Grump

“What if your pain could be erased?”

QuoteI don’t want my pain erased. As wretched as it is, I need my pain; it makes me who I am; it makes me Grumpy.”

~ Once Upon A Time
Season 1; Episode 9: 7:15 A.M.

The ironic thing is that I presume most people misinterpret this attitude as disagreeable, which I guess could be viewed as such by others. I suppose I want to defend Grumpy’s statement because I can identify with it.

Growing up in a non-demonstrative [of love, feeling – in my opinion, of course], love was best displayed that if you were lucky enough to be the focus of ribbing/teasing, you were loved. I testify that constant teasing can make one grumpy, especially, when that same person has been spoiled and is facing the reality of life, being on the short end of the stick.

When I think about it further, teasing continued throughout my childhood: Fat, Gay – and I didn’t even know what gay was yet. As I enter the final stage of life (beginning, middle, end – my heart is softening my life resentments and I realize how bullying can affect one’s life, though the evil side of me still has a problem with being a big enough to be bullied that far. I am the biggest sissy around, yet I am still here – mentally and physically.

THEN AGAIN…knowing that there is a cost for magic, I would have to nail down all the particulars before agreeing to it. Actually, on the face of it, NO, I would not want my pain erased; I’m too afraid of the consequences. And with my record of having lived a Charlie Brown existence, I can’t afford to take the chances.

Happy Fourth?

What do we have to be happy about?

We the 99%, are still being ruled by the 1% for the last 241 years!

We the 99%, are still being ruled by a gov’t run on laws 241 years old

We the 99%, are “represented” by individuals that work 1/3 less the average that we work.

We the 99%, are “represented” by individuals that earn their income for lifetime, while we are forced to live on gov’t supplemental income.

We the 99%, are “represented” by individuals trying to kill us with horrific healthcare.

The gov’t spends OUR tax dollars; we should be able to designate where OUR $ go.

 

Think about that while you are barbecuing, celebrating!

 

Flag hung upside down to represent how ass-backwards our country is!

Venus Williams

Venus Williams: Guilty of Manslaughter

Yet she, according to Good Morning America, she has not been ticketed nor charged for the accident in which an elderly gentleman was killed, his wife injured. And why the fuck is the daughter filing a case for wrongful death? Hello!? There is a crime for that: Manslaughter!

Despite manslaughter being a misdemeanor in this instance – to the best of my knowledge and which explains Venus’s current freedom – I am outraged! But the law, is the law.

Regina

“I can’t keep living like this!”

Quote What Snow did to me; what she took from me. It’s eating me alive. Her very existence mocks me. She must be punished.”

Once Upon A Time
Season 1, Episode 2: The Thing You Love Most

I can so identify with the Evil Queen (Lana Parrilla). June has been relegated as Gay Pride Month. I am gay, but I am not proud. If anything, My feelings towards other gays are equal to the Evil Queen’s feelings towards Snow.

Rationally, I admit my lack of good choices and accountability in life corroded my self respect. All I ever wanted in life was a companion to share my life with. Growing up gay; knowing I was different, but now how; and the constant bullying I experienced from others with more sharpened intuition made keeping my secret unbearable.

“What they did to me; what they took from me; it’s eating me alive!”

When I learned I was gay and that there were others I celebrated…right into addiction, irrationality and the whole time I was still hoping, seeking and desiring a companion. Of course my perceptions of what love would be got warped and twisted. My journey into loneliness was only compounded by the fact that being overweight my whole life, I was not the ideal “West Hollywood,” “South Beach” skinny, muscular homo.

“Their very existence mocks me!”

As such, I did not find much to be gay or proud about and continue to mull these dire thoughts.

“I can’t keep living like this!”

I have given up in life. My health has deteriorated over two years and now I am plagued with elder complications. I have no ambition, no friends, and probably insufficient energy for any activities. I just wait to die now and in the meantime, I enjoy the company of my dog, Mojo, with whom I have a pact that we must die at the same time.

God is great…

…if you believe.

And if you believe in a God, as you understood Him, it’s even bettah!

I noticed Mojo was having a seizure. I went to grab the towel for sensory deprivation therapy (SDT). His seizure was long and drawn out, but mild. We were watching American Ninja Warrior and I was thinking that these guys deserve their adoration for such a personal victory and such wonderfully hot bodies.

Next thing I notice was that Mojo had calmed. I put him down, but I was wrong. I picked him up again, SDT, and added singing. The all of a sudden I got sad and started asking God for a miracle cure in the name of Mojo, because I did not want to lose my connection with a God, as I understand him.

WAIT! Did I just say that? I had been questioning my faith recently.

I always talk to Mojo, my dog, who does not understand English, every day he has been with me. We are both diseased: predetermination. Doh! I do have faith!

The next thing I noticed…Mojo’s seizure had ended.

Glory be and hallelujers!

Praise God!

Testify!

“Sister Emmy Lou done gone t’ shoutin’ an’ jumpin’ cause she feels the spirit…”

~ Down South Camp Meeting
The Manhattan Transfer

Bounty

Bounty of Stupidity

The Truth: I wipe up liquid in the opposite direction of my personal belongings so as not to damage them.

The Lie: Bounty is encouraging stupid behavior by showing the mother wiping up a liquid towards a media device.

WHO IN THE HELL WIPES UP A SPILL LIKE THAT?

I am sure there are people out there that are stupid enough, and it would not surprise me to hear of a court case there a consumer is suing Bounty for the damage the consumer caused to their cell phone by wiping up liquid like the lady in the commercial.

RE: :05 on the video timeline

Style By Jury

Style By Jury

J. has myopia, was emotionally scarred by sky-diving accident, kid-fashions due to small stature, “she looks sad” comment by jury…all leading to make over. Just finished psychological task of writing positive affirmations out, posting on stakes and proclamation her positive truths as she climbed a hill, where she is greeted by three close friends with positive truths about her. Teeth redone, Hair redone, Makeup redone.

As he is watching, he is thinking about the psychological task alone and thinking “What’s the point?” He is pretty sure this is a symptom of his depression. From his perspective, he doesn’t see the point of improvement…For whom? His next lover? Any and all past lovers were not there for love. What is there to be attracted to? For what? For his health? He has diseases for which there is no cure. For the next great job? He has not been gainfully employed since 2007. Due to his health, he doubts he has the mental/physical strength to work a full time job anymore, unless from home on his computer.

Bottom line: If he could have a COMPLETE (body, mind, teeth, hair, clothing, etc.) makeover, he would do it as a last chance at love and a last chance attempt for a complete mental perspective turnaround .