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I'm on the phone right now with Gramma and Grumble. Today, Grumble turned 60 years young. 25 years my senior. I just smoked and took a shower, thinking of how badly I struck out last night at the bar as I was giggling as the warm water hit my back and shoulders. A certain amount of apathy is the only way to be successful. You literally have to not care, and soon enough you wont.

I learned the power of apathy very early in life.

Once I turned 20 or so, I remember having this overwhelming anger and confusion, and then it began to fade and things began to not bother me so much. I've always had a morose sense of humor and would laugh at dry, sardonic and horrible and catastrophic things.

I'm going to be happy to be working on projects this summer and staying busy with American Bin. I'm really lucky to have this company and I'm glad that Blake is going to help me expand North to home. That excites me.

Someday I'm going to look at girls as something different than just 'pussy'. There has only been maybe a few girls in my life that I have considered -not that. Some girls are worth chasing and demand your imagination. Other girls, are just wounded seals that fade into murky, shark infested waters.

It's weird knowing that, that will probably never happen. Romance, yes. Passion and lust, yes. Spontaneous, interactive crazy moments that can last just as long as any deep, vested marriage that has highs, lows and everything in between. Just small interludes of infidelity, and you know even in those small moments you get the very best of them in the short moments shared.

I have talents. I have abilities. I have the power of apathy. I'm all in, and if it doesn't work, eh, I don't give a shit. It's funny. Unless it's one of those girls that can hurt you, then it stings. Boy, can it sting.

There's so many good fights coming up in boxing this spring. I know the sport is dying and it hurts me. I wish they could consolidate and unify the belts so that we can save the sport and set ourselves up for great fights in the future. In my opinion there are 2 reasons why boxing is dying. Number one, there are way too many championship belts in boxing. As of right now, there are 5 belts to a weight class. That is insane. Number 2, they will not use the power of marketing or advertising to promote fights. The reason Floyd Jr went from great fighter to celebrity is because of the HBO 24/7 show.

We can save this sport.

I'm about to go smoke again. I love smoking. There are a few shows that are new and old that I want to watch and re-watch. Right now I'm watching the 2nd season of 'Better Call Saul'. I love this show. The newer shows I'm looking to catch up on are ;The Walking Dead', 'Horace and Pete', 'Shameless', and in May will be 'House of Cards'.

In case you missed it, both of Chapelle's Netflix specials have been crazy funny. He is a genius and sorely missed. 'Iron Fist' is a snooze fest and right on the same level as 'Jessica Jones' in regards of horribleness. But, Dare Devil is a masterpiece. I can't wait to rewatch it and in time I need to watch 'Blazing Saddles'.

Ok, I'm going to smoke and turn off my brain.

"I don't deserve this award, but I have arthritis and I don't deserve that either" - Jack Benny

