Just Tell A Story

I keep wrestling with iMovie. That is because I am working on a video montage for my daughter and I want it to be good.

I want it to tell a story and I want it to have some pop and layers to it. I don’t want it to be some awful, cheesy family movie thing.

But I don’t want it to be so full of effects and polish that it looks fake.

It feels a bit like writing. Sometimes I feel like I am pretty good at it and sometimes I think I am just an awful hack.

LeBron The Overrated

Got quite a few people pissed off and annoyed with me because I said LeBron is overrated and suggested that his play in the leastern conference helped pad his stats.

Pushed back and yelled a bunch for being irked about the peasant when they didn’t vote and don’t do a damn thing to make Trumpzilla think twice about his evil deeds.

BTW, I give LeBron full credit for being a good human and doing good things with his wealth and fame. More people should and for that he deserves much praise.

Spent way too much time in Tyler and East Texas today. That will be my salvation or my doom.

Holy fuck, so much going on right now I can’t even tell you. Still not sure how I am holding on, but somehow I am.

It will get better, but I am going to spend more time dancing in the damn fire before that happens.

A Different Conversation

I’d have a different conversation. She’d be on her back or side and I’d be doing my thing.

Since this is a family blog we’ll say after she was red faced and smiling I’d have a short conversation with her.

If history is our guide it wouldn’t take much to bring about that smile because we have thousand of years/times of experience.

And if it never happened, well one day she would regret not giving herself the experience again.

Hell, she could try it in the name of science. It would be a simple way to prove some things.

Two hands, two fingers, two minutes.

An Oaf & A Dope

I saw comments from an oaf and a dope today and thought about engaging.

I am in a bit of a bad mood and so the idea of trolling the two idiots had some interest especially since their arrogance makes them myopic about many things.

But even though it might have been momentarily enjoyable to tweak the dumb and dumber I figured there was no real upside to it. No rewards come from that, no medals, no prizes and no benefit.

And even if there were it I don’t know that I would care enough to do so. Besides given my mood I am likely to go after anyone that looks sideways at me. Got no patience for stupidity or for ignorance.

Really in one of those burn all bridges and salt the earth moods.  About the end of my rope regarding some things, already told a few to go fuck themselves in ways that have finality.

I don’t like being fucked with and can’t stomach some of the bullshit I have been fed. I may be an idiot and a fool about some things, but those are my choices.

Try to force it upon me and I will stick my boot in your ass in a way that won’t be described as loving or inspirational.

Moving Is A Pain

Moving is a pain in the ass. I’ll be happy when this is done.

The good news is I am moving less than 10 miles, but I still have to pack, move, unpack and take care of a million little details.

Got to go back to Nordstrom to grab the new suit I bought, hit the barber to shave my head and then roll down to heritage and beyond.

Those aren’t really moving things but they are on the to do list and since no one is around to help I have to be diligent about making sure I get things done.

More posts here and elsewhere cuming soon.

Dinner & A Movie

Going to one of those fancy theaters to see Wonder Woman and have dinner. I hope it is good.

Figure I’ll come home with a cleared head and do some more writing. If I didn’t have the gym and a place to write I don’t know what I would do.

I just dump all the contents of my head onto the page, don’t care if it is good or bad. Don’t care what people think, it is just a place to vent and stay sane.

Intolerant & Cranky

I have been told I am intolerant and cranky.  Can’t say yes or no to cranky but definitely intolerant, but of specific things.

  • Almost anything Forrest Trump does or say.  He is dangerous, like a drunk in a china shop who somehow stumbled in and is too inebriated to walk out without crashing into things.
  • Bad sales people.
  • Bad customer service.
  • People who lie to my face.
  • People who don’t lie to my face but lie to me.
  • Liver- Awful.
  • Brussels Sprouts- Awful.

So very disappointing to see, hear and experience some things. I let a few people have it, need to do it to a few more.

Going to update everywhere else I write for no other reason than because I feel like it. Yeah, I am a man in dire need of something.

It happens.