Here's my train of thought when shopping at the store. See, I was in a family where the first and 15th of the month was payday. Most of the time all the shopping of the month was done on the first. And with that said, it took hours because everyone in a military family did the same exact thing. Three shopping karts later and I'm looking at Dad thinking, 'I'm 16 and got shit to do...' Shit, implying ditching school work. Hanging out with Travis, Jordan or Melissa and or, the girlfriend at the time. (sing-songy) May her soul rest in peace (sing-songy).
Last week Lor asked me to shop while she took a quick nap at home. Me, being a typical dude who hasn't been home in a long while figured on the standards of shopping which would be quick, easy and cost efficient. First, was the produce... Grabbed a bunch of banana's and called it a day. Next was bread, but I knew Lor had just gotten a loaf... Next was the meat department. All the Beef, Chicken, Pork and Steak as far as the eye can see. Needless to say my train of thought was as follows:
"Well, I like hamburgers. We could do some beef in the freezer."
"Oh, Chicken boobs! White Chicken Chili in the future."
"Pork?! I think we still have some from a couple of months back. PASS!"
"Brats! Everyone loves BRATS!"
As you can see... Everything in my head said, meat, MEat, MEAT! I was obviously in need of some protein in my life. Then I saw the cheese section and got Lor a couple packets of shredded cheese. Then I saw the yogurts, OJ and Milk. Got some eggs, and finally got some cheese spread.
Got home and put the food away. Lor woke up some time later to find meat, MEat, and MEAT! Backed up with more cheese than I think she can handle. I didn't remember she already had a plethora. However, I took home the bronze metal gentlemen, because I found extra Cheese EXPLOSION Mac'n'Cheese which was cheeper than the easy-mac. Why bronze, you may ask? Because the noodles are the twisty type, not the elbow kind. Lor doesn't prefer twisty noodles.
Next night, after work I hit the store once more and finally found.... This time... Soups which Lor and I enjoy. Beagles. And finally, the right kind of Mac'n'Cheese. So, FYI ladies, a honey-do list goes a long way because honestly... Us guys have no idea what we're doing in life.
Last week Lor asked me to shop while she took a quick nap at home. Me, being a typical dude who hasn't been home in a long while figured on the standards of shopping which would be quick, easy and cost efficient. First, was the produce... Grabbed a bunch of banana's and called it a day. Next was bread, but I knew Lor had just gotten a loaf... Next was the meat department. All the Beef, Chicken, Pork and Steak as far as the eye can see. Needless to say my train of thought was as follows:
"Well, I like hamburgers. We could do some beef in the freezer."
"Oh, Chicken boobs! White Chicken Chili in the future."
"Pork?! I think we still have some from a couple of months back. PASS!"
"Brats! Everyone loves BRATS!"
As you can see... Everything in my head said, meat, MEat, MEAT! I was obviously in need of some protein in my life. Then I saw the cheese section and got Lor a couple packets of shredded cheese. Then I saw the yogurts, OJ and Milk. Got some eggs, and finally got some cheese spread.
Got home and put the food away. Lor woke up some time later to find meat, MEat, and MEAT! Backed up with more cheese than I think she can handle. I didn't remember she already had a plethora. However, I took home the bronze metal gentlemen, because I found extra Cheese EXPLOSION Mac'n'Cheese which was cheeper than the easy-mac. Why bronze, you may ask? Because the noodles are the twisty type, not the elbow kind. Lor doesn't prefer twisty noodles.
Next night, after work I hit the store once more and finally found.... This time... Soups which Lor and I enjoy. Beagles. And finally, the right kind of Mac'n'Cheese. So, FYI ladies, a honey-do list goes a long way because honestly... Us guys have no idea what we're doing in life.
Nothing to do with Guy Logic, but this week I had to fire a gun yet again. To debacle my beliefs on guns; I will go on record to say I think they are a useful tool provided they are in the hands of capable individuals. With this said, I have as well a terrible backstory I've had to conquer over the past seven years which dealt with a gun as well. It's not easy and the first squeeze of the trigger is always the hardest for me. I'm shaking uncontrollably before, during and certainly after the evolution of firing a gun. And the sad part is I do feel alone. I feel like I'm the only one who's lost a loved one to a gun and is in the military. Which can't be 'true,' I'm sure there's plenty of people in my demographic. I wonder because of my nonchalant demeanor to my fathers passing if it turns people away whom haven't gotten to that particular place of yes. The place of yes I would like to get to is being able to pull a trigger.
The terra firma I found was breathing. However the counterpoint is the fact for these quals you have 10 seconds with 4 rounds. Not a lot of time, with not a lot of bullets. It's the trigger which gets me. So, the breathing and all that is suppose to come into play, but I go into tight, short breaths. Which doesn't equate to a good shot.
Well, they listed the point system and the bare minimum is 180. That was my bench, and I brought home 181. So it's not a 200 or anything extraordinary. Fuck that shit.
Overall what a busy weekend for a three day weekend. I hope to just cram all my to dos into one and a half days and call it a weekend. For the most part though I think the only "Driving" involved is to the pet store and then to the dealership for a hot second. Other then that it should be an easy weekend.
I got a few dollars off at the pet store because my pet toad Bill needed a new cage. He's been in his tank for about a month now. I went with a simple 5.5 gal tank and gave him a simple update to his surroundings. He's got a pond to hide in and crickets to fill his tummy with. It's kinda funny to see a toad express his happiness with little hops. I know, call my psychotic now. Never mind the three weasels and 16 pound rabbit.
At the dealership I showed up and the detailer wasn't there. An hour later I showed up and sat in the waiting room for two hours. Two long, entertaining hours of watching my favorite show.... People in Real Life. It's my own special brand of reality TV where I sit in a lounge and watch the human psych at it's best. Point and case:
A guy passed the fuck out twice while waiting on his car. Eventually the serviceman tried to wake him up and eventually gave up. Putting the paper and car key on his lap and walked the fuck away. I began to laugh and realized everyone would think I was the weird one. Instead, I instantly took a photo and walked outside texting Zoe.
The last point I'd like to make; how the fuck did it take two hours to clean a truck!? It couldn't have been THAT bad. (Looks away for a moment) The feeling I've gotten from Virginian's is the fact everyone has to expedite. However, it's come to my observation the reciprocation isn't likewise.
I got a few dollars off at the pet store because my pet toad Bill needed a new cage. He's been in his tank for about a month now. I went with a simple 5.5 gal tank and gave him a simple update to his surroundings. He's got a pond to hide in and crickets to fill his tummy with. It's kinda funny to see a toad express his happiness with little hops. I know, call my psychotic now. Never mind the three weasels and 16 pound rabbit.
At the dealership I showed up and the detailer wasn't there. An hour later I showed up and sat in the waiting room for two hours. Two long, entertaining hours of watching my favorite show.... People in Real Life. It's my own special brand of reality TV where I sit in a lounge and watch the human psych at it's best. Point and case:
A guy passed the fuck out twice while waiting on his car. Eventually the serviceman tried to wake him up and eventually gave up. Putting the paper and car key on his lap and walked the fuck away. I began to laugh and realized everyone would think I was the weird one. Instead, I instantly took a photo and walked outside texting Zoe.
The last point I'd like to make; how the fuck did it take two hours to clean a truck!? It couldn't have been THAT bad. (Looks away for a moment) The feeling I've gotten from Virginian's is the fact everyone has to expedite. However, it's come to my observation the reciprocation isn't likewise.
I don't recall when, where and how it happened. At some point in my life I began to think, "why make multiple trips for groceries from the car, when I can do it in one!" I believe the sad part comes in when I know I can't feasibly pull off one trip. Stubborn as I am though, I make that shit work. By the way it's not an option to ask if the lady of the house can help bring in groceries. That's not going to happen. It's not that I have any reason Lor can't bring in the food from the car. I just don't think it's chivalrous. I'm the man in the relationship, I bring in the shopping sprees. She gets to be the concurring lady who walks in and watches her man bring the goods in and put them away for her. I think there's only been a couple of times though when Lor has asked if she can help. I gave her the eggs and bread while I handled everything else. That's the level I'm at people. It's the extent of woman helping me out with bringing in groceries which I think wont ever, ever change.
Finally, before I close out yet again another post. I would like to show you all a project I've been working. It's a silent film called Nosferatu. I became mesmerized by the simplicity of the movie when I was teen. And when I was a young adult I wanted to write music for the film and now I have the opportunity. I've been working on the film in two aspects which I think hasn't been done yet. It's sonically driven soundtrack. There's some other surprises which I think will totally reshape the movie in a different light than what most silent film spectators will find fascinating. However, it's a challenge like anything and so far I'm 30 mins into the movie and puts me about half way in. Here's a three min snip of a few scenes and songs which will best describe my vision.
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Finally, before I close out yet again another post. I would like to show you all a project I've been working. It's a silent film called Nosferatu. I became mesmerized by the simplicity of the movie when I was teen. And when I was a young adult I wanted to write music for the film and now I have the opportunity. I've been working on the film in two aspects which I think hasn't been done yet. It's sonically driven soundtrack. There's some other surprises which I think will totally reshape the movie in a different light than what most silent film spectators will find fascinating. However, it's a challenge like anything and so far I'm 30 mins into the movie and puts me about half way in. Here's a three min snip of a few scenes and songs which will best describe my vision.
(Look at more recent blog post with embeded link)
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