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    I just started 'Iron Fist' on Netflix. I'm so impressed with Marvel Studio's verocity when it comes to their incredible ability of taking B and C level characters and making them not only relevant but really good. Jessica Jones however, in my opinion, is not very good and Iron Fist is pretty boring as well.    I started writing on Penzu as of late. I love it's format.    My company is begining to pick up some pretty great momentum and it looks like I'm going to be moving back downtown again.    On St. Patrick's Day I had an incredible time in Pickerington with my roomates and Blake. I have never had an argument with my roomates. They're good guys and we get along really well. I will miss living here if I end up moving, but I know we would make the most of it and still hang out.     On St. Patrick's Day we started drinking around 11am and headed to bar around 2pm. I was pretty drunk all day and I kissed more than a few girls as their husbands were walking around the bar looking for them. The one girl I was having a moment with I could tell would have lead to something if she weren't married, but, it's ok.      I remember telling her that her lips tasted like gummy bears and she was still blushing when she walked up to her husband with the "that's just a friend look" on her face as I was getting mean mugged by him, smiling into my beer as the bouncer was smirking at me.       The bands that night were awesome and the Piper was great too. I'm not proud to be Irish. I don't think you can be proud of something you didn't earn, right? I do love it though. Until St.Patty's Day, I had been drinking all of March. A real shit show. As we got home everyone started to pass out and I kept drinking as I started to cook.        I woke up pretty early that Friday and grabbed all my Irish gear and food. So,  after being at the bar for 11 hours and about 25 beers and shots later I began cooking. I'm not a cook. And I certainly don't cook very much. I actually only have two 'dishes' I really am able to prepare, but when I do, it's not all that bad. In fact, I think it's pretty bad ass.         The one of two dishes I love to make is Fetta Bruchetta.          Usually this dish is designated to Brookfield late night's. After the kids come back from the bars with a bunch of people who love John Georges. We open up a few cases of beer and I begin cooking, and I end up cooking for a few hours and it's a blast.           First I grab a bunch of pita and put just a lil olive oil on it, and I set as many on the grill as I can. I like to toast them more than a little crispy, but not crispy enough until they break. Then I get a giant bowl. Then I cut up a bunch of tomato's and onions.            I really love onion. I think it's my favorite veggie.            So, then I throw all the cut up veggies in the big bowl and add garlic powder and oregano and smother it in olive oil. Then I crumble up big chunks of feta, usually Bulgarian as it's more creamy and not as bitey as the Greek and put in on the pita then add the veggies.             I have to say, after a few soda pops at the bar, this is pretty awesome.             However, my other specialty is my McCauley Irish platter. My Irish platter consists of a bunch of potato's that are cut up and plced in the oven until they're crispy on all sides and then loaded with lemon pepper. Then I make corned beef on pumpernickle bread and I place that in the oven just a little more than crispy as well.              This year though, after a very long St. Patrick's Day only one of my roomates stayed up to eat my Irish dish. I did have a great time and I danced my ass off and going out and making girls laugh and getting that look of more than curiosity as a girl is dumb enough get more and more tangled in your web.               Gummy Bears.               GGG and Jacobs had a great fight. I was stoked to be able to catch the last 9 rounds. I'm not sure if it was judged fairly, but what a really great fight. Boxing has some more great fights coming up this year, I just hope for boxing's sake they promote them with some emphasis.               Off to get my hair cut.

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Keith Thurman vs Danny Garcia (March 4th) Thurman by Split Decision

Shawn Porter vs Andre Berto (April 22nd) (Just added! Akron’s own!)

Manny Pacquiao vs Amir Khan (April 23rd) Anthony Joshua vs Wladamir Klitchko (April 29th) GGG vs Daniel Jacobs (March 18th) Glovkin by Unaminous Dec Canelo Alvarez vs Julio Cesar Chez Jr (May 6th) Lucas Matthysse vs TBA (May 6th) Terrence Crawford vs TBA (May 20th) Kell Brook vs Errol Spence (May 27th)

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Boxing 2017

Yeah!

Keith Thurman vs Danny Garcia (March 4th) Manny Pacquiao vs Amir Khan (April 23rd) Anthony Joshua vs Wladamir Klitchko (April 29th) GGG vs Daniel Jacobs (March 18th) Canelo Alvarez vs Julio Cesar Chez Jr (May 6th) Lucas Matthysse vs TBA (May 6th) Terrence Crawford vs TBA (May 20th) Kell Brook vs Errol Spence (May 27th)

Boxing is dying. The heavyweight champion just defended his world title and no one knew it.

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A walkin’ music and a blog

Justin Bieber - Sorry 21 Pilots - Stressed Out 21 Pilots - Hethens The Weekend - Starboy Gnash - I hate u I love you The Weekend - In the night Flo Rida - My house Calvin Harris - Is this what you came for Shawn Mendes - Stitches Elle King - Exs and Oh's Zack Hempsey - Vengeance

I tackled my comics last night and today and later tonight most likely after the "Team Gramble" meeting. I'm obsessed with time. It's truly hindering me. I'm consumed with regret and although things are beginning to go my way, I'm becoming more and more apathetic at concepts of life and recognizing that life is just a brief window and the work required to put in to be succesful, isn't worthy of it's reward.

That may make me sound sully, but I'm on here to excersize my thoughts and feelings. I feel bad that others are not aware of what I'm aware of sometimes. I dont think thay considers me sociopathic, nor egotistical. My conclusions are made in time, objectively, and tested through wisdom and research.

