.  I’m diabetic and my body has been feeling like shit.  Blurry vision, back pain from the military, dizziness, vertigo, stomach issues, yada yada yada.  So now I sit here an hour and thirty eight minutes after the target time. I could use that as an excuse and just say there is always tomorrow.  But, just like me being a cubs fan and saying wait till next year, tomorrow may not come.

Before I go, I was talking to my wifey the other night about how you look back at shit and wonder how things would have played out if you did things differently.  I was a very bad gambler.  We’re talking cash my paycheck on the boat and play till you have nothing left gambling.  I owe  a lot to my sister for letting me live with her and her husband, even if my “bedroom” was a couch on their basement.  I mean really, after the service and being a corrections officer, I didn’t have shit thanks to gambling.  Believe me that shit created a lot of arguments between me, friends and family.  When I worked at Center for Alcohol and Drug Services, the clients asked if i was a recovering addict like them.  Well, yes, to a point.  Gambling was my drug.  The same uneasiness you experienced when that pipe was getting lit and then the calm serenity after you took that breath, is what I felt when i pulled that lever on the slot machine.  It wasn’t until my dad called 1800 Bets Off that I stopped.  Believe me, it wasn’t by choice.  I had to go to meetings, I had to get my picture taken at each of the casinos and I was banned for life from all casinos in Iowa and IL.  So again, I look back and think goddamn had you put that money towards your bills and not the slot machine, you’d have damn near perfect credit.  O’well, like I’ve told my students, your eyes are on your face because you are supposed to look forward…

Off to the gym I go.

10/4/2014

Today was a chill day.  My wife had some kind of homecoming deal at her school (Western Illinois), so i just stayed home and played NHL 15.  The only serious decision i had to make was whether I was going to go to Mariachis (local mexican restaurant) for lunch.  Well, like a dumbass I settled for Rudy’s Tacos.  Rudy’s is to mexican food what Olive Garden is to italian food.  It is what it is.

So after forcing myself to eat Rudy’s, which taste a lot better at 3am when you’re drunk, I decided to head over to Starbucks.  When i arrived, I was fairly excited to see that only two cars were in the parking lot.  I headed in to see only one person at a table reading a newspaper.  My thought, sweeeet..full wifi for me.  But of course the wifi gods were around the corning laughing at me, because as soon as i sat down, about 7 people came in with there fkn laptops or tablets.  The only thing I could do was try to open a page and watch the little hourglass spin around..and around..and around.

You know what really just irritates me?  When it is freaking cold outside and people come out bundled up, while their kids are in shorts or sandals with no jacket. You ignorant shits, make sure your kids are clothed and warm before yourself.

The school that I work at is a therapeutic school, with kids that are autistic and or have behavioral issues. The ages range from 6 to 16.  When we first opened, I joked about playing Gangsta’s Paradise by Coolio as I walk down the hallways.  Anyways, these kids are a product of their environment.  I use that term lightly, because you can always change your way of thinking.  These kids have not only their family name against them,but also the system.  When you are 14 years old, you shouldn’t be tasked with having to raise your two little brothers and be expected to put food on the table.  This kids mother broke his jaw which he had to have wired shut, along with taking his SSI money and using it for drugs.  He is a sophomore that reads at a 3rd grade level, and his math skills are the same.  Unfortunately, this is not an isolated  problem with just one kid. This is happening to children across the United States.  I want to have some hope and think he will be able to overcome and be successful, but I think he might be too far in the system.  Again, I don’t blame these kids, I blame our government. Look at what the Department of Defense spent in FY2014, $501.73 billion..now look where else that could have went and we still could have had 355 billion left over.

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On a totally different subject, I wish Slipknot would go back to their IOWA days and bring back the metal that earned them fans..or maggots I should say.  Alright folks, I’m out.

Ps…. Spoiler Alert, Paul Walker dies in the 7th film.