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25
Feb
25

STRAPPED UP!!

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6:37 is what the clock said when I looked at it. DANG IT is what I said. Yoga starts at 7 AM and I was going to be late. Annie looked at me with drowsy eyes that said stop moving around I’m trying to sleep here. Nothing like waking up in a hotel, late, and then trying to rush out the door for a yoga session across town. Sounds like familiar territory in my life as rushing is something I’ve become accustomed to. This darn wheelchair makes everything take much longer, but such is life.

Even with hitting every single red light on the way there, I arrived at 7:06 AM, and class was in session as I rolled thru the door. Luckily it is a cozy yoga studio with great people that are happy to see an extra face awake and joining them for the early morning namaste. Class itself was perfect although 17 minutes in, I realized I have a lot to learn about yoga still. I do a session on my own daily and it is clear my form along with my timing is crap compared to what it is when I attend classes. I’m paralyzed from the chest down and have figured out how to do yoga, so what is your excuse again??

My body is a million times better off and I have so much LESS pain when I do yoga daily. A testimonial you didn’t ask for and I didn’t plan on making. Third paragraph is when I usually pivot to talk about what I actually had in mind. Today is no different. I was cleaning up the blocks and straps I used for the past hour. Well 54 minutes if you want bring up old shit about me being late. Moonbeam (yoga coach) grabbed the blocks from me and said she would be back for the strap. I take no orders and decided to take care of the strap myself. I carefully rolled it up tight so it would sit nicely in the strap box. Seems like a pretty boring event right?? WRONG!

I rolled that strap up perfectly. Wasn’t mine. No fee to just throw it in the box. I mean it isn’t Blockbuster and it wasn’t a VHS tape. This took more of my precious time to roll it up with no real benefit to me. Why do it Bucky??

Well….. I don’t do things half assed. Ever. Not even a stupid strap after yoga. If you can’t do tiny little tasks with precision, how or why would anyone trust you to do big tasks perfectly? It is a mind set and I see many people in this world that don’t have it or refuse to use it. How do you tackle inconsequential projects throughout the day?? Do you put care into them and pay attention or simply throw whatever into the box while thinking about that TV show you watch that no one else cares about?

Success is in the details. I didn’t roll that strap up for the yoga studio. I did it for myself. It is a form of intangible character that one must possess to have a successful happy life in my opinion. Pay attention to the small things and the larger problems in life become much easier to overcome. Look at what you are doing and think “how can I do it better?” Once the answer becomes “no possible way to do this better”, you will have mastered the task and just might unlock the door to a fulfilling life in the process.

Namaste

FknBucky

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10
Sep
23

No Bad Kids

By Bucktown 4 Comments
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The world is a crazy place. Different cultures, different people, different color of people, different languages, different trees, different crops, different laws, and on and on. I spent my early years getting picked on daily by the other kids at school. I’ve talked about this before. I hated it. I felt alone all the time. I was around people just like me, but somehow I was not part of the group. No differences, but clearly we were not the same. It sucked.

It was also a major blessing. These experiences made me appreciate friendships on a massive level. Not having something makes a person appreciate it more once they get it. Hence why working for something is better than someone giving it to you, but that is a message for another day. My appreciation for friendships allowed to make thousands of friends over the years. Young, old, white, black, Mexicans, Germans, Asians, gay, straight, and blah blah blah.

Having all these different points of view has been very educational for myself and I’m very thankful for that. The other side is I know a lot of people that pass away. Someday it will be me. We all go sometime so work hard to be a person remembered for the right reasons. I lost a friend this week who should be remembered by the world for things you don’t know about and it is a shame. She was an amazing human and I’m a better person because of the conversations we had. I was young when I met her as one of my friends dated her Granddaughter so when we went over there she would talk with us.

We drank beer and she allowed it because knew we would be safe there and she knew if she didn’t we would have gone out driving around. The lesser of two evils I suppose. She took care of her two granddaughters for reasons that aren’t your business or mine for that matter. I wish I was able to talk and see them as I will always care and love them, but life happens and we all get busy with the paths we have taken. Some great times and memories of those days. Sitting there at times I would find myself talking with Leona about all types of stuff. She didn’t like the drinking, but instead of screaming NO like a crazy person she would ask “Why do you think you need the beer??”