Politics is a passion of mine, and I feel bad that because people around me are apolitical, I make them feel dumb or inferior. I don't test people to challenge them or to contest their ability to debate. I am truly curious how inflammatory their reasonings or convictions are based on how they've arrived at a conclusion.

When people say things like "They just said ...". Who is they? And what did they say exactly? When people talk like this, I am no longer able to follow their argument. My senior year in college I rejected 2 or premises because of the same sort of citation.

I welcome any of you to reject a premise from a Republican, hard core - Christian about different parts of the Old Testament while submitting your thesis titled "Theological persuasion of American politics and culture" which I posit the argument that the American version of Christianity has done more bad than good for man, and it needs to be excersized with more practicality and responsibility.

I digress.

In more personal news, every girl I've been talking to non platonically are no longer speaking to me, and all for different reasons. One loves me, but I don't love her, even though she will never ever escape me. One I love, but doesn't love me - even though she says she does. One I really liked but told me to get lost for avoiding her. It's weird killing off all prospects.

In regards to the first girl mentioned. It's incredible what chemistry can do to a person. I know no matter what she does or attempts to do, I will always have her. She is my living testament is that lust will always, always out-do love.

It's incredinle power when you have someone. Mind and body. I guess that's why it hurts so much someone we love hurts us. Thinking of what they're doing, how things are different, even wondering if they miss you. The idea that they would make you ponder that is where the hurt buries itself, plants it's seed and over time fades but never goes away.

You never forget the pattern that person impressed upon you.

The other night I watched the movie "Her". Boy, I hurt for that fucker. What a great movie. That is true genius writing. Spike Jones' girl is my celebrity crush - the beautiful and brilliant Sofia Copolla.

He nailed it. We should all be so lucky to find that moment in time. For those of you out there who have, hold on to it. The rest of are rooting for you. The sideliners looking to make sure everyone them is ok and able to seek that moment and make it last as long as possible.

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Man, I have a love affair with food. It's something out of a Norman Rockwell painting most of the time, if he had captioned it "Glutony". I have a littany of different, BAD foods that swarm around my head and are the best part of my day. I guess I'll share them now; The AM Crunch Wrap from Taco Bell's breakfast menu, The infamous and simple Sausage Biscuit from McDonald's breakfast menu, Korean BBQ wings extra extra crispy and wet from Rooster's, The Frisco Melt from Hardee's (Carl Jr's if you're from Cali) The new Cadbury style egg but Reese's, Authentic Mexican street food truck's riddled through Columbus, The Buffalo gyro with feta from Papa Gyro's, The Maple Bacon donut from Peace, Love and Tiny Donuts, The Double Trouble from John Georges (of course) The Double Pepp from Mikey's Late Night Slice, The Turkey club on a pretzel bagel from Tim Horton's, and ANY kind of ice cream from Jeni's ( I recommend the Dark Chocolate and Butter Lemon combo)

It appears the President Trump is following up on all of his promises. The next 4 years are going to be hard to recover from. Unfortunately, this what the majority of the country wants. I blame the democrats completely. We truly deserve whatever nightmare is coming, and it's going be very very hard for some more than others.

However, the scary thing about Trump is that he is doing some good. He is going after the TPP and NAFTA. That is incredible. If he is able to achieve these things, he could possibly be not just a good President, but a great one. Yet, if you accomplish these things, and still build a 15 billion dollar wall to separate us from Mexico, that will effect their economy, ours and funny enough Canada's, how do we digest that as a country?

I don't know.

I have about 25-35 comics I'm behind on reading, which I'd like to catch up on today through Wednesday. The writing is mostly good, but it can sometimes drag, because the new encroachment of non-comic book - movie fans are beginning to dissuade the writers from staying on pace.

But, fuck it.

I'm seeing a councilor weekly now, and I am closer and closer to getting on medication. I have to direct the conversation, while allowing her to think she is. It can be exhausting, but, again - fuck it. It's a means to an end. I'm going to moving back downtown in late February/ Early March. I have to let Blake move in and that is after I hired him last week. I'm the Vice President now of my bosses new company, and I know that we are going to do a really really good job.

I'm going to miss my roommates. They're good guys. We have a lot of fun together, but being on the cusp of 35, I can't hang around because something is convenient or fun. I have a lot to accomplish and this spring is going to be here sooner than later.

