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Jun

never ending stay…

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Tags: big, blog, coc, deal, drain, Fun, Hate, help, hospital, kidney, kill, line, love, photography, stool, story, travel, trouble, TV, west, writing

Well….. I extended my vacation by another day. Apparently they want you to crop dust the halls after stealing a kidney, but call it passing gas to sound professional until….. I said “farting” a bunch. The doctor finally loosened up her stature, but not my bowels. TMI… I know, but I promised honesty on this blog so suck it up buttercups. By the way speaking of honesty it turns out I’m not gay. That t-shirt is a liar. My friend Nuisance (see what I did there….) told me to be sweet to the nurses, but have you ever heard of a 24 hour restraining order??? Me either. Who knew asking her if she wanted to stick around and snort some of my meds with me was such a big deal…….. A couple lines of stool softener makes for one heck of a story later.

The TV is crap. The channels are 74-1, 74-2, 74-3, and on and on. I don’t know what that means. I have watched two westerns about a guy killing other guys over a woman. Both of them, but different guys dying from another guy killing them. I think the woman might be my stuck up crazy nurse. She would drive anyone to do some killing. She happens to be one that watched on as the others killed me on my last stay here. No joke there. She is sticking with the panic/anxiety story saying “Well you have anxiety when you’re dying.”

I can’t think of a truer statement. Just remember if you check out from not being able to breathe with 93% of your lung filled with fluid, it is the panic that did it. Can’t believe I was so stupid to think otherwise.

My kidney drain.

Might be yet another day. Got an issue with the kidney drain, and I’m not kidneying around.

Thank for all the prayers. Keep them coming and please share the blogs. Some of your friends might not be on my friends list and should hear my life lessons in the blogs. Be kind to others, stop holding petty grudges, and if someone makes you mad – hit them in the face.

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Jan

Screw your structure

By Bucktown 1 Comment

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Tags: Alba, anger, Biden, Bob, boyfriend, chaos, dog, fake, first, football, Fun, girlfirend, good, happy, Hate, impress, jess, kind, Life, lose, love, news, Packers, podcast, reality, sad, structure, Time, trump

Sunday. My favorite day of the week. It is for many reasons, but the stress free morning on Sunday makes it something to look forward to. Unless you are hungover from a late Saturday night and promised a cute nice girl you would be at 9 AM service for church. That is never me because I don’t date women that go to church. This is by choice. Their choice. Clearly.

I make one heck of a first impression showing up with FknBucky t-shirts for Mom and Dad, making sure I tell a joke about how her Mom needs an XL to fit over those massive boobs she paid for 7 years ago. This comment always goes over well so make sure you say it loud as you grab a beer from the fridge. Then tell her Dad he needs to buy better beer and a lot more of it cause you like to get your drink on while watching the football game. To help round out this day of first impression be sure to include her 15 year old brother by calling him a pansy for saying no when you asked him to shotgun a beer with you. Almost done now. One last thing to do before you claim victory in awesomeness. Tell her 13 year old sister that “Damn gurl, you’re going to be hot in a couple years once your boobs grow in and you no longer need to wear the padded bra!!”

First impressions are so much fun. Clearly I’m an expert. The Packers game yesterday was so much fun to watch. That team is going to be a contender for many years so Detroit if you are going to win a championship, do it now. You’ll be dominated by GB for the next 15 years. hahaha. I would be worried about offending some Detroit Lions fans, but everyone knows people from Detroit don’t know how to read. I had a point earlier that I was planning to get to, but maybe I forgot what it was. Actually no maybe about it, I can’t remember what I was thinking about earlier.

Jessica Alba is just hot. Always makes me smile.. 🙂

Maybe there doesn’t need to be a clear point. Maybe sometimes in life you have to just wing it and take what the world is sending to you. The more you try to control everything the more disappointed you will be in life. It is that simple. I go thru phases. Sometimes I’m just smiling with the “ef it” attitude and other times I have this vision of what everything should look like and I bust my ass trying to force that vision on others and force it to become reality for me. Hmmm I needed to hear that. I’m trying to force things in life right now. I gotta remember my own advice. I don’t try to fake it with you wonderful people that read my words. We are in this together. Having the answers only helps if you use that knowledge. Knowing better and doing better are not the same thing.

