Can a man get a pair of shoes, or at least some respect?

Here is my rambling for the week and I’m all worked up about it. Yesterday was one of those days where I just couldn’t catch a break. You know when all the little things go wrong and the whole world is scheming to make your life more difficult. And they were, the people of the world, scheming to piss me off. And it almost worked, like when the girl and I are on the subway and it’s late and we get to our stop where we’d get drinks and food because she was hungry from working a double shift. We get to our stop and the doors open and people pile onto the train, without letting us off, because they’re in some goddamn hurry or something, then the door controlling lady in the black boxed door controlling room on the train in front of us, thought it’d be awesome to close the doors and proceed on down the track without letting us get out. So we missed our stop, myself and the lady who’s tired from working a double shift, and so we had to get off at the next stop and turn around.

Heres to you Dad.

Ok now for something a little lighter in topic...

Let's talk about, oh, I don't know, lets talk whiskey... Love the stuff. Jack Daniels Old No. 7, Jim Beam (white or black), Johnnie Walker (red, black, or don't forget 'bout that Blue Label we had too), George Dickel, Gentleman Jack, Jack Daniel's Single Barrel, Jameson's, Wild Turkey, Canadian Club... OK, those last two... I could really do without... Although Wild Turkey's American Honey is a nice treat, if mixed with good plain whiskey. There are sooooo many more out there to be sampled... so much to taste, so little time. My favorite right now seems to be Jim Beam's Red Stag (a black cherry flavored whiskey... It is so choice. If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up), blended 50/50 with Jim Beam white. So full of deliciousness... I think I got this penchant for whiskey from my Dad. I fondly remember him coming home from work, asking me to “Get my medicine.” Hmmm, a future topic of why I became a Pharmacist? Anyway, his medicine was a classic Manhattan. As he taught me: not too much ice... 2 fingers of vermouth, topped with his whiskey, Canadian Club if I remember right. So a few years ago, out of, I guess out of curiosity, I tried a few Manhattans, and, was, duly impressed... I remember thinking “Good stuff, Dad, good stuff”. Anyway, thank you Dad. I Love you, and miss you every day... Here's to you...

Family, Friends and Beer.

As I sit here in NY, I have to express some things I didn't quite have time to do before I left Maine. For those of you that don't know, I recently moved to NY from Maine. I was born and raised in Maine. I come from a small town where almost all of my family still resides. Pretty much all except for my mother and two sisters, who are here in NY. They've been here for six years. Anyway to move forward to my point, after I graduated high school I did a lot of nothing only to find myself working in a pharmacy. In this pharmacy I met almost all of these people you see on this blog.

2nd amendment anyone?

Saw this the other day at Maine Military Suppply...

Actually laughed out loud...

The 2nd amendment to our Constitution reads:

“A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.”


When I bought my 9mm last year, ammo for it was sold out damn near everywhere. The guy at Maine Military Supply said he'd been having a hard time keeping any semi-auto guns, and the ammo for them in stock. He was thankful for Obama's election. He said business has never been better. Even now he says sales are still strong.

How to Beilieve in Christianity: A Lesson in Mental Decompensation

We all need something to believe in, and it seems that believing in yourself isn’t a popular choice these days. So, what do you do? Well, it’s much easier to believe in some remote being. You see, this removes responsibility. Things didn’t work out your way, well “god works in mysterious ways”, or it’s all a part of “god’s plan”. Things do go your way, and you get to praise jesus, allah, or whatever other deity you happen to worship (yes, they are lowercase on purpose). It’s nice because you don’t have to try as hard for results when you believe that you aren’t the one ultimately responsible for the outcome

The real things in life.

In this day and age surrounded by a failing economy, cynicism and a lack of communication face to face, I find myself thankful for the things I have in life. I, like many people, have plenty to be pissed off about. I'm not a glass is half empty or even a glass is half full person. Personally I don't give a shit. If there's just something in the glass I'm stoked. I'm not rich. I don't have supermodel looks. I'm not married. I don't have a formal education. Hell, I'm not even a real filmmaker...yet.

Two party system and the stupidity of mankind.

Is anyone else tired of our two party political system? Well i am..... I hate that its become a race between Democrats and Republicans. A hundred years ago their views on politics were completely reversed. Its gone from elections that meant something to now who has the most money who has the most influence over the masses, with the relentless help from the fucking media which i hate. And my fellow geniuses will tell you the same thing I'm about to say..... The masses are stupid.

Survival of the Fittest...oh, no, wait.... Weakest???

Darwin’s Law of Natural Selection: “The process by which by which heritable traits that make it more likely for an organism to survive and successfully reproduce become more common in a population over successive generations. It is a key mechanism of evolution. This theory is also known as ‘Survival of The Fittest’”

On one hand, I feel like I should apologize ahead of time for the things that I am about to say as it is not my intention to offend anyone. But, on the other hand, these are things that definitely need to be said…

Shout out to those that earn a paycheck!

I've recently moved from Maine to New York. I don't live in the city but I'm pretty close. There, of course, are many differences in the culture, most of which I enjoy. I've met many people from different walks of life, which I love. I enjoy meeting new people who are from different places with different points of view and cultures. I come from Maine and for those of you that don't know it's 97% white. So experiencing different things is something I love about NY.

help me I'm losing my house...

There's a quote in today's paper in response to the question “What is the state of the state of Maine?” that reads: “Pretty poor. I've been out of work for almost 17 months [Maine needs] relief for mortgage holders. Right now I'm losing my house, because I can't make the mortgage.”