Generation X verus Generation Y

Its a battle of two of the three newest Generations.  I was born in 1981, but at the start of 1982 you would be part of a new generation.  However, there is no concrete date of which generation is which, I consider myself Generation X, but I can be considered a Millennial.  Who knows?  I am like those Millenials born in 2004 to 2006, you might be part of this so called Homeland Generation.  I am not going to be the bringer of wars on this, because the fact is, the Gen X'ers and the Millenials are going to need to pull their collective heads out of their asses and start working together, because we have some serious issues with the older Baby Boomers.

We don't deserve Bernie

If I have my way about it, I will be voting for Mr. Sanders in the presidential election next year. Not for Clinton a (republican lite), not for any of the GOP clown bus riders. I vote based on whats best for business, my business. There is but a single candidate running who I feel represents what is best for my business. I want him to win so badly I can feel it, I can see it. But in another way, I do not want him to win. Sorry Bernie, as much as I will plug for you, spread your message, push for you to be our representative to the world and to be the leader of the Democratic Party, I really do not want you to win.

Racing Deaths

I am a huge racing fan, I admit it. NASCAR, the IRL, F1, the LOORRS, if it has two or four wheels and goes fast I am likely to be watching it. Never cared much for drag racing, but those who race in that fashion also have some skills. Sadly, today we lost another driver, Justin Wilson.

A Million Ways to Die. A Moral Question.

So, you say you want to kill a man.  You want to know how you do it.  You want to know how to get away with murder.  I wish you the best of luck with that, because you won’t get away with it.  Try as you might, all those unsolved murders are pure luck.  You drop DNA everywhere you go, it doesn’t matter how clean you are, how well you plan the deed, it comes down to how lucky you are.  Just look at recent history.  But that is physical murder, with you standing behind the trigger, the knife in your hand.  Oh, my friends, there are a million ways to murder a man, each more dastardly in nature than the next.  You see, to end a man’s life is simple for them.  Why do they care, they do not even know what is going on. 

The Never Ending Story...

  I remember watching that movie often as a child, I really don't remember a great deal about it, I guess the filter of time has erased much of the story.  I really don't think that is a horrible thing, lots of things get lost in the shuffle of time, memories being the top of the list.  But someone brought that movie up on Facebook, and the fact is, I am older now, with a few more miles on the clock, and a drastically different mindset than the last time I watched it.  Right now, from what I remember about The Never-Ending Story, its really depressing. 

Yesterday I died a little more

I want to once again that all those who have tried to help me get out of some of the problems my parents and I have had these past few years.  Things are getting better in many ways.  Other things are not, but that is for another thread I suppose.  But here I am today because I have something gnawing at me, to my knowledge something commonly stated or inferred on blogs and Facebook, but its something that I think everyone should know.

The more you have.

Many years ago I was told "If you know what you have, you don't have much."  The comment, made by a friend really rubbed me the wrong way.  For years I have been fairly anal about the things I own.  I always do my best to take care of these things, I want them to last, I take pride in some of them, I want to keep them.