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25
Nov
21

45 Seconds

By Bucktown Leave a Comment
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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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Please take a moment to thank the volunteer Firemen/Firewomen and the volunteer Ambulance folks. They see things no one should have to witness and give their time to take care of others.

18
Nov
21

Choose Wisely

By Bucktown 1 Comment
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Justice for Ryan Cooper. We will not stop asking questions until they are answered. I am 2,000 miles away, but I still keep an line of communication with friends in Traer. They are as passionate and pissed off today as they were the day this happened. You can’t hide forever and the truth will come out.

I am what I would consider well traveled. I have barely scratched the surface on how much I want to travel as I would love to never spend a day in the same place. I thrive in this situation. Multiple times in my life I’ve gone on road trips across the USA without a plan. I would drive until dark, find a hotel, and then crash for the night. In the morning I would go to breakfast and ask locals what was cool around there to go see. A kind conversation with a local will always yield some great advice on what to go see. This is what we would do. Spend the day checking out the natural beauty of this world in a town I’ve never heard of and will most likely never return to. Once done we would drive a few hours until dark and repeat the same process. Here is a HUGE sentence so pay attention: ”You are not that busy, life is not that crazy, and whatever you are stressed out about is not impossible.”

For unknown reasons humans tend to build these imaginary walls around them and then complain they can’t get out of the box. You built the walls. You only have to decide to knock them down. Once again I say to you ”It is that simple.” STOP wasting time and days on things that don’t matter. You don’t get it Bucky, my problems are way harder than everyone else’s. To that I say Bullshit!! I can’t pay rent, Bucky. So what is stressing out about it solving?? Nothing. Get a part time job. Cancel cable. Stop stressing and start doing. Okay I’m getting off topic here. Doesn’t make it mean less though. Print this paragraph and staple it to your forehead.

My point today is don’t waste precious time. We don’t know when this amazing journey called life is going to end. I live in an apartment building close to Uptown Charlotte. It is nice enough, rent is fair, and over the last 6 years I’ve had a good number of next door neighbors that I talk to when I see them. My current neighbor is Chris. The day he moved in I was stealing his power. I had a power chair that needed charging in the back of my van. Instead of dragging it out, I used an extension cord, and plugged it in to his patio outlet. In my defense that apartment had been empty over a month so…. I came outside to see my cord unplugged and thrown back over the wall towards my van. My first thought was okay somebody moved in. I knocked on his door and apologized for stealing power. We talked, he explained he didn’t know what to do so he just unplugged it, and then gave me permission to use it anytime I needed.

His name is Chris and he died a couple days ago. He jogged daily and had a beautiful white mutt that he would take with him. Always a kind word and we would chat for a couple moments when we ran into each other in the hallway. Chris was only 26 years old. He was running a marathon which was a hobby of his, and collapsed near the finish line dead. I’m told his mother and step-father were at the finish line of the marathon and witnessed him collapsing. There was absolutely nothing anyone could do. He was just gone in an instant without warning. I can’t think of a more unfair situation. It doesn’t matter how much money you have, how many cool toys you have, or how long your bucket list is because when your ticket is punched, that is the end.

Chris’s death has to be insanely hard on his family, but I hope you, me, and everyone can use this tragedy to remind ourselves to stop waiting for the right time to start living. You have to start today. Right now. No more excuses. Writing is my passion. I love doing it and hope one day I will be good enough to make a living doing it. If you want to help that dream come true please give me 5 stars, sign up to have my blogs emailed to you when I publish one, share it with other people you know, and make comments below.

I didn’t know Chris super well, but I guarantee you that I’ll never forget him. I will use his story to fuel my drive and my relentless pursuit to make my dreams come true. To come full circle and tie in the beginning of this blog with the end I will tell you this. Traveling as I have, talking to people like I do, and just enjoying new people I am bound to know more tragedy. Learning wisdom from other peoples lives is a tool for a more enjoyable life, but you have to be willing to accept the message. Chris died at 26 doing everything right. If his story doesn’t light a fire in you I have no idea what will. You have complete control in your life. Make decisions your 80 year old self will be happy about. No ones turns 80 and thinks ”Man I should have wasted more time stressing over dumb crap.”

I don’t have pictures of Chris so I added one of Annabel. RIP neighbor. A true tragedy.

Learn to enjoy your day instead of constantly bitching about the long line at Walmart, the President, your kids, the neighbor with a loud car, or whatever else gets your panties bunched up. Life is either awesome or sucks. You get to decide. Choose wisely.