Remember this. Life is more enjoyable when it isn’t planned out. Life is hard when you don’t have a plan. To be a person of character means you have to be a person of structure. To be a good human to those you love, you have to be wiling to drop everything at a moments notice to do something dumb and crazy. WTF Bucky?? Exactly. It will never make perfect sense. LIfe is hard. It is painful. It is unfair. The good die too early. Bad people will win sometimes. I’m going to throw a nice bow on this blog for you just because I love you.

As you can see, I searched Bob vs Fun TIme. This is what I got.

Enjoy the moments. If you get 3 hours of laughter with friends/family, CHERISH it. Don’t leave early. Don’t worry about the report due tomorrow at work. Ef that report. Be present in the fun time. It doesn’t happen often so simply enjoy it. Don’t throw shade bringing up old crap to Bob from 8 years ago. Bob is a penis head. Everyone knows that. Don’t let him ruin fun time. Let nothing ruin fun time. Enjoy what you have RIGHT now. There is always a chance it will be gone tomorrow.

FknBucky

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Subcribe to the podcast. I’m telling you now I’m going to make it work. I’ve never in life felt so sure about anything. I will not allow myself to fail. Not because I want money and fame, but simply because I want to become the man it will force me to be to enable me to be successful. That is the true reward. Are your goals leading you towards being a better person?? — Another blog coming soon.

Nov

On the Edge

By Bucktown 2 Comments

Categories: Uncategorized
Tags: beautiful, check, danger, dog, Edge, free, Fun, happy, Hate, Life, live, love, mad, run, sad, view, walk

I think I am just going to make every blog start with, it has been a while since I’ve posted on here….. Life is chaos. Mine is certainly full. I try hard to be enough for everyone I know, but I feel as though I constantly fall short and let people down. It is never my intention to fall short of expectations, but it still happens. I recently watched the movie “Dog” with Channing Tatum. I bet that guy wakes up everyday and says “Darn it, why can’t I be handsome like FknBucky??” Ahhh my twenties. Good days.

Don’t worry this entire blog is not going to be about how flipping good looking I am. Although it would make for some great reading. Nope, not today. I take Annabel out for a couple runs just about every day. She knows the route by heart and once I give the green light she takes off like a race car doing the quarter mile. She simply can’t get there fast enough. Where is there??? That is a great question.

We have checkpoints I created since she was a puppy. The easiest ones are streets. She can’t cross a street EVER unless I say okay. She will run to the very tip of the sidewalk. One more inch and she would be technically in the street so she doesn’t cross that line, but still gets as close to it as dogginly possible. Some people get freaked out at this, but I’ve learned to trust her. That line will not be crossed until I give permission. The word is “okay”, that gives permission to run ahead to the next checkpoint. I test her sometimes by yelling “Open”, “Almost”, and other similar sounding words. She flinches, but realizes those are not the right word and will sit and wait. Quite impressive.

The edge. One paw almost touching. I used to get almost upset in the beginning, but as I mentioned I trust her now so it doesn’t bother me anymore. In fact we had a conversation about it. I asked “Annie, why do you insist on being on the very edge??” She replied “The view is better.”

Think on that for a moment. I’m a great view kind of guy. I enjoy the edge. It makes me feel alive. To be safe, but close enough to the danger that I can smell it, taste it, and reach out and touch it if I wanted to. I’ve always been that way, but like everyone I had to grow up to properly know who I am. In life I don’t have time to waste so I’m flying to the next checkpoint as fast as possible, giving myself time to enjoy the view from the edge. Once the slow pokes finally catch up we all start again, but they never see the view I just witnessed because they just keep moving at that snail pace never realizing they missed out on something remarkable, beautiful, and many times life changing.

I remember a time we were driving around the mountains in Colorado on a Sunday afternoon. Nothing to do besides tell jokes and mess with each other. We stopped a few times to check out some views. One was on a very tall cliff. I’m sure something like a thousand feet down. We had four in the group, but only two of us ventured to the edge. Right on it. I stood there with my friend as the adrenaline started to pump understanding an inch or two separated me from certain death. I wasn’t scared. I was alive. The view was more gorgeous and precious. The moment went from nothing to a memory I’ll never forget as I stepped closer and closer to the edge. The other two guys were 20 ft behind us literally shaking with fear just thinking about being where I was. It was one of the first moments of my life that fear became a noun.

