What to blog about…

For a decade I blogged almost every day about anything in the news that caught my eye and attention. I had an opinion on everything. I still do, only all those years of blogging made me realize swapping opinions (and in some cases insults) with others accomplished exactly nothing. Usually it just riled me up more, and who needs that? I realized that 99% of people are not interested in listening to an argument in order to determine if it is valid. They just wanted to yell back at me. So, no one was being changed by my babbling. I’ll be honest and say I rarely changed my opinion about a subject too. 

I still have opinions, about the Ferguson Riots, about the Ukraine, Russia, Middle East as well as numerous political and social issues.  But seriously, who really wants to hear them and for what worthwhile purpose? Just a waste of time.

Maybe blogging is dead as people have been reporting for many years. Twitter, Snapchat, Instagram and other social media creations have taken over.

Or maybe it is me. Maybe I just don’t care anymore? I have realized that America as I envisioned it my entire life is dead, buried and gone. Whatever country I am living in now is the Post America version. The constitution is out of style and people can’t figure out their own genders.  Like in this story.  Mills College in Oakland is and has been an all female College since the 1800’s. However, they have changed their policy so that the following people could apply for admissions:

– Applicants “not assigned to the female sex at birth” but who self-identify as women are welcome.

– Applicants “who do not fit into the gender binary” – being neither male nor female – are eligible if they were “assigned to the female sex at birth.”

So, this historical women’s college will let men in so long as they think they are women. Or, women who are so confused that they cannot figure out what sex they are.

The VP for enrollment and admissions actually had the nerve to state, “The purpose of the policy is that we didn’t want students to feel excluded in the application process,”

Unless you are a male who thinks you are a male of course. Those bastards can’t apply!

When the world is this crazy, why waste any time or energy blogging about it?





Running out of gas…..

I have worked at the same place closing on 22 years. I have held the same position for the last 16 years. I think I am burning out.

I stopped caring years ago and I struggle daily to keep my work at the peak performance required. Not easy when you have 25 people  in your department you are responsible for.

I am constantly second guessing myself, asking myself if I am working as hard and creative as a 28 year old would. You know, someone who is fresh out of college and eager to conquer the world. Someone filled with pure energy and confidence.

Someone who is like  I was, about 16 years ago.

The sheer redundancy of managing people, dealing with the same personal issues over and over, going through the same paperwork, seeing the same faces even, is almost painful.

It no longer interests me.

My industry has been decimated by the Obama administration with red tape for the red tape. I sometimes feel I work for the government these days.

Yet, I have a great job. I earn a very good living. I have a huge corner office. (Granted it is only on the second floor….). I am not near retirement yet, but old enough to just not care anymore. A dangerous period. 

So, day after day I slug through the hours, trying my best to imagine a 28 year old sitting next to me, ready to take my job. I try to stay even with him/her.


But Mondays I just cannot do it.





Choking Teens

Another example of the de-evolution of American society is the hot trend among teens in America to choke themselves until they pass out. Supposedly it gives you a sort of high feeling right before your head hits the ground. Yes, many have died from this.

How stupid is this generation?

That stupid!



“Important” Actors???


The Stupid Sentinel today offers this above.

I cannot for the life of me comprehend any situation where anyone in the entertainment industry could possible be considered “important”. Entertaining perhaps, but important? Not unless they were donating an organ or doing something unrelated to their entertainment career.

My 2 cents, your mileage may vary.



Science in Action – Peanut Butter Cup Research

Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups were my favorite when I was a kid a thousand years ago, and I still love them today. I also love Butterfinger candy bars. So, imagine my shock when I see that there now exists Butterfinger Peanut Butter Cups!

This called for serious scientific research! So, I bought a few packages of each.  Here are the results:


This is the Reese’s wrapper. Bright orange almost red.  Yellow writing and a picture of a peanut butter cup with a bite taken out of it. Yummie!








This is the wrapper for the  Butterfinger Peanut Butter Cups. Same colors only reversed with blue added. Also, the peanut butter cup with a bite taken out of it.








Below is a photo of the two cups. Notice the Butterfinger cup is square and has no container.

On this I give the nod to Reese’s. It just looks better to me.












