Sunday. NFC Champoinship game is on now and I get to watch the Packers play at least one more game this year. As I type this now we are down by 7 and Rodgers just got sacked on the 5 yard line. Damn it. I’m passionate about them and obviously want them to win. We all want our team to win, to be better than others, and we all love that feeling we get when winning. For most people it is addicting and you want that feeling all the time regardless of what happens to the “loser” or the other side. You want your win. Everyone is guilty of it one way or another. You don’t like football, take your pick on the other wins we gotta have including arguments with friends/family, proving a co-worker wrong, and the big one right now politics.
I had the pleasure of living next door to a NFL player for a couple years. He lived in the apartment right next to mine so I got to know him and his young family pretty well. I would tease him often about the Packers. Once I told him someone keyed his brand new HellCat charger and watched all the happy drain out of his face as I said “Yeah man, someone wrote GO PACK GO right on your hood. He laughed saying “you got me good there.” I share this as there is a point to my blah blah blah.
Time went by and that year in November the Packers came to town to play the Panthers. It was a crazy week leading up to the game and on game day I went to Packers tailgate party outside of the stadium as we all know Packer fans travel well. My good friend whom we call Rowdy won 2 tickets to the game and generously asked me if I wanted to go. Hell Yeah I wanted to go. Next thing I know I’m in the stadium getting ready to watch my team play the home team. For the record this was the day “I’m goooood brahh…” became a saying. The story behind that is a freaking great one, but you don’t get to hear that one today.
Prior to leaving for the tailgate party I had purchased a greeting card saying good luck and wrote a nice note in it for my Panther player next door. I came to really like him and his wife. It was funny he was always offering to carry things for me like the water jugs I get delivered, but I was scared he would pull a muscle in his back and then Panther nation would blame me for losing our cornerback. Okay getting off topic again. I wanted to wish my friend luck even though it was going against my team winning. I had been giving him shit for 4 months prior to this game and loved every second of it.
In the note I told him that to me it was simply a game. I wanted my team to win because it is natural and I wanted my “high” for the day. I thought about it that week though coming to the conclusion that it was just a game. To him it was his livelihood and the way he took care of his family. I realized it was bigger than me. In your rush to be right, to win, take a moment to pause and try to identify with who you are beating. There is a good chance you don’t know the back story, how that person got to where they are, and no matter how flipping right you think you are, there is a chance you’re not. Sometimes in life the end result that benefits you the most is not the best ending. I know in your selfish mind you can’t even grasp that concept.
The Packers lost that day. My neighbor shut down Randall Cobb for the game and it was great to see that for him. My neighbor was very happy when I saw him later that evening. He thanked me for the note and said the whole Panther team gave that note credit for the win that day. Okay that didn’t happen although he did thank me for the note. I ended up feeling better that night than I would have if the Packers won that game. I think about that day, that game, and that night from time to time when I need perspective on what is actually more important in my life and the lives of other humans.
It is the fourth quarter now so I’m done here. Just remember being a good human usually means doing the opposite of winning.
Go Pack Go.
FknBucky
Happy quarantine. Maybe with everyone stuck inside more than three people will actually read this. Desperate times.. I have been inside my apartment now for about nine days. I went to McDonalds this weekend to get a Big Mac simply because I had to do something. It is weird seeing people, I usually want to talk to them, now I have anxiety and must get away.
Let’s get right into it. I will never understand the individuals that believe it is okay to park in a handicap parking spot. I see it every single day. Charlotte, NC is actually one of the worst places I’ve experienced for this problem. If you can walk be proud of that shit and walk an extra few feet leaving the close up parking for people that might actually need it. I tell people if I get my legs back I’ll skip everywhere I go. Heck, I’ll park two blocks away in the rain just to skip a little further. Plus no one get abducted while skipping. It is a safety thing. Okay back on subject here. Jessica Alba is so damn hot, wait what was I doing, oh yeah parking…. Seriously what is wrong with your head that you don’t get that parking in a blue man spot, in between them, or in any way screwing them up for people that need them is a crappy thing to do???
