Monday, October 21, 2024

Screwed

Oh, man. My buddy Steve has a Black Labrador puppy that he wants me to get. It's Rebel's nephew. Oh, man.  But do I want a puppy? Oh, I love them so much. Them romping around and learning all the new stuff. And I could compete with him and show those snooty dog people a thing or two.  They follow you around and get into trouble but not too bad, and they look so cute doing it. And how will Rebel be? He has a bad shoulder and I'm so worried about him. It may be his elbow. I have to take him for an x-ray and I'm thinking about what if he has surgery and what that would be like him having surgery and getting a new puppy and all. And I really need a new challenge, I really do. I don't know what I will do.

I was listening to two congressman talk today on a podcast and I am afraid that we are screwed, my fellow citizen. Basically, 99% of Washington doesn't have any idea nor do they care what we little people are going through. They just want to stay elected, says the congressmen. Groceries gone up? House blown away? Generations of lead in the water, runoff from coal companies in your water? Schools in disarray?  Crime out of control? Nobody cares, they just talk and go to parties where they raise money. The congressmen talked about raising money and how it is all about raising money to keep power and nothing more. We all suspected it and hell, we knew it, but to hear them say it gave me a feeling of doom in my very soul. How far we have fallen. I picture a Mom and/or Dad trying to live right, trying to work and make it and everything being more expensive and they can't seem to get ahead, and then I picture some congressman with his arm around some Big Food lobbyist laughing as they have martini's at a fancy Georgetown restaurant. And these people in DC ain't shit, most of them. Bunch of soft-ass freeloaders, bunch of sickos. Have they seen families all messed up from Fentanyl? Kids dead everywhere? No outrage, nothing. Screwed. 

On a happier note, I'm sitting in my back yard and about 6 ducks and ten geese just flew over. Rebel and I both looked up at them. I feel sorry for people in the city.

All About Being a Lifer

What's a Lifer? Someone who isn't in to something for just a day, a month, a year...it's for life. Whether its training or your family or your job...it doesn't matter. You work at it, you build on it, you see the big picture . You don't miss workouts because it means something to you. You are like a Shakespearean actor- no matter what is going on in your life, you block it out when it's time to train. You walk into the weight room and all else disappears. Worry about it later.