I love driving around with Grumble and my Gramma. It's hell for Grumble and great for my Gramma. I feel bad for her. She is couped up in her house, alone with 7 cats that drive her crazy, yet she wouldn't have it any other way. My Gramma is very funny, unique, self deprecating and witty, yet she is depressed, regretful and unidentifyingly jaded in some ways. Her mild racism borders an endearing charm that makes her undeniably fun to be around. Her observation of today's world rivals mine as we are equally confused at how ardent people are attached to their phones.

The other day my Mom asked me to set her phone so that the screen won't lock every 30 secs. I set her phone for 5 minutes and I told her "You realize, we can't go 5 minutes without looking at our phones?" We are all guilty of this. I absolutely detest it.

The older I get, the more I'm turning introverted. This world has exhausted itself, and we just don't know it yet. I wish I shared what is so interesting with my peers and today's youth, but I've just never fit in. I've never 'got it'. I'd like to get more involved with the Democratic Socialist party this year. I think Bernie has opened the doors for us. If only time was still a friend. I hope liberals are watching current political climate, because we are going to need them in four years, and I really mean that.

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It's funny how dreams are.

Sometimes, you forget them. Sometimes, you remember parts of them. Sometimes, you remember the entire dream. Sometimes, you remember the feeling of an adventure that only your imagination experienced, even though you can almost remember small details, of something that never happened, or it did until you awoke.

I had a dream about this girl, a girl I don't know or never have. I walked with this girl and laughed this girl. I fucked this girl. This girls broke my heart and walked away from me, then I woke up.

I woke up heartbroken. I could feel post partem depression set into my day as my love left me. The girl resembled Emma Stone in a way and looked out of the corner of her eyes when she laughed.

I've never had a crush on Emma Stone yet I can't say, now, I don't fancy her, but I do know, it wasn't her I wasn't I was chasing in this dream. A girl with chipped toe nail polish and a great body.

As I woke, I remember thinking, thank goodness this hurt wasn't real and the girl wasn't either. However, the hurt didn't fade with the realization of the dream's projected lie and absolving my memory as only it could be responsible for this person gating through my unconscious as if she had a place there, and awaited me was done so with caution.

If she did rest in my subconscious, she was there to hurt me. If the hurt was real, is it possible she is? Whoever she is. Even in your dreams, the girl isn't  who you want her to be. I do believe love to be more, yet I have never had the pleasure in dream nor reality.

To have never enjoyed such a warm feeling is somewhat bothersome, yet the fact the disappointment evades me is what bothers me. If you're ok without love, what exactly is left for you?

I have captured the minds, hearts and imagination of a few women in my life, but I know that eventually whatever ties I've had,  fade quickly and forgotten just as sudden as the first words spoken.

Somewhere, that girl will rest. Here or the there and I'm going to make her explain herself

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I haven't blogged inawhile. So I'm going to cheat, and just run through some stuff, and exhaust my brain's reservoir.

I went through a 2 hour assessment on Thursday and I'm learning to recognize and assess my problems with calm. This isn't something I discussed in my assessment, it's something I'm learning to do on my own.

When I medicate I'm able to slow my thoughts down. I'm able to explore the inventory of thoughts of that day, and lately my thoughts have been relatively dark. Well, for others, maybe.

I have been considering death. Not because I'm sad or hopeless or depressed. But, I consider death because it's not something we can’t escape, and it's permanency is worth considering.

I have had a moment of clarity. I don't want to die yet, and I have been living the past decade as if I'm already dead. That is an incredible sense of conviction.

Going to the gym and hitting the bag is so good for me. I miss it terribly.

I can't wait to see the therapist Thursday.

Also, Thursday, I’m going to be setting up my LLC at a bank and getting my hair cut.

I'm so far behind on my comic books, it's crazy.

It really makes me sick when I see Hillary stickers on the back of people's cars. People really are not aware of what bullshit day-to-day bullshit is coming. The Democratic party was truly exposed as being incredibly inane and just overall corrupt.

I think I truly consider Bernie Sanders to be a hero of mine.