I understand who I am. I take risks. I enjoy the edge. I like the view. You have to figure out you. Don’t stand on the edge unless you are willing to accept the consequences. There is always a price to pay.

Whether you are in the front, middle, or back is up to you. Just be sure wherever you end up that you take time to enjoy the moment with those around you. When you feel your life is in chaos remember to control the only thing you always have control of. Your attitude.

FknBucky

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Aug

Just Go

By Bucktown 3 Comments

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Tags: accessible, adventure, Boob, Bryant, Chappelle, corner, Dave, dog, drive, enemy, friend, Fun, give, go, happy, Hate, history, joke, Kobe, love, Mom, never, read, regret, sad, story, street, Theater, think, up

What’s up my friends?? I should probably name this “just write” as I’ve slacked hard the last year. A whole darn year. It is insane just how quickly time flys by without us noticing. Kids grow up. They become adults suddenly. They force us to realize how old we are. I still feel 23, but I’m not. Not even close. Some of you have known me for a very long time and probably have a couple FknBucky stories to share. Please don’t. My Mom reads this.

Live without regrets is something people like to say. Stupid people like to tattoo it on themselves and misspell it. Small piece of advice from me. Google everything you are about to tattoo on you. Trust no one. The Chinese symbols can not be trusted. They say it means Love and Strength! After 7 Bud Lights and 5 shots of Fireball why wouldn’t you want Love and Strength tattooed on the side of your neck?? Cause the symbol actually means “I love anal” which will make you really popular while visiting the Great Wall.

Just Go. There has to be a point. There is. The regrets I have are opportunities I failed to take advantage of. I admire Kobe Bryant in so many ways. I don’t even like basketball all that much, but Kobe and I were born in the same 48 hour period. I was in my freshman year of college, lost, a kid inside, but old enough to by smokes. Kobe was on the biggest stage in the world competing with the best. I would think about that at times and wonder what the heck I was doing with my life. Luckily my college friends would see me in deep thought and hand me a bag of mushrooms. I didn’t get to compete against Jordan, but….. Mushrooms are cool.

I lived in Cali for 11 years. I never drove up to LA and watched Kobe play. I regret that. My neighbor was a fighter pilot in the Navy and invited me to come use the flight simulator he trained on. I never went. Stupid. What a great story that would have been. I don’t dwell on these, but I do remember them simply so I don’t make the same mistake.

I saw a clip of Chappelle show a couple months ago. I thought I have to go see Dave live. I googled his schedule and he was going to be in West Virginia. A 5 hour drive each way, but I didn’t let that bog down my excitement. I bought the overpriced tickets. One for me and one for my nephew. I told myself the cost of the ticket was both combined so it was good in my head.

I need accessible seating. The tickets I bought were not accessible. No big deal as most times I call the venue and they swap me out with no issue. Not this time. I called and explained my situation to the guy on the phone. He said “Don’t come. We don’t have a seat for you.” So I turned around and went home. I was defeated. I wasted all that money on tickets with no chance to resell them and on top of it I couldn’t cancel the hotel room so I had to pay for that as well. A very expensive lesson.

Eff that. I hope no one believed any of that BS. Dude said “Don’t come.”

I replied “See you in five hours”.

I would have sat on someone’s lap before I didn’t go. I transferred into a seat in this old ass theater. I think Lincoln was shot there. I was stuck there and had to explain to 37 people why I refused to stand up and let them pass.

Dave came out and everyone went crazy!! He started out saying that he wouldn’t not talk about Tranny’s because he was already in trouble with the super fun “Always offended and pissed off crowd”. Seriously those types (I had to erase my previous three descriptors) really know how to party!! All I’m saying is they don’t have handfuls of mushrooms so….. To fill the time in his set previously dedicated to the Tranny’s he decided to make fun of paralyzed people. Like everyone else there I laughed. I am not a man in a wheelchair. I am not disabled. I’m FknBucky that uses a tool to get around that is called a wheelchair. Big difference. Disabled people can’t do stuff. There is not one damn thing I can’t do. Use that word on someone else.

I can forever say “I saw Dave Chappelle live.” That is a very cool sentence. I made the money back selling my crippled ass on a street corner. I mean it was Chappelle.