FknBucky

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12
Apr
21

RIP DMX

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Hello blog readers! It is Monday. Fresh start. We will get to an amazing dog story here, but first I’d like to take a moment to remember DMX. I actually met him while in LA a little over 10 years ago. I drove up to Hollywood to try out for last comic standing. I was kicked out because I can’t stand. That is not even kinda true, but in this believe everything world go ahead and run with that. Ha. It rained HARD the entire drive up from San Diego which is obviously not the norm for Southern CA. I was on the elevator and noticed a couple walking towards the elevator. I didn’t see who it was until he and his woman were in the elevator. I had just held the elevator for DMX. Mind you this was when he was very famous.

I talked about the stupid rain and a couple other brief things that had nothing to do with him being DMX. We got to their floor and off they went with me wishing them a good night. I thought it was a cool thing and was looking forward to telling my friends about it. The next morning I went down to the lobby and there was DMX with about 4-5 other people. He was trying to fly one of those cheap remote control helicopters that were popular at that time. I’m not into bothering people just to say I did so I let him be. To my surprise he actually came up to me and introduced himself as X.

He was just a cool guy. We talked for about 10 minutes while I waited for my car to come up. My car never came. Turns out it had a flat tire in the parking garage. That was a bummer. You know I forgot about the flat tire part of that trip. Oh well it happens. I pride myself on being able to read people when I meet them. I can usually tell if I’m going to like someone within a few moments. I’m not as good as women when it comes to this as they know within 4.87 seconds if they will sleep with a guy upon meeting him. That whole first impression thing. Anyway I found DMX to be genuine and I thought it was pretty cool for him to leave his people behind to come talk with me for a few minutes. I honestly don’t remember what we talked about mainly because it didn’t matter. We were just a couple of guys bullshitting about anything and everything.

He left in a hurry though when I asked to borrow money. Okay that didn’t happen. We are still in Dog Week so I gotta bring this full circle yet. I did some reading about X the last couple days and turns out he had a tough time growing up. His real father was nonexistent and his Moms taste in men was simply put “Crap”. These men she brought into their lives were not good men. Each one treating DMX worst than the one prior. Turns out he spent a lot of time in the streets of New York. When he was young the Yonkers part of NYC was not a nice place to be. For a teenager to be out in those streets night after night had to be extremely hard.

It is said that he would befriend stray dogs finding food in dumpsters to give the dogs. Their loyalty and friendship was never in question. He was right. A lot of people find salvation in animals. They don’t judge, they don’t worry about bad decisions in your past, and they just want to make you happy. It is so genuine that anyone that could hurt them in anyway has no heart and is most certainly evil. I don’t know if you can come back from that. Michael Vick was a flipping psycho and the things he was found to be guilty of made my stomach turn. I hope for his soul he really did change inside.

I didn’t “know” DMX. I did meet him and have a 10 minute conversation with the guy. I liked him, but I tend to like everyone until you give me a reason to not like you. I look for the good in others. Everyone I meet I just assume they are one friend away from being great. I could be that friend. Think about that. You could too. All you have to do is say hello. Remind people that they are not alone on this life journey. It means more to people than you know. Ever had a complete stranger improve your day. I have and I look for opportunities everyday to do that for others. Get ready to have your mind blown!

Dogs do that naturally. It is in their DNA. They will run up to a stranger and beg to be petted. Ever seen a sad person petting a dog?? Nope it is an instant smile machine. I have a feeling that is what teenage DMX found in these stray dogs. We came up a step from yesterday. You don’t have to sniff a butt to be dog like, you simply have to find a way to make a stranger smile. Be that one friend that gets them over the hump. You’ll surprise yourself at how great you can be even when you’re not getting credit for it.

Be kind to each other, be kind to animals, and find ways to make the world smile. That is the secret formula to a fulfilling life.

FknBucky

***Some articles talked about DMX being involved in Dog Fights. I truly hope this was not the case. I didn’t see anything that was actual proof and in America you are innocent until proven guilty.***

11
Apr
21

Barry to the rescue!!

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It is 3:52 AM right now and my leg spasms have decided I’ve had enough rest for Saturday night/Sunday morning. Frustrating, but it is what it is. I am really excited about researching for my “dog week” blog. A small bit of advice don’t google “Amazing bitch stories” when looking for heart warming female dog stories. I think I need to put some parental controls on my IPad. I also want to add that I’m very concerned about the human race. Some weird people out there. Dang. You ever want to feel good about yourself just google some stuff. I guess if it makes you happy and you’re not hurting anyone else knock yourself out, but this is America and I’m still free to make a weird face and say “That is screwed up”.

Character. It is everything. Who are you when no one is looking??? Do you tell the stranger at Walmart they just dropped $100 or do you pocket it??? Do you let the guy holding 3 items go in front of you in the check out line at the grocery store?? Do you give the homeless person at the stoplight food when you have some??? Nobody is there to say “good job” and you’re so kind. No gold star as my niece would say. She is so cute. I don’t remember what she did, but it was nice of her and she asked where was her “gold star”? I handed her a make believe star, she took it from me, and proudly stamped it on her chest. Kids are so awesome. I truly hope you take the time to get to know the ones in your life. Yeah even your own. Those overtime hours come at a price.

Dogs simply have character at birth. It is the greatest thing to have a dog love you. One it is easy to do as you only have to feed them, run them, and pet them once in a while. As humans we are so flawed. Can you imagine if the people in your life acted like dogs??? I mean you will have to sniff some butts, but a tennis ball becomes the only thing you need to have a perfect life. To this I say “show me the butts” that I am going to have to sniff. I gotta be honest it isn’t a deal breaker for me.

I read a story about a Saint Bernard named Barry that lived with monks in a monastery between Switzerland and Italy. I had to double check as I drove from Switzerland to Italy a few years back, but Mix and I didn’t take this path. Greatest road trip of my life. That is another blog though. This blog is all about Barry the super dog. The original Barry was a rescue dog in the early 1800’s. These amazing furry friends were trained to go out in pairs to find humans that lost their way in the snowy craziness. One of the dogs would stay with the lost human to keep them warm while the other ran back to get the human rescue team.

Our new best friend Barry is credited with saving 40 people over a span of 12 years. What have you done lately?? Thought so. Be better. The most famous rescue accredited to Barry was a small child that had gotten lost. A very tragic loss as the monks had children burgers on the menu that night. The child must be found was the chant those hungry monks would yell. I have no evidence of this, but the Main Stream Media (MSM) will run the story. The headline is ”Children eating monks have direct ties with the Trump family”. Okay no more cheap shots. Back to Barry.

Our super dog actually let the kid climb onto his (Barry was born a boy, but later in life identified as a non-binary evergreen tree) back as Barry crawled out of the dangerous situation. The rescue team was unable to get to the main course (dinner) so the only way out was carrying the kid to safety. We so don’t deserve dogs. They are born with character. They do the right thing simply because it is the right thing to do. What a noble concept.

Barry the rescue dog was so loved that a tradition was started of always having a dog named Barry on the team. I’m annoyed as I wrote the ending to this and was 2 seconds from publishing, but now I have to do it again. It didn’t SAVE. Problem is I don’t remember what I wrote. Something about dogs are awesome and humans are dirtbags. Well not all of them cause if you read my blog you are no longer a dirtbag. Or dumb. See you don’t need a four year degree! Just read the wisdom (crap) I write daily and you will be way smarter than your college educated friends.

This is dog week on my blog. It is like shark week, but with dogs. So be kind to a dog today. Take him/her/evergreen tree for an extra walk or throw an extra treat at them. Dogs are innocent, kind, and make life better. If you hurt them you are a special kind of awful and I can only hope that sooner or later you will face the consequences.

Be kind to each other, sniff a butt or two, and let a tennis ball make you happy.

FknBucky

08
Apr
21

Hate Soup. I’ll have two bowls please!!

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I took some time off from writing after the 1st. That day is always an odd one for me. I always tell myself that it is just a day like all the rest, but our minds pile on all this needless BS when it comes to dates for this and that. Days are days, and just because it sucked one time does not mean it will suck every year. Yet I allow myself to get sucked into the web of pointless feelings. I try very hard to not stress over things I can not change. Try as I will it still happens. Kind of like how so many of us try to stay young forever and never die. None of us will cheat death in the end. We all pay the piper, but our actions and attitude until then create how we will be remembered.

Okay we all die, now on to the point today. It is weird that I have to consciously force myself to not watch the news. It is crap. They all have an agenda and feeding you what you want to hear regardless of truth or fact seems to be the recipe for success these companies have bought into. I have unplugged and I hope you learn to as well. The division I see on the TV is complete insanity. I get along with everyone I meet in real life, but the TV tells me I should hate this group and that group. I say Fuck you TV. I pick who I hate. Let’s see if you’ve been paying attention. Number 1 on my hate list?? The son of a gun that invented Voicemail. I will gladly sign up for time travel to go back in time and kill this person. Yep that is how much I hate VM.