I have added him to my list of 'B's' in which I must defend - Bernie Kosar, Rocky Balboa, Bret Hart, Bobby Kennedy and now Senator Sanders

The new Jungle Book movie is amazing. I 'highly' recommend it. Now, really, watch it high, it's amazing.

I think 'Homeland' has sort of ripped off 'The Americans', just not as good

I have been thinking about 'Gangs of New York' lately. Scorsese is a genius.

Tomorrow, I'm going to make a point to read as many of my comics as I cam.

Nothing's better than smoking and reading. It's awesome, well smoking and getting a massage is fucking awesome too, which I’m doing Thursday after my appointment with the therapist.

I have deleted my OkCupid and Plenty of Fish accounts.

I love 3 way calling my Gramma and Grumble it always reminds me

Wednesdays are most likely going to my one day a week off from the gym, and also a low sugar day. Most likely just salads and shakes.

Saturday or Sunday is going to be one day a week that I have something a little different to eat, but it has to be healthy. Here is a list of meals I can’t wait to dive into.

- Jerk Chicken with Plantains

- Extra Spicy Curry with Broccoli replacing Rice

- Gyro Salad with Feta

One of my main goals is to become a vegetarian again. I was once a vegetarian for 6 months.

I’d also like eliminate dairy eventually as well, but one step at a time.

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Life has bizarre patterns. I'm sitting in my new office, in one of, if not the most affluent areas of Ohio decorating my office. I'm looking at business card models, not as intensely as my man Christian in 'American Psycho' - but, it's relatively important.

Right now, I live 45 minutes from my office and if a pebble falls in the middle of 270 (Outer belt highway) the traffic can be compared to L.A. It's stupid for me to be this far away from my office, so I'm considering moving into one of the vacant rooms in my office.

The perks of doing so are pretty cool. I have decided that I'm going to marry this job. I need to give it my all and if that means working the majority of my day and night - so be it. It will be worth it. I have a really nice, comfy memory foam bed, that will fit nicely in the vacant room.

The other awesome, awesome, awesome thing about being up here in Dublin, other than everything is Irish themed, which is a song to my green heart, is that there is a gym less than 10 minutes away that has a section designated for boxing.

Heavy bags. Speed bags. lateral bags. I'm in bliss. I can't wait to join this gym! It's a long time coming. Boxing is one of my loves. I love the sport more than I can express. All because of my life long, real life friend - Rocky Balboa. I'm going home again for 9 or 10 days.

I absolutely can't wait. I'm so excited to hang out with my Gramma and Grumble and smoke some cigars with Joshy Bear. I got a lot of awesome gifts this year for people. I'm going to be able to medicate, and watch tv and hopefully get caught up on my comics!

It's the perfect weather for it! Today it is 8 degrees! I totally, completely, underestimated this winter. The last few winters we have had warm weather with riddled days of cold. Winter brought it this year. I love it.

Before I head home, I'm going to see the Columbus Blue Jackets play the L.A Kings. In 2017, I'm going to be purchasing the 'Irish Jersey' for the Blue Jackets, Cleveland Indians, Columbus Clippers and the Columbus Crew. http://shop.nhl.com/Columbus_Blue_Jackets_Jerseys/Reebok_Columbus_Blue_Jackets_Mens_St._Patricks_Day_Replica_Practice_Jersey_-_Green

In other bullshit news. I had a brief 2 week interlude with the girl that I really love. We talk on the phone for 4-5 hours a night, we plan for the future. We talk about what it'll be like to see each other again. Then, suddenly, it ends. I'm not sure why, but the hurt and surprise is no longer available.

So, today I killed off any future of 'her' and I left a platonic door open. Also, the Secretary of Treasury of the Craven Street Society was so kind to me, that he got me a brand new pipe for Christmas, and showed me how awesome smoking a pipe is, as well as an opulence of different kinds of tobacco's and how to smoke it properly.

It was such a kind and personal gift.

In return, I purchased him one of my favorite books - 'Theodore Rex". This book is so well written and so perfectly captures the presidency of Teddy Roosevelt. I love his memory, and his raucous passion and ardent feeling for America. So, my gift to Mark, was also personal. Well, I'm going to hop off of her and get back to work.

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I feel horrible. My health is at an all time - bad.

I'm not going into it.