So go. To everything. Take a friend. Take a family member. Buy their ticket and forget about it. Have a large woman with the biggest boobs in the world crawl over you 3 times because you can’t stand up. There was a moment that I thought I was going to suffocate to death between 2 ginormous boobs at a Dave Chappell show. I mean if you got to pick the most perfect way to die that has to be top 3.

Just go. Just go. Just go. Tattoo that on your neck or better yet tattoo it on your brain. You can show it off to your friends by being the guy that is always up for an adventure and yells proudly “LET’S GO!!”

FknBucky

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Nov

Great Moments

By Bucktown 7 Comments

Categories: Uncategorized
Tags: anger, bad, Beach, dog, float, Fun, good, happy, Hate, Hawaii, helicopter, Life, love, moment, Moon set, nephew, No door, Oahu, opinion, sad, share, Sunset, surf, swim, Waikiki, waves, wheelchair

I’ve missed you. I have written a couple dozen blogs, but never get around to posting them. I just spent a week in Hawaii with a couple of my nephews. I’ve done a lot of cool things in my life, and I’ve done some very stupid things. It is what it is. I don’t dwell on the past or the “what if” questions that weak minded people like to waste time thinking about. It isn’t hard to change. When you start down that path of thinking, identify it, accept your reality, and then smile while moving on from the dark negative thoughts. No amount of “regret thoughts” will change your future or your present. It is a waste of energy and never ends up being a positive outcome.

I volunteer at the rehab center here in Charlotte. I go in when requested to talk with people that have recently had a traumatic injury. I change lives when I do this. It is also extremely difficult on me as I relive the accident that left me paralyzed. Recently I met with a gang member that was shot and paralyzed from the chest down like I am. He was miserable. Nothing I said made any difference to him as he was determined to stay angry and depressed. I left that encounter feeling confused. Instead of sharing my positivity with him, I picked up his negativity. I second guessed my decisions, my optimistic attitude, and started hating this wheelchair and all it represented.

I promise nothing good comes from that way of thinking. It took a few days to purge that encounter from my thoughts, but it bothered me that I let some stranger influence my mood and my life philosophy. I have a feeling I’m not the only one that falls victim to such a thing. WHY?? Why would I let that happen?? I honestly don’t know, but I will be more guarded the next time I’m in that type of situation. I’m not going to quit trying to help, but I will be more aware of taking someone else’s feelings with me. We all should. Don’t let people with no investment interrupt or influence our lives or our attitude about our lives.

This blog has taken a turn I didn’t expect, but I just start typing and let my thoughts write the message. The wisdom I’ve gained by seeing the world while sitting down can not be measured. I enjoy spending time with kids and share some of these thoughts with them. While in Hawaii I told my nephews that we accept the bad times in life in order to enjoy the great moments. A corner suite at the Marriott with ocean views on Waikiki Beach is one of those amazing moments in life. We can’t change the past so learn the lessons from it and then pay attention to your present.

I tell them to put their darn phones down and just enjoy the moment when awesome things happen. I mean take a quick video to show your friends and then put it down. Take the time to experience that moment. What does it smell like?? What sounds are around you?? Take notice of that euphoric feeling inside of you. You can lose a phone, someone can steal your property, but memories are free, you don’t need a bag to carry them, and I have a bank full of them. I will keep accepting my situation and make plans for great moments in my future.

Love who you are today. Tomorrow is not guaranteed.

FknBucky

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Oct

Leash or no Leash…

By Bucktown Leave a Comment

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Tags: Body, boring, dog, easy, fail, friend, Fun, happy, Hard, human, Leash, lose, overcome, point, read, run, sad, smart, think, tire, try, walk, Win

Every blog I write from now until someone is convicted of murdering our brother Ryan Cooper will have this message at the top. Please contact the police if you saw or heard anything. There is a reward now, not that should make a difference, but to some it does. Have no fear of someone trying to keep you quiet as an army of Busch Light brothers are more than willing to protect you from some low life piece of shit murderer. Justice for Coop.

Monday night. Sometimes I watch the game, but no interest tonight. I’m actually just tired. I had a ton of things going on over the weekend so there was no down time. I go back and forth. I’m so busy blah blah, but when I take time to do nothing I feel bored and restless.. I assume many of you are the same way. As I lay in bed throwing that darn pink ball every three minutes I realize after all I’ve been thru in life, I am a ball thrower for my leader. I wish she could talk for a day to tell me exactly what she is thinking. Probably better she can’t. I used to tell people if Murphy could talk I would muzzle her. She knew where the bodies are buried.

