A Valediction Forbidding Getting Turnt Up

"But trepidation of the spheres, though greater far, is innocent."--John Donne

It's almost Christmas time. For me, that usually means a time of great introspection.

I like the John Donne quote because it sums up pretty much my whole life.

People ask me about Ferguson, or Eric Garner. I can't--nor do I want to--give an opinion on it. The fact is that we have nothing but hearsay and a trial to go on. And we have a bevy of arm chair lawyers opining, making declarations, and ignoring the fact that the justice system did take it's course.

What we do know we can glean from several works of fiction (Lord of the Flies, Heart of Darkness, Apocalypse Now), and the Stanford Prison Experiment, as well as Zimbardo's subsequent work, The Lucifer Effect. In short: if you have the potential to be lawless, you might.

And given the fact that I wasn't there, it does no good for me to get turnt up over it, since my actions on that sensation can't and won't bring anyone back to life, or change an already established verdict.

So yeah, social justice is important, but until I can act on certain sensations to properly deal with them, I am likely better off doing something else.

In other news,I am happy that Arielle and I have been together two years, and doing fine. Sex is still fantastic for both of us, and we still rarely argue. I have also expanded my training to the online world as well. You probably will want to check that out here. It'll likely be one of your better investments. .

Biblical Bubba

So children are being beheaded in some country you can't pronounce.  Presumably, for their Christian faith. Now, for those of you who know what a Qur'an is you probably also know what an Old Testament is. If you're really astute, you know they have a lot of similarities. What with the violence and condoning of rape and general misogyny.

So, condemning infidels should come as no surprise, since it is written into all three monotheistic traditions. A lot of people share pictures. This accomplishes nothing. I hope I can accomplish something.

That is my dog Bubba. He looks like John McCain.

Likely, he is smarter than John.

In order to elucidate on the general uselessness and silliness of a religious text, I'm going to choose a few verses from various religious texts and replace the ultimate power's name with my dogs name (Bubba).

Isaiah 40:8-The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of Bubba shall stand for ever.

Deuteronomy 4:2-Ye shall not add unto the word which I command you, neither shall ye diminish [ought] from it, that ye may keep the commandments of Bubba your dog which I command you. 

Proverbs 30:5-Every word of Bubba [is] pure: he [is] a shield unto them that put their trust in him. 

That's it for now. Stay tuned for Bubba and the tale of Sodom and Gomorrah, Bubba and the transfiguration of Moses, and selections from the Qur'an, and other texts.

Bubba Wept

Personal Growth

So, back in January I forgot to clock out for my lunch break at work. I worked at a call center and it was horrible.  The company--Coca-Cola--had a strict policy regarding sort of thing, and I knew I was fucked because it was the last time I could fuck up.  Now, I only forgot because I was so excited to buy stuff for my new old age dog we'd just taken in.

So I did what anyone would do. Slacked the fuck off and took a month of paid vacation and decided I should probably start personal training people on a full time basis.  Which is exactly what I wound up doing.

Just as well, this site has become something different and that's fine. If you wanna talk about exercise go to the website I just linked.

Ten years ago this August I was 18 and entering college as a theatre major. 3 years later, living at home still, I moved with my father to Brandon, FL from Plant City. Switched majors to Religious Studies. Still played in the band and played a lot of Dungeons and Dragons and Vampire: The Masquerade.

Two years later: this happened.

After that, I lived in and out of homes, on couches, and finally with former band mates that left near when I did. Found Gym Movement.  Moved to Wesley Chapel, FL.

We had a big house and some kitties.  I lived with my best friend his old lady, and a guy I knew and was friends with who had a lumbering gait and flipped out before going to med school--he's doing well now.

Later that year in December (2011) I did my first powerlifting meet.

Beginning of 2012, This happened.

I feel a lot better now. 11 November, Arielle and I started dating for the second time--first time was in 2006.

A couple days ago we managed to get her to do a pistol after a few minutes of work.

2013 starts and I move in with another old band member and his nutty girlfriend in Brandon, FL.  July, Arielle and I had a trial live in to see if it would work.  It did.

I move out of there and live with her in Tampa, FL now. With our dogs and cats. And more badly motor patterned roommates.  When business takes off, I will rid myself of that problem too.

Losing the job, though probably one of the best things to have happened to me aside from knowing perpetual daily progress, was also pretty scary. I guess the moral of this as follows: don't be afraid to change your goals. Was college useless? Maybe. I impress people at dinner parties with the religion degree, but aside from that I move people away when they seek spiritual advice--mainly because I don't give a shit about it, but it's also personal for them.  I also don't hold any religious beliefs of my own. Frankie says move with your opponent and not against them for better grappling progress. The same holds true if the opponent is yourself.

For the long time readers.