However, I'm going home this Saturday and I'm really excited. I can't wait to see my family and friends. I'm going to be visiting home for 9 days which is going to be so much fun. I love hanging with Team Gramble.

Team Grumble? Oh! That's when my Gramma, Grumble and me go for a long drive and listen to Wllie and find unique or familiar places to eat. 'Gramma' + 'Grumble' = Gramble. Ya heard.

I'm going to make a point to see a lot of people this trip home and make sure, to have a blast. The closer I get, the more plans that are being made, which for me is almost thrilling because of the fun we have, and how much we all laugh. On the agenda for the trip home, some exclusive plans and other plans that will just find me and mine.

Smoking a cigar with Joshy.

Going to see 'Arrival' on green with Mo, Niko and Grumble.

Going to Starbucks and getting a skinny mocha with foam and listening to my Gramma insist on paying senior citizen prices after hearing our total.

Watching the rest of 'American Horror Story: Noanoke' with Grumble on green.

Going to the comic book shop.

Going to Peking Wok in Canal Fulton with Gramma and Grumble.

Discussing the World Series and the electon

Arguing with my brother.

Eating too much on TG

Visiting my Gramma Betty Spaghetti

Absolutely making sure I get in my cardio at least 6x.

Wrapping my Christmas presents. I have everyone's Christmas present bought and shipped in, except my brother's.

Having a shot of Irish whiskey on November 22nd in homage of President Kennedy. 'To the President. To the Irish'

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I'm not sure how to start this piece, so I'm just going to begin by offering some context. In 1968 we had a president that became unhinged in his political agenda. President Johnson lost support of the people, because it became more and more evident that his mentality on winning the war in Vietnam was prescient on a foundation that it was his hubris, not a practical application when considering how to win the war, or why or when.

The objective of Vietnam was lost. Civil Rights refused to continue to be passive, especially after the assination of Dr. King. Senator McCarthy and Senator Robert Kennedy entered the primary, seeing how hapless the current administration's plan for the future was, and recieved a lot of grief for doing so.

The emotion at the time was palpable, regardless of one's politcal persuasion. President Johnson announced he was not seeking an additional term as President. Dr. King and Robert Kennedy were assassinated and Humphrey ended up taking the nomination from McCarthy as the no-nonsense candidate. As the primaries came to an end, the narrative, however, did not.

People demanded to know the future of the country and looked to Nixon and Humphrey to show us the paths there. Humphrey was perfunctory and disengenuous and reeked with the potency of President Johnson's ruthless and unapoligetic amoral grist as a frustrated and heartbroken America dismissed him and his disengenuous message.

Inspite of Johnson, Humphrey lost the election, because people didn't trust him, and in the wake of that loss, the memory of Robert Kennedy was romantized because by contrast his character was absolved, as was his culpability of Vietnam. He learned the lesson of life, and tried to save the soul of the country as did Senator McCarthy.

The aftermath however was the President-elect Nixon, who came to power because he like Donald Trump was a better antithesis than he was a Presidential candidate. He spoke with intolerance and gave examples of petulance and was dismissive and in electing President Nixon, we only augmented the current problems of the times.

Donald Trump has no expectations demanded of him that are positive. He has brought the absolute worst out of our country and gave it a forum. As a man, we know Donald Trump to be blatant and crass and unwavering. As the President, we don't know where to place him, and to no fault of his own doing. He's not a politican, right?

So, what are we supposed to expect from a President, that all we know of him thus far,is mysogonistic and xeniphobic rhetoric, someone who does not respect our vets or women, and does not respect an entire religon? What do we expect of our future, when this person is leading our country into the next 4 years?

What do we expect from a President with no moral boundries?

What are we to expect when we have a republican congress and a Vice President that wants the government to instruct a woman what to do with her body? What are we to expect from the already disenfranchised? What are we to expect from our children's understanding of what a good person tolerates when our President has made up his mind of a person based on their religon and not their character?

     I don't blame Trump. Once again, the hapless cowardly democrats ruin it for us all.

Senator Sanders, stepped aside in the primary and put his country first, because he loves his country and he fears, as I'm sure many of you do and I do, that what Donald Trump has to offer as President is not something that would unite us. His Presidency, on day one is based on hate and fear and not that's not who America is, but the threat of old has returned.