Annabel is around 18 months now. She is a great friend and very smart. I enjoy getting to teach her things and see her do more and more. I don’t have kids so I guess this is what I have. I almost never use a leash anymore with her. She doesn’t need it. She knows not to go out into a street until I say okay. She will run ahead of me, but always waits right on the curb. It didn’t happen overnight and took a lot of work and patience. Every single time we would cross a road I make her sit down over time it sinks in that there is a danger and she does it without me telling her. There is a bunch of things like this I can list out, but maybe another day. I have a point I want to get to.

So tonight while playing frisbee with her I was thinking about the no leash thing. I’m sure I’m breaking a couple laws in Charlotte, but I make a point to break a few laws everyday just to make me feel young again. Annie is a different dog when I put the leash on her. It is like she becomes this dumbass dog that just wants to make me insane. Part of me thinks she does this to make me want to take the leash off. I don’t blame her as I’d hate to have one too. Leashes for people. Sounds crazy, but does it?? When Annabel is off the leash she has some skin in the game. She makes a mistake and wham the consequence could be death. I know this game. 20 years ago I made the mistake of getting on a motorcycle. Still paying for that one. Consequences are hard.

When she is free she gets to run fast, sniff what ever she wants, jump around, and be a fun happy dog. It does come at a price as she is now responsible for her own well being. I can watch her and scream if she is about to get on a motorcycle, but at the end of the day she has the power. Now she can give up that chance of death and being hurt by allowing me to control her. I can put her on a leash and she can never get more than 5’ from me. No danger, but no running ahead. No sniffing outside of the 5’ mark. We all have choices to make in life and even small choices can have long lasting consequences.

We tell people that we will take care of them. We will give you low rent housing. We will give you food money. We will teach your children what we want them to learn. You can have all of this, but you have to stay within the 5’ mark. Don’t go over there. There have been so many generations now that only know the leash. They have never smelled the air without the musty stench of the leash 3” away from their nose. They have never had the chance to try something, fail, try again, fail, try again, fail, try again, and fucking NAIL it. That is a feeling EVERYONE on Earth needs to have at least once. It is more addicting than any drug you can shoot up. They have no idea where to start because it is completely foreign to them.

Now before you go freaking out that I am a monster that doesn’t want to help people. First – I do more charity work, donate my time and money than anyone else I know. That is just a simple fact. Feel free to do more than me. I would welcome that with open arms. I don’t do it to be number 1, I do it because it needs to be done. It is that simple. Secondly there is no action in the world that happens without consequence. Ever. There is always something that comes from something else. I’m using small words because I think you are stupid. haha. When you give someone everything you think they need to survive, you take away that desire to be off leash. Not right away, but over time day in and day out, the drive to see what it is like to run ahead kind of disappears in a sad poof of nothing.

When you have kids that grow up watching you be on the leash your whole life, what do they learn?? Stay on the leash and don’t bite the hand. There is no self confidence in that leash. There is no brighter future in that leash. Just a simple existence that is neither dangerous or remarkable. It is just there.

This is how my brain works. I see things like this and then I wonder about them for a while until I move on to a new thing to ponder. Where do you want to be?? Off leash? On the leash and know about the free life, but choose the leash?? Or on that leash without the knowledge or even a taste of what the other side is. Sadly I think we have a massive growth in this category. People so checked out that they don’t even know what they are missing. They fail once, Mommy comes to dry the tears, and together they vow to never try something hard again.

Every single day you wake up you get to make the choice. Leash or no leash.

FknBucky

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Jan

Murph-Dog and the flight attendant

By Bucktown 1 Comment

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Tags: act, Air, aisle, Arizona, attendant, Bam, chair, cp, dog, flight, friend, Fun, furry, kind, Lil Xan, love, Margera, model, plane, random, road, service, stars, story, struggle, Sunday, water, wheelchair

I think my legs read my last blog. 4:05 this AM. Oh well I got that off my chest so no need to go backwards. I do however think the last week of writing has been pretty deep into my world. On this cold and wet Sunday morning I wanted to share something of a fun story with you. I miss my friend Murphy all the time. I struggle to call her a dog simply because she was so much to me than a dog. Not everyone can understand what I mean, but once you have a bond with a furry friend like I did you finally get it. I used to tease my friend Brian A LOT about his dog Jazzy, but later once I had Murphy in my life I understood and probably should have apologized. I called him stupid and threw a beer can at his head instead. He got the message. That flying 12 oz missile was full of I’m sorry and love.

