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2013 Resolutions

blogdate 121230:19

Just looking back at what I accomplished in 2012. It went by fast and I realized that it was actually my morning mocha that makes each day go by faster. I noticed it when I ran out and made do with my green tea for most fo the week. It seemed longer, so I tried it for another week and then again. So, the lesson is no mocha until I get a job to mentally speed thru.

My spending priorities list is the same for the most part. It’s a hierarchy with the big prize still being the same: moving. Don’t know where, but I have researched a dozen cities trying to figure out where I belong. What place is as good as Vegas without the problems Vegas has? Surprisingly, there are a lot of political activist considerations, not just what fun things there are to do to continue a man-child existence, free of wife and kid obligations. My weekly/ monthly chore and expenses are also slightly reduced.

I know January is going to be something of a clearing the slate month. I want to order 1 book/ week from amazon, but the proviso is I’m arranging all the books I own to feature a shelf of what I haven’t read. For some reason I can read 2-3 library books/ wk, but my mind for some reason says I can read my books anytime later. They don’t get read. So I’m not letting myself to take on more amazon or library books until I finish mine, that should same me money for 2-3 months at least.

I have to write. I’m not doing it. I want to blog twice a week: maybe Tuesday/ Fridays? I don’t know what to consider on what 2 days to pick other than if you work mon/ fri to Monday will be too busy. I have no other real reason/ obligation to not make it 2 other days.

Sadly, I’ll miss my 3rd porn convention, the AEE AVN expo in Vegas January 😦 I have been on a split plan thinking mode for things. I want to go to the viva rockabilly the 4 days up to easter. If I get a job, I’ll likely be scheduled thru it and too new to ask for the time off. But there is another option that’s more likely, sell my ass off on amazon until then. I’d only be at the mercy of the U.S. Mail, but would be able to go early and stay late hopefully.

A big accomplishment of 2012 was paying off my 1 credit card. So the goal will clearly be to stockpile savings and not do something to put me in the red again, which could be the expenses of moving/ setting up residence wherever. I know I cannot jump into it like last time since I’ll have no safety net “longer than I want to.” that’s a phrase that’s crept into my planning lately. (How long) can I work at a shitty job “longer than I want to.” It keeps things in perspective, since I get stuck in shitty situations, always “longer than I want to.” Can I deal with that? If I can’t then I can’t take the chance anymore.

Online: this is a big one and this week actually helped. Tv shows I stream and podcasts didn’t provide fresh content. There were some I missed and others I decided I could get along without. Because I don’t have a web phone, I’m good at not being online all day, but I still want to cut down the hours at night I look things up. I wish there was a net plan that says I get 10 hours a week at some scaled down rate. But it’s why cell phones don’t log how much accumulative time you’re on it and why cable doesn’t let you buy the 15 channels you watch, they wanna gouge us.

Guess I need to go overtime for a 2 parter. Let’s shoot for Tuesday… night? I think I’ll be hung over, sleeping something off.

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2012/12/30 Posted by | Single malts | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Guns don’t kill people…

121216:20

… people stockpiling guns and ammo kill people.

I have plenty to say about this topic and I don’t even have kids.

People that go into a gun store should go thru more shit to complete a transaction than people do at an airport.

That massacre happened in a school “because god wasn’t there?” 1) Isn’t god supposed to be everywhere? 2) you can still wear your crosses and talk about your religion at school. 3) I agree, where was god when all those kids were getting molested in church? Oh, god’s way. god works in “mysterious ways.” What a bunch of cop out enabler bullshit.

The second amendment was drafted when muskets were the hot item. Let everyone own a musket, when it takes 15 minutes to load one of those bitches, maybe you’ll think more about each shot your taking.

Semi and automatic guns, anything with a speed clip was NOT designed for hunting game, they’re for hunting people. You can stockpile ammo online and have that shit mailed to you, but you can’t have alcohol shipped to your house?

If you own more than 2 guns or any semi autos, government needs to have a big fucking file on you. You need to be on the alert list when you fly. You neighbors need to know about it, just like you have to register rapists in your neighborhood. Put a fucking sign on your lawn.

If you outlaw guns, only outlaws will have them. YYYYY EEEEE SSSSS, THAT is the FUCKING POINT. It would let you know the biggest reason why a cop would draw their weapons.

Of course, when I look at the articles on my news feeds about gun laws and laws that protect children, certain familiar states have a higher correlation of guns, massacres and nra members. And of course, after the election I learned that these are states I will never even visit, let alone live in. And I have been shopping, state by state, down to county where I want to eventually move.

