Love of Cali Sports

I'm sure most feel the same about theirs but I LOVE MY STATE. I especially love it during any professional sports season. What's not to love. We are LOADED. You wanna catch some football? You got Niners, Raiders, and Charges. All decent in their own way (Raiders still live mostly off of history but hey it's one hell of a history right?).  Baseball: Dodgers, Padres, Giants, Angels and my personal favorite the A's. No it doesn't bother me the best thing about the A's this days are the RIVERCATS; hey they make Sacramento worth visiting. Hockey: Kings, Sharks and Ducks (So what they were named by Disney you gotta admit the newer stuff features some bad ass looking ducks or well feet). Oh and of course Basketball: Lakers, Clippers, Kings & Warriors. This playoff run for the Clippers was quite impressive I mean they are STILL the CLIPPERS people stop being cynical that they didn't make it all the way save that disgust for the LAKERS hahaha
Well Baseball is still marching on but my thoughts have already turned to football too bad I'm not a live or die Cali football guy. Sorry, my heart has been an EAGLE since the days of "Why Pass?" Cunningham. I just know I'm looking forward to see what this year will bring. Niners in the superbowl? Raiders with an actually winning record? Charges officially spontaneously burst into flames and sell off all their talent at the trade deadline?  Only time will tell, but I just can't wait.

thinking while i should be working

Day almost done. So what to do now? Whats to come after this oh I know MORE of the SAME. Thats right my life here is becoming more and more SSDD. Its not a glamorous life but hell its stable right? Frankly life is never easy and things are never quick. Well not as quick as I'd like to see but thats a different story entirely. 

All in all its been an ok day. No real complaints. Well of course there is one complaint the same complaint I have every moment Thursday through Monday.... I Wish I was Rich and could be done with this shit, but hell who doesn't question the point of working on the regular anyway? 

What a world what a world....

What a mad mad crazy beautiful world. 

Things are changing in this world of ours. People will always be materialistic spending multiple thousands not just on cars. This world is full of nice things some small some big. Life of luxury for all not just the big wigs. Yes with money to spend they come in droves knocking down our doors stepping on many toes. They can't help themselves these items that purchase, make them feel special. Though at times they can prove worthless. They strive and they work to earn enough to purchase such trinkets. From towels to wash with to massive marble sinks. Its a mad crazy world and I guess I'll miss it the people the places the fact we have no dishes? It's all in fun its been a blast, but in all honesty I can't wait to make one day my last

Time for a change a new adventure is calling so sorry to be leaving, but you know I'm not balling. I won't shed a tear for a place that brought dread and more often then not a pounding in my head. The people are great friendships that could be epic, but the place in general is a chore and I'll be happy when its done away with.

Things I'm a thinking (while I should be a workin)

First thing: Why the hell am I here at 5 am? I mean I'm so tired of being in a position that I'm a slave to the Eastern time zone. Its Saturday do they really need their calls answered at 8 am local time. Would 10am their time really hurt them? I mean come on. And better yet if they do need 8 am EST then why not have the center located in that time zone get up and handle it? No lets make the suckers out west roll out of their nice warm beds at the butt crack of dawn to handle our LOCAL clientele... Shenanigans I say, pure and utter rubbish that is!

Secondly:I'm so ready to be elsewhere its utterly ridiculous. I mean this life hasn't been all that bad, but my  new and improved SoCal life has so much promise I'm itching to get into it already. Yeah I'm going to be starting over making new friends and away from the things I already know, but fortunately being as I've been in Stockton I'm not leaving anything I love as I can't stand the city in which I reside.

Third: I tend to wonder why things are never as they seem. Friends who say they are friends tend not to be so friendly when the chips are down. And the ones who you most alienate are some of the truest people you possibly could ever meet. Think on that for a moment why don't ya.

Fourth: Frankly there is no fourth as my mind tends to draw a blank here. I guess that's what they mean by MIND NUMBING JOB cuz buddy my mind she is GONE!