That type of conversation was foreign to me. If my Dad didn’t want me to do something he told me he would kill me if I did it again. Sometimes that worked and sometimes a it made me learn how to hide it better. I would struggle to answer her question because no one ever asked me a question like that before and actually cared about my answer. I had no idea how important those conversations were while I was having them, but later in life I would reflect on them and become very grateful for those lessons.

I assumed I was a “bad” kid because I didn’t follow the rules like other kids my age. It is easy to allow these thoughts into your mind, but extremely hard to get out once you’ve allowed them to set up shop. That goes for all negative thoughts you tell yourself. Leona explained to me that “There are no bad kids.” There are bad parents, bad environments, bad decisions, bad leaders, bad preachers, bad schools, and bad all kinds of stuff. No bad kids though.

To completely write off a child is a crap thing to do. To look at a kid and say you’re not worth fighting for is borderline evil. As humans we can do better. Some kids might say “Eff your kindness, I’m going to go rob someone”, but that doesn’t mean we stop trying for all the rest of them. My opinion of myself changed the night I had this conversation with her and thankfully I never forgot the lesson. Anyone that knows me can tell you that I will do anything to help a kid. That wasn’t natural instinct on my part, it was a piece of wisdom that Leona gave me. Her legacy will live on every time I don’t give up on a kid just because they or someone they know thinks they are “bad”.

It has been over 20 years since I’ve seen her although I did send X-Mas cards a few times. You never know what you can learn from a person if you don’t take the time to get to know them. If you want to be wise and a person of substance you must talk to people outside of your circle. I hope she knows just how much I respected her and that she changed my thought process in life for the better. I could not even begin to count the lives I’ve been able to improve using the philosophy Leona so graciously gave me. It took years for those comments to actually mean something to me, but once I understood what she meant the world around me changed.

It became much less about me and it caused me to understand that I could make a difference in the world one person at a time. It becomes addicting. To help. To see someone succeed when their whole world told them they couldn’t. I’ve already overcame so much in my own life. I know the formula. It isn’t a secret. One simply has to wake up and say “Not today MoFO” and then go out to the world with a smile that can’t be broken. I’m good. Now I concentrate on helping others see that for themselves. I have no number of lives changed except for this. As many as I possibly can. If my whole life goes by and I only help one person it will be worth it. That one person might change the lives of thousands because I helped him/her on their way.

You have no idea how many lives you change for the better. Or for the worse. Maybe Leona only affected my life, but I would say her legacy is a massive one. What will your legacy be??

No Bad Kids. I will always be in your debt Leona.

FknBucky

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01
Feb
23

Drop Mind Pollution

By Bucktown 2 Comments
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Here we go. I’ve been tryin to make time to blog all last week, but somehow I kept finding excuses to do something else. It is hard to write when I’m tired. Seems odd, but my mind needs to be sharp and awake. Not the Red Bull kind of awake, but simply analyzing data with speed and ease. I’m sure this is why I have wit and comebacks when talking with others because my brain is working overtime to get the words in, analyzed, and then making my response flow out on time and with the right feeling. Words are only part of the equation. The tone of your voice, the face you make while saying those comebacks, the position your body is in (little harder to do in a wheelchair), the smile must be just right, and finally the eyes. They have to be soft and not threatening when hitting someone hard with words. Calling someone stupid is mean. Calling them stupid with soft eyes and a slight smile is funny. A lot going on in the three seconds someone tries to talk smack with me.

I love it though. The challenge. Everything in my life is a competition and I hate losing. Well, that isn’t true. I hate losing because I failed to bring my best. If I bring it all whether it is a fight, conversation, sales meeting, or anything I want to be victorious. Otherwise why are you there?? If you don’t see yourself standing in the first place spot at the end of the day why are you playing??? Who trains for 2nd place?? Funny answer. Most of you do. You have allowed others opinions to pollute your mind which then makes deals with you. Only try a little bit today. That way when you come up short it won’t be hurtful and no one will make fun of you. To that I want to say this “Fuck you and the mind polluters you hang around!!” I know Mom no swearing, but that point has to cut deep.