Now comes the sniff test.  No, that is not my nose. Did you really want to see MY nose? I thought so. This is the nose of some woman I work with. Much beter looking nose than mine. But it was my nose that did the sniffing. The Butterfinger Peanut Butter Cup smelled like chocolate. Not peanuts. The Reese’s smelled like peanuts and chocolate.











Next came the critical taste test. I had to consume several of each in order to obtain an accurate taste. I am THAT dedicated to science!

The result? I liked both. But as far as a peanut butter cup goes, Reese’s has Butterfinger beat hands down.  Much more peanut like flavor, and a smooth chocolate finish.

The Butterfinger was crunchy, like a Butterfinger candy bar. But not as good as a candy bar.

By the way, Reese’s has 100 calories per piece. Butterfinger 110.

Reese’s is owned by Hersey’s and Butterfinger by Nestle.

Have you tried either of these? What are your thoughts? Leave a comment or take the poll.

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I’m Gayed Out

You know, for a group that is less than 5% of the American population, why is it that this subject is number one? Nearly every television show has at least one gay character. Usually serving the only purpose in the plot  of being gay.  Coming out is the coolest thing someone can do. Honestly, I am tired of it. Can we get a national holiday, just one day where we don’t promote homosexuality? One day where we can be free of gayness?

When I was very young I read the Archie comic books. Mostly for his girlfriends. But I enjoyed them.

Now, according to news reports, Archie dies. That is bad enough, but he dies taking a bullet for……his gay friend. Yes, of course he does.

It won’t be long before Superman becomes Gayman, with a pink and purple cape.  No doubt there will be a new version of the bible one of these days, with Jesus being gay.

I am sick of this topic. I am all gayed out.

Just my opinion, your mileage may vary.


Still Blogging…Sort Of

I cannot seem to find a theme that I like. I have 90, yes, 90 themes loaded that I have tried, and I dislike something about most of them.

Maybe this is blogging foreplay?

Another Monday at the job. I didn’t feel crazy today, which is a good sign. Usually Mondays I am crazy. Mondays have a way of getting me to review my entire life, mostly failures, and then ask myself that dreaded question, “How the hell did I wind up here?”

But not today. I think it is because Friday I took off and slept all day.  I need plenty of sleep, uninterrupted sleep, which is challenging at night.

My creative writing is moving along. I have two stories published and three rejections. One pending. Flash fiction, stories that are under 1,000 words. That seems to be my thing these days.


I’ll settle on a theme sooner or later and then get down to writing.


Peace out.


Flying Southwest..Again

You know, I am sort of competitive, so at first I really enjoyed Southwest Airlines seating game. No assigned seats, but boarding groups A,B and C. Check in 24 hours in advance (Exactly 24 hours) and chances are you will get an A group.  My business trips seem to all be on Southwest’s routes, so I’ve collected aplenty ofRapid Reward points.  In the past year I have managed to acquire an A-01 position and recently, an A-02. There are some tricks but basically if you click “Check-in” exactly 24 hours in advance of your flight and have faster fingers than the other nerds sitting at their computers clicking their keyboards, you can win.

Of course, it isn’t like there is a whole lot of difference in the seats.  No first class, no business class, every seat identical except the exit door rows, and I have not been able to  snag one of those for two years. But since all their planes have three seats on the left and three on the right, it is avoiding that middle seat that is critical.

The flight tomorrow is a full flight, so I was lucky to get A-48.  Which means 47 people get on the plane ahead of me, racing to find their favorite seat.

I still think I can be competitive at times, in a fun way. But lately this Southwest seat race is getting a little less fun. I flew Virgin America last Fall and was able to select my seat when I booked the flight. There is something to be said for knowing in advance where you will be sitting. And Virgin America has several levels of comfort, so I could upgrade to the perfect combination of comfort/cost.

I do like Southwest’s flights though.  My flights are almost always taking off early and landing early.  People put their butts down in their seats quickly or they lose them. That helps get us going faster. I like that they fly the same planes, so I figure every mechanic knows how to work on them. Some of larger world airlines have as many as 14 different type planes. Different parts, different skills to repair, etc.

But I think in time I may want to switch airlines. If I can find one that covers all my usual routes.