I saw this truck today while walking a friends dog. This might be the dumbest thing I’ve seen since the last time I saw someone parked like this. Like I said it happens way to much. I don’t personally care about parking close to the building that I’m trying to go in. I just need the extra space so that I can open my car door the whole way. When I park in a regular spot someone parks too close to me and I can’t get in my own vehicle. This means I have to ask a random stranger to back my van out. I don’t like having random people driving my car ever, as I think all other drivers suck. My bad I meant to say I KNOW they all suck.
My friends in Charlotte learned how much this happens in the last year. I would mention to them about the parking lot of a particular establishment we would meet up for prayer meetings. Yes that is my story, moving on. After a while they would start to look at the blue man spots to see if they were open or had cars in them that should not be there. Now they were getting angry. I have to let it go right after I see it or I’ll be pissed off all the time. They had to learn this as well. This problem happens every single day. Maybe it is because I’m out so often and have more chances to see assholes parked illegally or maybe it is really that problematic. If I let a parking issue ruin my day I would have A LOT of ruined days and per the last blog I’m not willing to give these idiots one of my days.
Hello internet people. It has been a while since I’ve shared with you. I need to write more than I have been as I use it to get thoughts out of my head. Right now I would like to share the way I think about days. You see you only have so many days in your life. I understood this at a very early age and decided to live my life accordingly. I was having tea with my Grandfather when I was 15. He was 80ish at this time and made the comment how he remembered being 15 like me, but then one day he woke up and was 80. His voice trailed off as he said it and I understood at that exact moment how quickly life passes by. I knew that I didn’t want to waste any days.
Okay on the ship and cocktails start flowing. Wheelchair, drunk friends, and massive ship….. What can go wrong?? Only one answer. Who cares.
We had 15 foot waves and it beat the crap out of the ship. We never made it to Grand Caymans or Jamaica because the ship was rerouted. I met plenty of people on the ship that were upset over this, but what can you do?? Just roll with it. Why let something so trivial ruin a good time?? We ended up in Cozumel, Mexico and finally got off the ship. I took one look at the taxi vans we needed to use so that all 17 of us could get to the resort and thought no freaking way is my crippled ass getting up there.
I could go on and on about this wonderful experience I had last week, but some of it will get me arrested… Oh wait international waters ha ha. Oh well next time you will have to just come along to know exactly how crazy things got. There was lots of dancing, a BEARBIE shirt, Star trails, tons of rolling around, hugs to the floor, amazing new friendships, huge shots, I love “chants”, ex-girlfriend moving out stories, fully clothed hot tubing and half naked sandwich ordering, Mom and Dad trying to find the lawn, and most importantly… If You Don’t Like It!!!!
Alright I’ve got the joy, joy, joy, down in my heart. Ha ha. Just kidding its more like the rage, rage, rage down in my fist. I’m foaming at the mouth, trying to get this beat my head against the wall frustration out of my system. I’m baffled that the world is full of so many stupid, stupid, one more time stupid people. That came out wrong. What I meant to say is “Jessica Alba is freaking hot.” 
kiss your own ass. Don’t worry this will be easy because your head is already stuck firmly up in there. I just wanted you to pull over in case you enjoy it. Ewww.
chew your head off like Rick ate that bastard on the walking dead. Let me make this perfectly clear. There is NO FAST LANE. It is a passing lane. That means you pass the car in front of you and then your get out of that lane. I don’t care if you are doing 10,000 miles an hour. Pull left, pass car, and then get back over to the right. I might be doing 10,010 miles an hour and I don’t want to slow down because you’re an idiot.
then that car will speed slightly up and extend this little auto line dance on down the freeway. Meanwhile me and the 27 other cars stuck behind your dumbass are thinking about how we can build a time machine, travel back to the 1800’s, and kill your entire bloodline. Thats right by this time killing you isn’t good enough. I want the whole family, the history of your family, and that girl you hooked up with in college just in case her out of wedlock kid might be yours.
FknBucky 