I already paid off my credit card. 2013 is the year I’m going to move and I have to make sure I don’t compromise and move on my terms, better paying job, no annoying roommates or neighbors and a public transportation artery so I don’t have to deal with owning a money pit on wheels. This is a miracle I have to maintain. It’s the biggest shit that has ruled my life for the past decade.

We need legislation and congress and house are just a bunch of fucking do nothings that also need to be paid minimum wage and social security for retirement. And wait at redicare for over 4 hours when you’re bleeding to death.

No one wants to talk about it, just light candles, say prayers “you’re in my thoughts. Oh, don’t talk about it, whatever you do. Oh, it’s never the right time. It fuckin’ pisses me off. I want to sign petitions, let me know where I can bring my sign rally. Let me sign something and vote on restriction legislation. DO something besides all that do nothing until the next massacre shit.

2012/12/16 Posted by | Single malts | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Winter has begun

Blogdate: 121209:21

I feel like Marc Maron, I’m going to start off with another apology. Of all things, I should have blogged about my favorite holiday, Halloween. Or the importance of voting, which turns out people realized and waited in line hours, even after the polls closed 8:00 pacific. Us poor people really sick of millionaires writing policy to screw us, in laws, at work.

So here we are, a week-ish before xmas. I’m already thinking ahead to new years. I remember the feeling of that countdown, the hopes and looking at the bright lights and people kissing off the old year. Even the biggest pessimists look forward to the hopes of a new year. I wonder where best to celebrate. Normally, I’d love it to be Fremont St. in Vegas, but it’s a bunch of 80’s glam rock bands. I always chicken out from San Francisco because where am I going to sleep after? The damn public transportation will shut down when the bars do, not hours after as it would be convenient to us holiday binge drinkers.

So, I have been twittering, you guys got to see some of those posts. I love twitter, I honestly have been on my other evil twitter pundit profile. I spew out all my anger from the news there. It’s a neat little Pandora’s box of anger to rage in like a Klingon.

My search for work bounces between 3 categories: 1) regular bullshit applying, which is a ridiculous ritual at this point but I have to keep doing it to do it; 2) searching for ways I can make money online, thru writing and selling shit and somehow developing a base site that I can have tons of ads to annoy you; 3) I pick a city every week to research, not only for work but for the culture.

Can I bear it politically? Is public transit a nightmare or cutting age around the clock? Not cut to shit by the budget. Is there burlesque and rockabilly there? Are there fun, annual events? What weather calamities will I have to face? Freezing my ass off? Humid, rainy mold? Stinky, dehydrating heat and sand storms? Floods, tornadoes, tsunamis? It gets a bit superficial, but where I live should be planned like a vacation. Basically, can I stand the people there?

In no order, I have or still am considering in no particular order: Albuquerque, NM, some blue county in Arizona if not NM; southern California, honestly Hollywood for the comedy clubs and improv classes, maybe Buena Park a close second. I love Knott’s Berry farm even though I have odd non-statistical and hopefully outdated feelings about the surrounding neighborhoods;

Also, I’m considering with a friend in a place I’m not naming right now. It’s complicated to get to. But we talk a lot. She keeps me from going insane, as I breakdown a lot of nights in anguish at my unemployment. She’s the only 1 left to listen. It’s not so frequent, now. Books make me happy, learning about business, history, etc. Books are another blog.

What else? Don’t know if I could bear deep red Texas, but Austin would be the place, if any. I wish Seattle wasn’t as cloudy and gloomy as my mind is convinced and people try to convince me not; I don’t know about Oregon. I saw Portlandia, it’s quirky. If the area is like the show, I might as well live in Berkeley for the same thing, closer.

I made a landmark achievement: I paid off my 1 credit card of $750 limit, yes without a job, selling crap and somehow staying above my weekly groceries and utilities. I don’t think I succeeded some weeks. So I’m trying to save now. I believe I can afford a bus trip 1 way to any place in the country, maybe beyond. But I need to save up more since I’d probably rack up my card on the way there, let alone staying wherever for even a week.

As it looks, now, I need to put myself in a situation of someone’s couch. It’s horrible for the host and the loser on the couch. I don’t really know how it can work. Once I’m on a couch, I’ll have no way to get back, no security in finding a job unless the “friend” knows “everyone” in town and can hook me up. And if I run out of money, I’ll be away from the rest of my possessions I could sell.

My breaking point is in 2013. I have to get a job, leave this condo and live my own life. I’m so worn out, I really deserve a break since I work harder than people with jobs.

 

2012/12/09 Posted by | random trains of thought- choo choo | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment