Monday, October 5, 2009

I'm Starting to Realize Maybe I'm a Jerk

This will be my first blog. For real-type blog where I talk about things pertaining to my life. I don't really expect anyone to read it, but like anything else on the internet you shouldn't post what you wouldn't print in a newspaper, so I will keep it PG-13 and not name names of the private citizens I might insult. I really don't want to have to deal with a libel suit.
To make it introductory I suppose I'll just say that on Saturday I started to discover that perhaps I'm a jerk. I'm not mad about it. I'm not sad about it and I don't foresee myself changing my ways anytime soon. I still have compassion and am capable of emotions like love, happiness, sadness and all that other crap that make us human; it's just my tolerance for stupid crap which is fading.
Some part of me is thinking that there used to be a different name for jerk 60 or so years ago -- man.
Most of my models for what a man is are you're John Wayne type characters and I know I'm not John Wayne. If anything I'm and uglier Dean Martin sans singing talent, well and I don't beat my wife either; no matter how much I want to sometimes.
I tend to ramble and I will definitely do that here. Mostly I will complain about morons, idiots, retards and other really stupid people I run into in my life -- or hear about on t.v. and read about in the news and such. Sometimes I will compliment people I respect. Maybe if I'm lucky I'll go back over all this, take a look at the bigger picture of my mind and be able to determine if I'm a jerk or a man.
So pack a bag and go stand on the corner, because the bus is coming to pick you up and it's headed for Doucheistan and I'm behind the wheel.

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