I now have Annabel, but Murphy was the friend that changed my heart when it came to these awesome buddies. She deserves all the credit in the world. Okay I have to get to a point here or you’ll be on YouTube watching Lil Xan videos wondering where you went wrong in life. How is that little troll famous?? I had no idea who he was until Bam Margera (I follow on IG cause the dude is a fucking trainwreck) posted a photo with him yesterday. Just watching 30 seconds of one video made me dumber. I will make this promise to the human race, if I am ever close enough to this weird little dipshit I will kill him. It is the least I can do. Still not on topic.

I wanted to share a fun Murphy story with you all today just because they make me smile and that is point of Sundays. To reflect on the week now behind us accepting what happened, recognizing the lessons we needed to learn, and to get ready for the kick ass week we are about to start. A clean slate all for you. It hasn’t been written yet and you can do whatever you want starting right now. Make good choices, LOOK for ways to help others, and most importantly do something kind for a stranger every day expecting nothing in return. If you don’t currently do this you are missing out on the easiest life changing experiences. Just do it.

There are two stories I am thinking of and I’m deciding on the airplane story although the story about the young lady with CP is quite possibly the cutest thing I’ve ever had happen to me unless you consider star gazing in Arizona with world famous models a cute thing. When you see me in person please ask about the young lady with CP and Murphy story so I can do it justice. You can ask me about the stars in AZ, but most likely you won’t get to hear that story. That one is just for me.

I was flying somewhere with Murphy again. My old job in Cali required me to fly A LOT. Sometimes multiple trips in the same week and with Murphy coming along 100% of the time she learned airports and airplanes very well. She knew the drill. I was amazed at how she knew when the big suitcase came out we were going on a trip so she would not drink a lot of water because she understood there wasn’t potty breaks on the plane. She would CHUG water once we got the hotel, but prior to that she would barely touch water usually just taking a sip to wet the whistle until she knew there was access to potty time. I was almost always in awe at how many things she learned on her own.

I am usually the first person or last onto the airplane. I go down early so I can get into the aisle chair, make it down to my row, and then scoot over to the window without 150 people staring at me. I was the first one on for this particular trip, by this time Murphy had literally taken/been on hundreds of flights, and understood the process better than most humans. As I’m being strapped into the aisle chair I asked a flight attendant to take my backpack to my seat. For the sake of this blog we will say my seat was 11A. This meant my seat was row 11 seat A which is the window seat on the right side of the airplane. The flight attendant did exactly this. Once he left with the backpack another flight attendant showed up to see if she could help in anyway.

I am still holding Murphy‘s leash at this point, but decided to let go of it so that the guys can load me up onto the plane. When I let go of the leash I say to Murphy “Seat 11A” which prompts her to run onto the plane. She runs down the aisle until she sees my backpack (2nd flight attendant never saw the backpack) and then jumps into the row 11 seats on the seat A side. The look on the flight attendants face was priceless as she looked at me and said “Your service dog knows how to read??”

I said “Of course she knows how to read.” If you know me at all, you know I said that with a very straight face and loved it. She was so amazed the entire flight and I never told her differently. I think about this sometimes and wonder if she is still out there telling people how this guys service dog knew how to read. I prefer to think she is simply because it makes it that much more awesome. I love fucking with people and this one is right up there.

Do something kind for a stranger expecting nothing in return.

FknBucky

Jul

From Target with Love

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Categories: learning and Uncategorized
Tags: balls, boys, charlotte, Fun, funny, lady, laugh, Life, nephew, punch, service dog, store, stories, target, uncle, we all been there

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Let me be the first to say that my sister has done an amazing job with her two boys. I absolutely loved having them come visit. That goes for all of my nieces and nephews. Very proud of all 137 of them. Or something like that. You would think my brothers and sisters would find a new hobby…

I told you the other day I would relay a couple of fun stories that happened while the nephews were here in the QC. This would be one of those, at least I find it funny so I hope it gives you a smile today as well.

