Warning - The following is boring and self indulgent. You've been warned.
I didnt mean for my blog yesterday to be taken as a positive thing. Thank you all for interpreting it in that way. Im not completely pleased with myself and I most certainly am not one to be praised or emulated.
Ive worked and earned for as long as I can remember. Back when I was a kid I was always available to do chores for neighbors. I had a paper route (I earned 8 cents a customer per week, plus tips) and I got my first real job as soon as I legally could.
Ive held many jobs, sometimes two or three at the same time. Ive worked for a couple of major corporations. My experiences with Corporate America came to an end at the end of the eighties. The office politics, hypocrisy and institutionalized excess and greed finally and completely demoralized me. I swore to never again involve myself in anything of that sort.
My most recent job recent lasted for nearly 14 years. I was the manager of a small music club in Dutchess County, NY. I earned far less than most would believe or imagine, but I had virtually no expenses. I lived out back in a 26 foot trailer and ate most of my meals at the restaurant. I was on call 24/7 and it seemed as if there was always something that needed to be dealt with. The job and environment nearly destroyed me, but I have many wonderful memories. More on some of that some other time
Ive leaned to exist frugally. I live in a relatively low rent area in a strange, tiny cottage. A few months before I moved in the river out back flooded and drove the old tenant out. It happens every few years. I dont plan to stay here much longer.
My car is a 25 year old Buick. I love it and plan to drive it until it either stops running or rusts away. I had Porsches when I was younger I dont need them anymore.
Ive arranged for a monthly income and I live within my means. I feel that my life is a good one probably too austere for most but perfect for me.
So why am I not satisfied?
In the words of Eldridge Cleaver You are either part of the solution or part of the problem. I rail against bankers and institutions and those who wield power in this country, but all the while I personally contribute nothing of a positive nature
I dont have a spare bedroom to share. I dont have any excess money to lend or give. The philanthropic plan that I mentioned would have been small. Very small. It would have only involved a few persons at a time. But Mighty oaks from little acorns grow. It would have been something positive, something more than I am currently now doing. It would have made a difference.
I need to find something positive that I can do. I want to help. I need a new plan.
I didnt mean for my blog yesterday to be taken as a positive thing. Thank you all for interpreting it in that way. Im not completely pleased with myself and I most certainly am not one to be praised or emulated.
Ive worked and earned for as long as I can remember. Back when I was a kid I was always available to do chores for neighbors. I had a paper route (I earned 8 cents a customer per week, plus tips) and I got my first real job as soon as I legally could.
Ive held many jobs, sometimes two or three at the same time. Ive worked for a couple of major corporations. My experiences with Corporate America came to an end at the end of the eighties. The office politics, hypocrisy and institutionalized excess and greed finally and completely demoralized me. I swore to never again involve myself in anything of that sort.
My most recent job recent lasted for nearly 14 years. I was the manager of a small music club in Dutchess County, NY. I earned far less than most would believe or imagine, but I had virtually no expenses. I lived out back in a 26 foot trailer and ate most of my meals at the restaurant. I was on call 24/7 and it seemed as if there was always something that needed to be dealt with. The job and environment nearly destroyed me, but I have many wonderful memories. More on some of that some other time
Ive leaned to exist frugally. I live in a relatively low rent area in a strange, tiny cottage. A few months before I moved in the river out back flooded and drove the old tenant out. It happens every few years. I dont plan to stay here much longer.
My car is a 25 year old Buick. I love it and plan to drive it until it either stops running or rusts away. I had Porsches when I was younger I dont need them anymore.
Ive arranged for a monthly income and I live within my means. I feel that my life is a good one probably too austere for most but perfect for me.
So why am I not satisfied?
In the words of Eldridge Cleaver You are either part of the solution or part of the problem. I rail against bankers and institutions and those who wield power in this country, but all the while I personally contribute nothing of a positive nature
I dont have a spare bedroom to share. I dont have any excess money to lend or give. The philanthropic plan that I mentioned would have been small. Very small. It would have only involved a few persons at a time. But Mighty oaks from little acorns grow. It would have been something positive, something more than I am currently now doing. It would have made a difference.
I need to find something positive that I can do. I want to help. I need a new plan.
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2. why couldn't you be my boss
3.oh I'm so sorry about both actually relationships are hard
4.Really how come? if I can ask
5.that's what I did as well
I just found out that before Einsteins Death he spoke to the nurse his last words in German and she didn't understand him because she didn't speak German, so his last words are lost forever.
I had that sushi with my daughter Heather yesterday that I mentioned I planned to do the other day. We came back to her apartment, I logged onto SG because I wanted her to post a photo of my wedding picture. I'd wanted to do that for a while, since I'm always mentioning Annette in my blogs.
I clicked on my friends list and told Heather a little about some of my closer friends. I'm very happy that I can talk about SG, with the proper amount of discretion of course, with Heather. She doesn't want to know the intimate details of SG in general, but is happy that I'm feeling so good about the site and the friends I've made here.
So, feel free to check out my wedding pic and let me know what you think.