My nephew is at some training right now. He finished boot camp and now he is doing some additional training that will get his body in shape to go do the actual thing he is planning to do in the military. I’m being vague because it is none of your business what he is doing exactly, but this story requires you to know he is doing it. When he does it that means he is doing something that we are proud of cause he does that thing we know he is doing. Sorry I had Kamala help me with this paragraph. She won’t make it at FknBucky so back to something she won’t need intelligence for. Lighten up Francis.

I was talking to the nephew the other day and he was describing the training he was doing. A lot of everything with no sleep is what it boiled down to. He told me a whole bunch of kids have already quit. They started with 160 and by last count they only had 104. 56 people quit before the end of week 3. I don’t get it. Why did they even go?? I guarantee everyone of them in the back of their head heard the voice before day 1 saying “you won’t make it.:” I killed that voice a long time ago. He has unlimited lives like playing video games with my 8 year old niece. She makes sure I have 99 lives while playing the Simpsons with her. If I go below 90 lives it is an emergency that she fixes very quickly. Where was I?? Oh yeah. Quitter voice. It gets easier to kill him the more you do it. Pretty soon you can just Plan B that prick.

I’m proud of the nephew and hearing the intense crap they were putting him through made me have a deep respect for what he is going to accomplish. He asked what I have been doing and I replied truthfully without thinking “I made a cherry pie.” It isn’t often I wish for words back. I’m such a pansy these days…. He says “I just did a 7 mile hike with a 50 lb pack on.”

I respond with “ Lame, I made a pie. From scratch.” Can’t eat a hike with ice cream. Here is the deal. He rocked that hike. There is no chance he will quit. Zero. I tell him every time we talk “you don’t have to be first, but you better out work every other person there.” Never stop trying. I can’t hike. I can make a pie and it will be the best darn pie in Charlotte.

We all have dreams. Chase them. Go for it. Stop worrying about failure. It only exists if you allow it. I try and if it doesn’t work, I analyze why, and then try again. I gain knowledge every time so it isn’t a failure, but another step up closer to my goal. If you are going to California from Ohio and one day you make it 800 miles, but the next you only make it 50. Is that a failure or are you closer to your goal. Fix the way your mind uses information and kick to moron out that is crying you only made it 50 miles. They will sit down and wait for some other idiot to pick them up. Unfortunately the world is full of idiots. It is easy to be one. You don’t have to be one though. You read FknBucky that is like making it 2,000 miles a day.

Funny I had a blog in my head about mentors and heroes, but my heart decided to write a different message. I want to write forever. I want millions to find inspiration and hope in my message. I’m not there yet, but in my mind I have been there since I wrote the first sentence on the first blog. Somedays I make great progress and others I make very little, but the fight continues. Quitting will never be an option. If it was that means I never actually started.

Whatever you want start now. Right now. Sign up for the online class. Research starting your own business. Go volunteer. Mend a broken friendship. Most importantly stop listening to people and voices that say “you can’t.” They are wrong. They are scared to try. They are nothing to you. Just start and you will see how quickly all those negative influences become a sentence in a paragraph somewhere that eventually gets edited out.

Love who you are today. Tomorrow is not guaranteed.

FknBucky

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04
Jun
22

Honor Them Everyday

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I am a bit late posting. Still a great point for you to think about.

Memorial Day. An important one. All days are a blessing, but on this day we as Americans honor the bravest people we will never see or meet. The men that stormed the beach in Normandy is only one example of the incredible sacrifice humans are capable of. I can’t imagine at 18 years old being told to run towards a wall of bullets. Have you ever thought about that?? I’m guessing no. You’re too busy calling strangers racist because they have different opinions than you. Do the world a favor and shelf that BS for today. I think about the kids that gave everything 90 years ago so you can stand on your pedestal and say America sucks. That being said these kids didn’t die for you to blindly follow the other side either.