The boys and I had to swing by our local Target store to pick up some ping pong balls. I mean what is a trip to visit Uncle Bucky without learning the art of beer pong?? Don’t worry I made sure no one was looking when they did the drinking. I’m not an idiot. We walk into Target and I needed to use the gender-neutral restroom. No one will ever know what I’m packing…. The boys stay outside with Murphy (my service dog) and hang out.

I come out of the restroom and an eloquently dressed lady looks at me and says, “Those are two fine young men you have there.”

I said, “Thank you”

Now we walk into the store area and need to cross in front of all the registers. You know where the most people are gathered and I would certainly estimate at least 30 of them including our new nicely dressed friend. I’m in front of the boys and rolling along nicely with Murphy still thinking “hmm they really are good kids” when I hear it. The younger one lets out a grunt that only men can distinguish immediately. I stop and turn around already knowing what I’m going to see.

There is bean boy on his knees holding his God given bean bag with a red face going “Ugggg.” Next to him is his brother with that look on his face. You know the one you make at 2:30 AM when you pop out of your blackout and everyone is staring at you. Okay maybe you don’t know, but it is a “what I’d do face times 1,000”! He doesn’t get the blackout excuse yet though because we hadn’t even started beer pong!

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My immediate reaction was WHY?? Thru gritted teeth I’m expressing my extreme appreciation of the situation with selected words and of course the eyes that say all. Everyone is staring and my two fine boys are now a couple of ball punchers. Only took a matter of seconds to change that around. While on the floor as I’m letting blackout boy know he is going to die later, bean boy looks up and says “It’s okay Uncle Bucky. He owed me!”

Time and place boys. Time and place.

I’m sure those of you that have young boys have similar stories. Just had to share this one. Remember sometimes the punch in the nads you receive is simply payback.

Enjoy your day.

FknBucky

Jul

Eat Your Beans

By Bucktown 2 Comments

Categories: learning and Uncategorized
Tags: advice, bean, board, bucky, charlotte, eat, Fun, kayak, learn, lesson, Life, man, nephew, overcome, paddle, succeed, tough, water, woman, zip

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I recently had the pleasure of hosting my two nephews (10 & 13) for a little over a week here in the QC. We had an amazing time with lots of laughs and in the future, I’ll share some of them with you. We did all kinds of things including kayaking, paddle boarding, whitewater rafting, zip lining, drinking beer (that one was me), and just living. We also went to visit some very good friends of mine that cooked up a barbeque with ribs, homemade mac and cheese, and of course some beans.

My youngest nephew was having the time of his life until he saw those beans. It was like someone told him that Hillary actually won. Ha ha. This isn’t political, I’m just having fun with you. He dreaded those beans with true fear on his face. I pride myself on being the cool uncle and play that role incredibly well if I may say so. With that being said, it would have been very easy for me to say don’t worry about, you don’t have to eat those. Why fight it?? SO much simpler and I get to be COOL.

I like being a prick though so I made him eat some beans. It was comical. They were pork and beans and he ate HALF a bean at a time. Gagged and chugged water afterwards. I was dying inside. I’ve never seen anything so funny. I almost gave him another scoop just to keep the party going. 4 hours later (slight exaggeration) he finally finished his beans and we said thank you and goodbye.

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While we drove back to Charlotte a real conversation about life sparked up and I make a point to always be honest with the boys. I told my nephew that I didn’t care if he ate the beans for dinner as it had nothing to do with that. He asked “Why make me do it then?”

I told him “Because you’re a man in training, and as men we have to do things we don’t want to do all the time.”

Some of you get it and others think that he is only 10. Let him be a kid. Here is my answer to that. He is a kid while swimming, playing, hanging with his buddies, and all the rest of the day. If the adults in his life don’t teach him that sometimes you HAVE to do things you really don’t want to, how is he going to be a functioning adult. God willing he will grow up to be an adult, but that doesn’t make him ready for the world.

If you don’t learn to overcome LITTLE things in life, how are you going to react when the world throws real problems at you?? I’ve had my fair share of challenges in life same as you. Everyone has setbacks, beat downs, and sometimes life just kicks you for no reason, but it is how you react to those moments that make you the person you are. Now at 38 years old I smile and ask for a bigger spoon!

