sh--.
i (really) only drink it for the habit (and the sugar).
this is another habit that needs to be evolved out of.
sh--.
i (really) only drink it for the habit (and the sugar).
this is another habit that needs to be evolved out of.
1. man builds castle, and calls it 'home.' man loves his home/castle. he can do anything he wants, autonomously (think about that. no. really.). his mother visits often. they have a great relationship.
2. man moves girlfriend into his home.
3. girlfriend (initially) supports his lifestyle... his every way: grill, man-cave, deck furniture, etc.
3 a. uh, oh... she begins to infiltrate. she 'suggests' small changes: flowers here, decorative towels there. you know the drill.
4. 'they' get her a dog.
5. 'they' decide to marry. her dog already controls the home, so it's just the next step in the process.
6. after marriage, wife begins to find things 'wrong' with the home.
7. man realizes that his 'best friend' (not the dog) has become his wife/sexless-house-mate/dog-mom/adversary who can more aggressively 'modify' the home and living-situation. eventually, his own mother is less welcome in what was once his home, and mom wants to spend less time around that situation, anyway.
8. man wakes up one day to realize that (not only is his home not his), but his former best friend has plans to move him out.
step 1: go lighter (light wines, light beers) with the intention of totally removing it from your life. as a single guy, the only reason to sip a tiny bit would be if you were with a gal who is more comfortable when she sips. that's it.
alcohol does nothing for you!
* once upon a time, just hours before a wedding, while playing the role of the "best man," i (face-to-face, mano-y-mano, out loud) said to the groom:
"billy*, you don't have to do this. we can just get in my car, and drive south."
that might sound cold, but:
while i was out on the river, today, i thought about all of the positives:
just a couple of generations ago, if a person could conceive of my current reality:
i watched a neil degrasse tyson bit where he said that in the near future, the internet would be useless because chat gpt would be so good at faking news that we won't be able to trust anything on the internet.
i laughed, and said "too late" and noted how good i feel when i don't tune in, and how the tuner-inners sound, afterwards.
btw, neil, there will all-ways be those who believe in the b.s. the belief in b.s. is not going to go away. if anything, it will get stronger. we've already seen evolutions, such as dependence upon "fact-checking", etc. the tuner-inners will simply believe that their channel is true... even when the evidence shows that it isn't.
* in the military, we used a different word for ‘poop’.
united airlines & american airlines both fly out of CLT, and the comparison is not close. american does whatever it can to make flight purchases (even with skymiles) easy, while united's system (even though i have miles) has been a nightmare to enter/navigate.
it's almost as if united doesn't want my $$$ or business.
if you ever have the experience of "getting moved to the front of the line" you won't turn it down, i assure you.
the experience is completely different from "cutting the line" which is an entitled, brash act that might get you punched in the face.
3 experiences:
as we, as a nation, celebrate independence day with fireworks... how many of us contemplate bombs?
a bomb... is an indiscriminate killer. it is a weapon of war. i ponder (as a former soldier) how our nation was born from war, e-volved from centuries of nations born-and-raised on war, e-volved from warring tribes that e-volved from warriors.
when i watch a video of bombs, now, i don't see goodness. i see a species, hell-bent on power and bullying and war and death and "collateral damage."
i don't see goodness.
i love the u.s.a., and i am truly grateful for the opportunities. my military time was fantastic (and, dare i say it? fun!). i have never seen war, up close, thankfully.
when i see/hear fireworks, i'm torn -- between a patriotic love of home, and a legacy of unnecessary killling.