Just another silly Sunday

Who enjoys working the weekend really? I mean it has its pluses and minuses, but for the most part the entire experience is a negative. Yes its great being off during the week where you can do things out and about in peace, but there is a definite catch of not being able to do so with any friends and family outside of the people you work with who just happen to have the same schedule as you. There is definitely such a thing as too much quality time amongst former strangers ya know.
Honestly the weekend wasn't always a bad time to work. Used to be the time where you felt free to work at your own pace and enjoy the chosen few around you burdened with the same or similar schedule. Then change came. Weekends became as hectic as the regular weekday grind. Just as much work, just as many bosses hovering over your every move, same stress worse days. This I feel must stop. I crave for the days of old. The weekend was my getaway from the insanity of the "regular" work week. That was the only reason I didn't mind losing out on both weekend days, but with things the way they are now I'm happy to become the regular day Joe in order to become a much happier WEEKEND WARRIOR. Now yes I'm not super big on strenuous activity so I won't be mountain biking or off road racing anytime soon; even still I will definitely and happily make time to reconnect with my Mon - Fri 9 to 5 buddies out there given the chance to be free on the weekend. Will this ever happen who knows really. All I know is the utter insanity of the hectic crazy weekend must stop and stop now
THANK YOU Cosmos please hear my cries!!!

OK enough of the bitching, its almost my start of the week/WEEKEND. What to do what to do, if only the rain would resist washing away my plans then I could forever be a much much happier man.

Work Thoughts

"All i wanted was your Love Love LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE
HATE is a stronger word but I really really really don't like you
Now that its over, I don't even know what I liked about you
Kept you around but you just brought me down
Hate is strong word but I really really really don't like you" - Plain White Tees

These are the random things I  think in my head during long slow days such as this one. Random bits of music movies or stories I've heard at one time or another.  I love getting lost in thought as much as the next guy but this is a bit ridiculous when I have this much time to think of the most random things I could ever dream.
Thoughts like

What would happen if you cross breed a Cow with a Walrus? I mean could we happily drink the milk of this creature. I mean we don't bother to ingest walrus (I believe because they are a bit too unappealing or better still because they look like our great uncles. You know the one who always talks of how MUSIC was MUSIC when he was a child unlike this new gobbledy gunk of today. His words not mine) So if we cross a COW with these freaky creatures would that make it better or worse? I'm just saying.

These are the thoughts I find myself dwelling on. Sad as it is, I guess the oddness is what makes me well ME!

"He's the son of god and man and Lion.
 He's the one who keeps us all from dying.
 You've seen the rest he is the best, he's the best and his name is DUKE LION!" - Big Dumb Face

Guess I'll go back to my thoughts, who knows where they may lead. All that can be done is to keep thinking them and hope for the best.

You shouldn't say F**K

Why you ask? It's simple; f**k is the worst word that you can say. Unfortunately for me I find myself thinking and speaking it so frequently you would swear I was a post WW2 sailor on shore leave.

Why do I let loose with such profanity you ask. That answer is also very simple; I'm finally losing my mind surrounded by so much insanity.  Work shouldn't be stressful after all my job is hardly rocket science which begs the question why are we acting like its the hardest thing in the world. I mean come on I work in a call center. Phones ring and I'm there to make sure people are available to pick up. Simple enough right. So why do I get shit piled on me from all angles? I can't get people on the phone when I need them and somehow its my fault when calls are holding for a long time. My job as a scapegoat is getting tiring & I must say I think its time for someone else to take the blame.  I have never been one to point fingers, but I'm ready to start telling tales. It's survival of the fittest and I refuse to be crushed under the thumb of those who seek to destroy me. Yeah that's right I am finding my true enemies. Hey just cuz you're paranoid doesn't mean everyone is NOT out to get you.

FUCK is the worst word that you can say so I just say m'kay



a look inside the mind of D