The 1968 primary in contrast with this election year was similar but different. In 1968 we learned a hard lesson in leadership, character and genuine, non pandering political agenda's. The lesson not learned this year, was not learing from the hard lessons of 1968's primary.

The fact that Bernie Sanders was robbed, literally, of the nomination is criminal, and the idea that we allowed it to happen and supported a walstreet collecting, war-enabling crook only enables the idea that we are a country that refuses hard lessons and our children are doomed to face our mistakes and we are about to experience the biggest one - President Trump.

The lesson learned here is not from Donald Trump or his supporters. They made their decison long ago, I guess. The lesson, unfortunately for those who bought the blanket narrative that a woman was going to be President couldn't fool those who know Secretary Clinton's character and just like 1968, the true progressive needed leadership is standing on the sidelines or dead, because we decided the establishment was better suited and boy oh boy what a miscalculation.

History has shown us, that the American people will dismiss, violently, a fake liberal and result in an unwavering monster that exhausts himself into a resignation at the country's expense. I'm not sure where to go from here, but I guess wisdom comes after the fear fades. It's not nearly time to stop being fearful of President Donald Trump.

America, I hope you're ready.

#neverhillary #nevertrump #lockherup

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So, I've decided to give my journey, yet another try. I'm 34 years old, just 3 months shy of my 35th birthday. I'm really heavy right now. I don't feel well. I don't look good, and I'm dying inside. I've omitted my presence in life. I've just learned to walk on the outside, instead of being part of the current such as life. Tomorrow through February 3rd is 90 days, which is 3 months. Right around the corner from that will be summer. Unfortunately, my objective observation of Ohio climate, is becoming more and more of a testament in the argument of climate change, in my neophyte opinion.

I don't mean to harp on this, but I find this very bizarre. Growing up in NE Ohio always meant, moderate summers and cold, heavy winters. We used to get a lot of snow. Snow days, were the best! Not having to go to school because the weather was so shitty. Fuck ya!

Not anymore.

The last 2 winters, it was cold in January, but it didn't snow. The winter of 2014 was very, very cold, but, it didn't snow, either. This year, we are in to November, and it is still in the high 60's. I'm not sure why this isn't alarming to people. I, however, am just short of perturbed. 10 years ago, we used to have 6-7 months of winter. Now, we have maybe 1.5.

This is alarming indeed. I digress, however.

Tonight I took some ex-lax and tomorrow I'm starting to take things more serious. I'm starting with a 5 day Acai Berry Pro-Biotic cleanse. Exercise and diet is a must this go around. I'm entering scary waters, and it's time to start swimming back to shore (God, I hate metaphors and analogies) but, fuck it, I need to focus.

In the mornings I take a litany of herbal pills along with my allergy medication.

Allegra

Singulair

Prostate Health

Biotin

Niacin

Zinc

B12

My new Menu is going to consist of the following 6 days week

MEAL 1 - 100 Calorie Oatmeal with a scoop of Peanut Butter MEAL 2 - Chicken Breast w Salad (Natural Add Ons) MEAL 3 - (Raw) Cauiflower or Brocolli and Peppers MEAL 4 - Protein Shake w Almond Milk MEAL 4 - Chicken Breast w Salad (Natural Add Ons)

I really want to rant about the unbelievable World Series and the election coming up on Tuesday. I'm not going to though. I ordered my Dad's Christmas gift tonight, and part of everyone elses as well. I'm really excited to get my brother his gift which is Sega Genesis w controllers and it comes with 80 games installed. I'm going to getting my Mom some Cleveland Indian gear. She really likes Francisco  Lindor, the Short Stop for The Tribe. Also, My Gramma Jeanie really loves Willie Nelson, so I'm going to get her some Willie- something. Gramma Betty Spaghetti likes a lot of different things, so we'll see.

Christmas season is now. Life, is now.

#Home

[orlomac]

The funny thing about nastalgia is how real it is. Not that it shouldn't be real, but you get it, I think? Watching the second season of The Flash reminds me of the year I had to move back home. I took refuge in smoking a lot of weed and reading comic books. One of my foundest memories of that year was the Flash.

