Valentine’s Day Is Why The Terrorists Hate Us

Sometimes my daughter asks me how we lived without technology and I laugh and tell her I had the better deal.

She says that is impossible and I smile and silently thank the powers that be I didn’t grow up with YouTube or cellphones.

As a kid I was perpetually late and I would have hated the electronic leash we call cellphones and the goofy crap I once engaged in didn’t need to be immortalized on YouTube.

And let me tell you, I did stuff that most certainly would have been uploaded and shared.  I’m happy not to have to worried about whether my shenanigans were considered cool, stupid or dumb.

Valentine’s Day Is Why The Terrorists Hate Us

That might be an exaggeration but there is less chance that they dislike us for celebrating Steak and Blowjob Day.

Of course it is possible I am wrong about this because I am certainly not an expert on the motivations of a terrorist.

I can’t explain why someone would think the best solution to a problem is to strap a bomb to their chest and murder innocent people.

Nor can I tell you why they think murdering innocent people with guns, knives or axes is a smart move either. Those types of things tend to inflame emotions and are more likely to cause an angry reaction than others.

Maybe the best way to bring peace is to encourage more sex or at least more head.

If I decide to run for office I might make that part of my platform, might even encourage more people to vote. Hard to say for certain, might have to test it out first.

We All Need To Disconnect

If you are new to the blog you might wonder where the hell this post is going.

The answer is I haven’t a clue, I am just writing now for the joy of writing and not because I need this to go viral.

The latter half of 2014 is something I’d rather not think about and January 2015 wasn’t particularly good either.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t have high hopes for 2015. Doesn’t mean I don’t think each one of these setbacks doesn’t put me one step closer to where I want to be.

I haven’t been particularly good at walking down paths others have blazed. For better or worse I am more adept at blazing my own trail.

It has led me places I never expected to see, not all of them were bad either.

And it is part of why I appreciate the quote above so very much.

Our collective favorite acts of heroism aren’t those committed by Superheroes but by the common man. You expect Superman/Batman/Captain America/Thor/Iron Man to save the damn day.

You don’t always know how they’ll do it, but they get it done.

The ordinary man is far more interesting and since I am an ordinary guy I like to see how the average Joe does it.

Doesn’t mean I don’t ever want to be a superhero, might be nice. I am partial to Wolverine but hell give me the same super sauce that Steve Rogers took and I’ll be Captain America.

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I have been pushing hard to get beyond the crap I have been dealing with. Been balls to the wall for months now and it has caught up with me.

Exhaustion has arrived and delivered its own personal invoice except this time around I decided I would pay the bill.

So I took a moment to disconnect a bit and didn’t update all of my blogs with the same regularity as I normally do.

It was hard to take a step back.

I pride myself on my ability to push through anything and everything but when I collapsed (not literally) on the couch I decided it was time to rethink things.

I figured if I truly was too tired to drag my old ass upstairs it made sense to not touch the computer.

So I didn’t…until now.

Echoes Of The Future

Your old friend Jack is a certified agnostic about some things. Did I mention every time I say that the Shmata Queen rolls her eyes and mutters something about me not understanding science?

Remind me to explain pheromones. bananas and things that make no sense but happen over and over again. Talk about a refutation that will leave her speechless.

Anyhoo…

This last week can only be described using the scientific terms, fucking nuts because that is what it was.

I’d like to provide more details than that, would love to tell you more but this time around I am not going to because it feels like that might spook what I think is going on.

Instead I’ll tell you I woke up this morning feeling more optimistic than I have in a long time because I touched the echoes of the future.

A Note For New Readers

Plagiarists decided to lift some of my copy and present it as their own. It is not the first time this has happened nor do I expect it to be the last but that doesn’t mean I blindly accept it.

Sometimes when I think my content is being stolen I’ll intentionally curse and or include more colorful language. It has been useful and effective at stopping the problem.

One of the interesting things about these thieves is they don’t focus on one particular topic.

Sometimes they’ll grab something like Twenty-Five Links That Will Make You A Better Writer/Blogger or 1 Foolproof Way To Become a Better Writer and sometimes it will be Four Generations & A Wedding.

Anyway, if you are interested in getting a better idea about what you might find here you are invited to read through the links here.

Or alternatively you are welcome to take a look at:

• Will You Always Need Your Father
• Nobody Beats The Disease
• One Slightly Used Pump For Sale
• Mean Girls Come From Mean Moms
• There Are No Coincidences
• The Pinterest Predicament & The Rule Of Four
• Do Things Happen For A Reason?

Enjoy your day, I’ll see you in the comments.