No wall of bullets to charge today Bucky. How can we make a difference?? Glad you asked. Make your community better. Be a good neighbor, friend, Parent, Spouse, son, brother, daughter that used to be a son, or whatever you want. You can try to be 2nd best Uncle ever, but the top spot is all mine. Just be good to others. Not for recognition, but for the simple fact it is the right thing to do. We can all make a difference. Imagine what your life would be like if everyone on your block cared more about others than they do for themselves.

I have a point that I’m working towards here. Just trying to give you a moment to think about the military people and their families. Family. That is an awesome word. I’ve been blessed with a very big family that is amazing. It is far from perfect, but at the end of the day we are all there for each other. I don’t have children, but I spend as much time as I can with my nieces and nephews. I know a lot of people say they don’t know how to talk with kids. It is easy. Just pay attention to them. That is what we all want in life. To feel important, wanted (think kids, to be wanted as in join in the game), to feel appreciated (again kids – nice pass or catch), and all the rest. Be kind to your kids. They are the ones that will pick your nursing home.

I was playing frisbee with Annie in the park we go to daily for that purpose. We spent about an hour and half today. Lots of rest and water breaks. Right about an hour into it I see a couple dressed up as super heroes pushing their young kids in little plastic cars. Annabel was happy to show off her frisbee skills which are flipping awesome as this family walked by. I asked what was up?? I double checked before yelling out that today is not Halloween. In case you’re not sure either – it is not Halloween today. After I yelled ”Where you going??” I got the best reply. ”To save the world!!” I laughed and told them they made my day.

This parental unit took time to put the cape on, the mask on, and made sure the parent-mobile (like the batmobile, but not) had a full tank. I find this to be awesome. This is what I mean by change the world. Those kids don’t care who the President is, they just want some attention. We make the world better one super hero costume at a time. Ready for the tie in??? We honor the men and women that gave their lives for our freedom, by becoming the best version of us that we can possibly be. You can’t thank a deceased Veteran for their service. We can keep their memory alive by being great people and teaching our kids how to be great people.

It isn’t enough to throw some meat on the BBQ and chug Busch Lights for the day. We need to honor those every single day and not just some weekend to kick off summer. Become an awesome person that makes a difference in the world. Take care of your kids. Teach them they can do anything because they are blessed to have been born in the greatest country in the history of the world. Be a great friend, a great son or daughter, be a great brother or sister so that you send out great vibes every single day. I try to do amazing things for people, but I fall short many times each day, week, year, or decade.

If you never come up short that just means your goals or dreams aren’t big enough. Think about what your philosophy for life is. If I came up and asked you ”What do you want to accomplish in this life??” Do you have an answer?? I think about those that gave everything so that I can be here in America doing whatever I want. I’m free to read any books, educate myself, go where I want, vote for who I want, advocate for things that I want or things I believe would make the world better.

I know I’m a couple days late on publishing this one, but that also makes my bigger point. You don’t get to change your profile pic that says thank you Veterans for a weekend and then tuck that away until next year. Join me in honoring their memory every day by becoming the best you.

FknBucky

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25
Nov
21

45 Seconds

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Justice for Ryan Cooper. No one will forget him and we will search for the person/persons responsible forever. The truth will come out and you will be held accountable.

When I write these blogs I have a thought in my head that I can only get out by putting the words down on paper. I think about things constantly as the world around me changes I analyze everything in real time deciding how I feel about it. This is just the way I’m wired I guess and it isn’t changing at this point. The reason I say that is because yesterday was a roller coaster of emotion on my 8-9 hour drive to Alabama to spend Thanksgiving with my brothers family. I lived here for a good amount of time before I moved to Charlotte so quite of people in this small community know me as the better looking, smarter, definitely more intelligent brother.