In my opinion, this show was done perfectly. I really loved it. There was a calmness to that year. My Grampa died that year. He's been gone now two years. I don't think he liked me very much to be honest. He did love my brother a lot though. They had a great bond.

It's weird that it doesn't bother me. Nothing really bothers me though, and that does bother me, but not a lot. Does that make sense? This has basically become a weed journal. If you're interested, I'm listening to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9d8lxuLhHwI&index=1&list=FLzQTWdCYHUsFlaCno0bkZIw as I write this.

The Tribe just won the first game of the World Series.

My boss respects me and my discretion and that means the world to me.

I'm going home this weekend to spend time with my family. Watching the World Series with my dad is very important to me. 

Blake is moving back to Columbus from Tampa, and this makes me happy.

I'm looking to move back downtown after the first of the year. 

I'm getting my brother a Sega system that has 80 games built into it and comes with two wireless controllers. Bad ass. 

I have a few greys coming in. 

From tomorrow until my 35th birthday is 101 days.

[orlomac]

On the Netflix schedule.

The Flash : Season 2

Legends of Tomorrow

True Grit

The Jungle Book (2016)

Shameless

     I also have a lot of comic books that I’m backed up on. I’m not sure which network has True Detective, but that looks awesome. I’d also like to see the 2nd season of Fargo. I’d really like to watch Girls, but Lena Dunham makes me sick with her constant self insistence and not to mention how she bad mouths a genius like Woody Allen, and supports a crook like Hillary Clinton. She’s a vitriolic feminist. So, I’m not going to be watching her show. I feel bad that I’m so far behind on the Walking Dead. I had to youtube, Negan bashing in Abraham and Glenn’s heads to open the 7th season today. Man, that show truly is incredible. No political ramblings.

[orlomac]

Netflix - October

Joy

The Flash - Season 2

American Horror Story - Hotel

Alice (Never seen this Woody Allen)

Deadpool (A+)

#OctoberLoaded

[orlomac]

I have so much stuff I need to write about, but I don't have the effort. Horrible, eh? I'm going to power point my way through this would-be-blog. So here it goes.

I'm still in love with a girl and I wrote her a long email explaining so after 2 years of not being able to.

Tomorrow night's Presidential debate has me more than excited.

Transparent (season 3) is so good. It's really eye widening, the plight of someone wanting to be themselves in such a brave way, and truly coming to terms with living a non apologetic life is captured so awesomely by Jeffrey Tambor. No matter what TV character he plays, he has the ability to make you fall in love with him and his family. The character "Josh" really reminds me a lot of myself, except all of the self insisting. Kathryn Hahn is so beautiful and charming and reserved and convincing in her role as 'Rabbi Raquel Fein'. I have fallen for her every episode. And she's a Cleveland girl.

I'm going to weigh in at noon on Thanksgiving day after eating clean for 2 months. From today until TG is 60 days, TG being the 61st day.

I really dislike country music. However, I think Willie Nelson is just great. I'm a big fan. Driving around with Gramma and Grumble on my trip home is something I'll always cherish

If I had a ''Country Music Mount Rushmoore for Country Singers Not Horrible but Actually Great'' it would be - Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, Dwight Yokum and Waylon Jennings

In hopefully 3 weeks Grumble is coming to Columbus so we can shoot 90% of what we have left of the script and we can finish this film and have it ready by New Years Eve.

I wish the temperature would cool down. Unfortunately, it's going to be really warm until Thanksgiving I imagine. Growing up in Ohio really conditions you for seasonal weather. I think the midwest is going to be cheated out of, yet, another winter.

After tomorrow night, the narrative of this election will change. Us 'Bernie or Bust' people will be forced to side with either Trump or Hillary. This was the year that was supposed to allow the 3rd party candidate to shine. Unfortunately, it's not going to happen.

I’m voting for Dr. Stein. She most reflects my views and values and politics

My comic book buddy Zorn Zorko just had a baby. Zorn is one of the coolest guys I know. If I lived back home, I have no doubt we would be close friends. I love the idea there is a new TV show about to air named “Son of Zorn” Makes you wonder.

[orlomac]

I got ahead of myself again.

I have to do things Bi-Weekly