Filed under: rants | Tags: back, chiropractor, health, hospital, injury, life, medical, pain, sciatica
The symptoms are simple to identify. It starts with pains in your lower back and on one buttock then it gradually moves down your leg to your feet. The pain seems to bounce around, up and down one leg from day to day. Sometimes sending jolts of nerve burning electicity and other time a warm throb. This, in return, makes sitting, sleeping and concentrating very difficult.
I had these symptoms for almost 2 months and they are driving me crazy. They make life just a little more difficult. For example, I have to stand up all the time. I am on my feet 20 hours of the day. I stand up in class at the back of the room. Im the weird old guy who limps around with a shaking container of IB Profen in my pocket. lol. Thats funny.
But, what am I complaining about. At least one day I will heal. I am not the only person living in constant pain. And lets face it, Its better than throwing up all the time or broken ribs in combination with a frequent cough.
Filed under: rants | Tags: american, culture, history, home alone living good, journal, music, rant, rock in roll, simple man, southern moments, wine, writing
Most people would think that wine and Lynard Skynard does not mix but im here to tell you that when “simple man” starts playing all i want to do is get wasted. The song is an old soul telling mamma stories after a church chicken plate.
Americans today think they do not have any culture because of the new global world but i would like to remind the common man that all we want is to be a ” simple man, someone you can trust and understand”.
We follow our hearts. We are inventive, creative and ever changing. We live on the theater steps of the world. We are the voices of a thousand children.
Do not be scared to be an American.
Filed under: education | Tags: education, knowledge, rant, starbucks, student
Well, I finally finished up the second summer semester. It was a raw and bitter war but i managed to keep my cycle of “A”s going. One of the advantages of being an older student is more curiosity toward knowledge. It seems i cant get my fill. Well i start the regular fall semester next week. Ye haw! Well, I guess ill take the next few days to drink and be merry, maybe even go to Starbucks.
Until then
Filed under: rants | Tags: beer, culture, dancing, drinking, education, Mexico, pole dancing, rants, sex, strippers
Occasionally, I like to explore life outside of its daily pattens and commutes, you know, let go. When the urge calls, I answer by taking trips to new places or go hiking at a park. But this weekend the experience was a little more interesting than just that.
We, friends and I, have been preparing for a baptism of a new family member, when we decided to head down to “Good Ole” Mexico to celebrate. I was certain the night would end up rather hairy and twisted, leaving trails and gaps in my memory. It seems that most of the funnest times leave a scar that memory alone will not heal; however, it is sometimes necessary in the case that I would rather not remember what the night conjured. In this story, I was not that fortunate.
By 4:00 in the morning, after heavy drinking, it is not a rare thing for a guy to want to see near naked women. Actually, when hanging out with my friends, it can be more common than i would like to admit. But the fact remains, if the question of visiting with strippers is mentioned, we all promptly agree to leave right away.
Shortly after arriving, a man with a keg of tequila gave me a free shot while drawing the attention from everyone else in the bar. This made me an easy mark. But it wasn’t until a small dog jumped out of the keg that i knew i been fooled. Was that dog in there the whole time? Where did the poodle-mutt run off to anyway? My mind was filled with puzzling questions when I realized that i was being called up to the stage.
I wasn’t sure exactly what the odd looking man was asking or why he was pointing at me, signaling me toward the stage. But i was quickly informed, by a friend, that it was just a show and i should go on stage. Why not? hell. I was feeling good. Then he called up 3 more people.
I didn’t take long to figure out that what the odd man had in mind was a stripper-pole dancing competition among us 4 contestants. That when the adrenaline kicked in. If i was going to do this, i would do this right.
I pole danced and it came more natural to me than i will ever understand. I received a standing ovation. I prided myself on the masculinity approach i chose. Not looking gay was a big concern of mine. I redefined male pole dancing. But, i did not win. The old guy with a beer belly used his enormous stomach to hump the pole. This impressed the lot of us. He was brave, daring and won the judges heart. However i had him on the pole, that was a known fact. That’s when i knew i was born to pole dance.
Filed under: education | Tags: education, goverment, homer, school. homework, studying
Well tonight it looks like all i will do is study. Just like last night and tomorrow. Taking a full load in the summer can get a little hectic. This week i have been trying to cram foreign policy, economics, presidents, judiciary selection, “illiad” by Homer in my head. While trying to write a play for Thursday. These are the days that the weak are weeded out. At some point you can only do what time and mind allows. I have been relying on the “winging it” doctrine to get bye. It works, just not as well as i would like. Well thanks for the break. I better get back to reading homer. 