I witnessed a semi truck drive over a car in Atlanta. I was on the phone with a business, when 2 lanes over (6 lanes at this point) a car tried to drive under a semi and was driven over. My immediate response was ”Oh My God” and I’m quite certain people lost their lives. It looked really bad, my heart broke for those involved, and I thought of their families getting ready for a fun holiday tomorrow/today with family only to have it become a tragedy. I drive A LOT. More than any of my friends. I’ve driven from Coast to Coast and from Canada to Mexico at least a dozen times. I am baffled by the horrible driving I witness daily.

Two hours after witnessing this accident I was caught up in traffic slowing to a stop and for the most part doing 5-10 mph for over 30 minutes. I finally got up to where the accident was only to see it was on the Northbound side of the Freeway. The only reason I was in stop and go traffic for 30 minutes was because looky-loos had to slow down and look at the crap sandwich on the other side of the freeway. I made a very sweet video about my feelings during this situation. If cursing offends you please don’t watch it. I believe in the 33 second video only 2 words are not cuss words. It is mostly for shock value and I hoped it would give my friends a laugh.

I made it to the exit in Southern Alabama and was only about 7 minutes from my LA (Lower Alabama) home. I pulled up to a very familiar intersection where lots of flashing lights were going on as the fire department was out directing traffic and not letting people turn left. I was going right at this T intersection, but still rolled down my window to confirm that was okay. I asked ”Can I go right??” and got this response from a sassy firewoman ”I don’t know, can you???”.

Clearly she knew who I was. FknBucky is famous. Thought you knew. I asked if my not as good looking as me brother was at the accident and she replied ”yes”. I asked if it was bad and she again said ”yes”. Little Brother has been on the volunteer fire department for almost a decade now and has seen a lot of bad things. Being this close to the freeway he has seen things most of us pray daily we will never have to witness. This part of the blog is going to be hard to read. People need to understand the consequences of doing stupid crap in a car.

The driver of the car thought it would be a good idea to pass other cars on this two lane highway. Accelerating to well over the speed limit the driver pulled out in the oncoming traffic lane and started to pass other drivers. I know this stretch of road and there is a town in about 10 miles. Even if they could do 80 miles an hour the whole way a person maybe would arrive 45 seconds sooner, but I’ll let you judge if that 45 seconds was worth the gamble. What is the wager Bucky?? Well, if you win you arrive to the 25 mile an hour zone and stop light 45 seconds sooner than if you had just drove the speed limit. If you lose people in your vehicle die.

While passing the cars it is believed a car came at this car so to avoid a head on collision the driver had to swerve quickly back into the correct lane. When they did this at extremely unsafe speeds this driver drove straight into the back of another vehicle. The vehicle lost control, flipped and rolled, and got all kinds of smashed up before finally coming to a rest. There were very bad injuries to the people in that all vehicles involved. I know of a similar accident where all 4 teenagers in the car were decapitated. Easily avoidable incidents like this happen way to often. In fact a few years ago about a couple hundred yards from my brothers house a group of kids were going to fast, swerved to miss a dog, lost control of the vehicle when it hit a concrete power line pole, and two 15 year old kids died. I wrote about that in a blog the day after.

I would much rather write a blog about being thankful for all the good in your life today. The truth is you should be thankful for everything. Instead I’m awake at 4 AM with this on my mind making it impossible to sleep until I get this out of my head. Just slow down. I see cars everyday that weave from one lane to the next cutting people off, passing on the right, and just driving like an asshole only to take the next exit. If this is you – KNOCK it off. If you constantly gamble the lives of people in your car and the lives of people in cars around you it is only a matter of time that you will lose the bet.

Life is beautiful. It is a gift. It is fragile and NOT guaranteed. It could be over too soon, but gambling your life on the way to Walmart is simply stupid. I write about this with a heavy heart, but if one person thinks about this blog, takes my advice to slow down, and not drive like an idiot it will be worth it. Please share this message with people you care about. The families of all the people involved in the accidents yesterday should be having a great day cooking a turkey today. Instead they are in shock, heartbroken, and possibly planning a funeral. 45 eff’ing Seconds…….

FknBucky

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