I’m glad people cared enough about me when I was young to make me “eat my beans.” I don’t pretend I know anything about being a parent. I just know what it takes to overcome and that advice is good for anyone. You don’t pick up a football for the first time at 26 and then go win the Superbowl right?? Those guys start at age 6 now and train for decades to make it. Shouldn’t we expect EVERYONE to be training every day to be ready for what life might throw at you.

Life is going to come at you that is inevitable. Rich, poor, black, white, boy, or girl we all know that it will hit the fan eventually. You can sit and wait for someone to “say it’s okay someone else will solve your problem.”

Or you can smile, grab a spoon, and EAT YOUR BEANS.

FknBucky

Jan

Cruising…..

By Bucktown 2 Comments

Categories: Uncategorized
Tags: Bahamas, Carnival, Carnival Cruise, Cozumel, Cruise, drinking, friends, Fun, good time, Jamaica, Miami, rolling, wheelchair

You can’t see me in the picture because I’m standing on the ledge taking the photo.

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Been a while since I’ve written something for this blog, but I told myself I would be more motivated for 2017. Something nice about the freshness of a new year, a new city, and new opportunities that says get out, put yourself out there, and make changes in yourself or this year will be the exact same as the last. You can’t control others around you so do yourself a huge favor and only concentrate on what you can control. Yourself. Want to make more money read a book. Want more friends?? Be a good one to the ones you already have. Pretty simple, but if you have plenty then do this year exactly as last. You will get the same result.

I recently went outside of my comfort zone and wanted to share parts of that with you. Kind like a tribute to the awesome individuals I was lucky enough to share the experience with. Ha ha. We all know that isn’t true. They were lucky to share it with Bucky. It went exactly as planned with no craziness at all. Right…. Stress is for others because I have learned time and time again shit will always happen.

First I fly out to Miami to meet up with some old friends and some new old friends. I did not fly into Fort Lauderdale, but some of our people did and only missed that crazy bastard by about 20 minutes. I will never understand the mindset of someone that wants to hurt random people. I truly hope there is a hell so these individuals can go there. I met lots of people on the ship with stories of being stuck on airplanes for hours, stuck without their luggage, and all kinds of craziness. Made me sad to think this was an intentional act.

We had a great night in Miami regardless and I love South Beach. Mainly because the women were so covered up. The reality show filming at the bar we took over was a great memory as well. No way our group wasn’t getting on TV. I loved every second of it. Totally worth the punishment.

We get on the ship without to much problems unless you count the worst Uber driver in history that waited at a red light behind a parked car with no one in it for 5 minutes. I tried to explain to him the damn car was parked, but he didn’t speak English. Not even when I yelled “It’s parked” really loud.

He smiled and said “It’s good” over and over.

It was awesome. A 3 minute Uber drive took 20. Those of you that know me well understand I was very patient and happy to wait with him. Okay on the ship and cocktails start flowing. Wheelchair, drunk friends, and massive ship….. What can go wrong?? Only one answer. Who cares.

I was happy to be a part of the group and involved. Laughing, experiencing, and to me this is what the purpose of life is. Getting out and seeing what the world has to offer. Being around people that don’t always think exactly as you do. I thought of at least one hundred reasons since July of why I couldn’t go on this cruise, but in the end I only needed one to make sure I did go. I wanted to be a part of this experience. The rest is just details.

15965064_10155084881186337_8764302563750283592_n 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 was semi right. I made it in, but with lots of help and some learning along the way. I ended up laying on another man who I’m pretty sure felt me up in the process. I told him he had to pay for it like everyone else, we had a good laugh, and then I was in the van. Once again it would have been very easy to skip the adventure because of an obstacle. How many good times do you miss because of some tiny problem??? Here is a bigger point. I crawled, was lifted, and felt up into 4 van rides over the next 3 days. The first one was anything but pretty. The second one was slightly better. We kept doing it until it was easy. We had a plan and what was seemingly impossible two days earlier went like clockwork. What I mean is stop being a pansy.

15972541_10154656155416928_3222943602722743518_o 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!!!!

FknBucky

P.S. It was truly a pleasure to meet all of you that were along for Marge’s B-Day Cruise. I hope that we all stay friends for a lifetime.

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