I'm posting this in honor of my Irish blood and for my Dad. I miss him.

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I'll be in Chicago for Bear Pride 17. Booked everything. I need this I think.

Hope to see y'all there!

Bear411 cannot possibly be that busy on Friday nights.

Since 1980, when i was 5, the money has been sucked out of the economy by business and the wealthy. The homogenization of our country has accelerated because it's good for "business". Jobs have been offshored at alarming rates. Multinationals who are loyal to no one but themselves have consolidated and consolidated again ( Read more... )

So my boss, from Augusta, GA, shows up at work today to write me up.

Every time I hear Jay-Z, I think of Sam and Dave, and realize how fucking ridiculous our world is.

Can't help feeling betrayed. Invite someone into your life, then your family. Share your insecurities, aspirations, and hopes. It's like it's all been shit on. And people wonder why I don't trust others.

I've been dumped. Evidently, I'm not worth the 3 hour drive and the cost of a tank of gas it takes to get to me. Should I try to remain friends? It's difficult to trust someone who you've let in so far and has rejected you.

I hope that one day, the emotional scars from my childhood will fade, I'll be comfortable with myself, and think I'm worth it. It is only this hope that sustains me.

This year, I've missed my father more than since he passed. The eclipse last night reminded me of the time in the early 1980's, my parents took us out to see a lunar eclipse. The woke us up late, and we drove down the road to a huge cornfield. That cornfield is now a subdivision called Rural Point Estates. It was cold that night. We took ( Read more... )