Number 2 on my list is a new hatred of mine. It has always been there, but I didn’t recognize it until recently. What do you think or who do you think it is??? That little green Geico lizard. He needs to die. For the good of mankind. Now that we are here it is quite fitting the car insurance business is #2 (get it??) and we should kill them all. These bloodsuckers have pushed to far. I’m supposed to watch countless commercials on TV, hear them on the radio, read billboard signs while driving, and who knows what else telling me how much I can save?? Bullcrap. All that advertising is stupid expensive along with all the celebrities you have on those commercials to tell me to trust the General. Eff off Shaq. Your big ass can’t make a free throw, but somehow I’m supposed to trust a cartoon military guy with my car insurance because you say so??? Nope. Car insurance companies are black hearted pieces of poop.

Feels good to hate doesn’t it?? Makes you feel powerful when you give into the dark side. Forgiveness?? Not in this lifetime. I’m going to carry my hate around like a club ready to smash anyone in the face that doesn’t hate with me. My hate is for good you see so I’m morally obligated to whip my hate out and hit people with it. That is how we create good in the world. Hmmmm. Sounds kinda dumb when you say it like. Shut up Bucky, my hate is accepted by Twitter. Good for you. You’ve just proved to me you’re an idiot. And an asshole, but mostly an idiot.

Who is going to be number 3?? So many choices, but this next one could be number one someday. They show no signs of slowing down or have they already slowed down??? Yep. I’m talking about you left lane driver!! OOooo I hate you so much. What the heck happened to you?? What kind of insane abuse did you take as a kid to become this person?? When I’m using my time machine to kill Voicemail guy, I will go back into time (for free) and murder your ancestors simply so the DNA string you are a part of no longer exists. Yeah that is what the 47 drivers behind you are thinking as you camp out in the left lane doing 66 mph in a 65 speed limit zone. Thankfully the idiot in the right lane is doing 65.5 mph so technically you are passing him in about 17 minutes while the 47 other drivers want to go 93 mph. Great job enforcing the law loser. Man I hate you. So much. If hate was a soup, I would eat two bowls with a really big spoon just for you.

Alright. Having some fun with hate today. It can be funny to hate things that can’t hate back. When you make that decision to “hate” someone that can hate back you have to be prepared for the escalation that will most certainly occur. No one wants to be hated and the natural reaction is to hate back twice as hard. Here is something you’re going to hate. It doesn’t matter if you hate AOC, Nancy Pelosi, or Donald Trump. If you do hate any of those people you are all in a group together. You are the haters. Hate is hate. Once you allow that into your heart it doesn’t make a difference who you hate. That hate will grow, expand, and start to take over other feelings like compassion, understanding, and just being rational. Don’t fall for it. Anyone or anything that tells you or encourages you to hate something NEVER has your best interest at heart. No. They want to use you to get something they want regardless of the toll it will take on you. You don’t matter as a person to them. They need your hate to fuel their agenda. These types of people will use you up, never even know your name, and throw you out for a younger more energetic model every time.

So don’t give in to them. Choose to be kind. It is our most powerful weapon against this current hate filled atmosphere. I will not participate in the outrage/hate game. Remember most of the time the loudest “Victim” is often the worst perpetrator. I’m reminded of a murder case in San Diego. A young blond girl was killed on the 15 freeway area. A state trooper was on the local news telling young women how to be more cautious because of the threat driving alone at night created. 3 months later they found out he was the bastard that killed her. Here is the link to that info.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_of_Cara_Knott

I have had several people tell me this blog helped them set anger/hate aside at some situation in life allowing them to choose kindness instead. To me that is a win. I always think of a world where people think about others before themselves. It isn’t impossible. All you have to do is join me. One person at a time we will change the world we live in.

I appreciate you all. Be Kind. Be informed. Be yourself.

FknBucky

P.S. FknBucky shirts are taking shape. I have picked the style of shirt and will ok the font/wording tomorrow. Exciting.

24
Mar
21

Stupid Kids

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Wednesday. Hump Day. Those darn car insurance mafia people have ruined hump day for me as well. I always think about that camel walking thru the office. I will gladly lead the rebellion when it is time that we all stand together against this common enemy. White, black, yellow, green, smart, stupid, guy, girl, oak tree, slutty people, not slutty people, tall people, short people, kind, mean, in between, and pretty much ANYONE on Earth except for the gingers. I do not want those soul stealing psychos on my revolution team. Dang it. I’ll take them only to keep them off Team Car Insurance and we get to put them in Joe Biden’s children cages until combat day. Oh come on, it is just one little dig on ya…. Funny the fake outrage people aren’t clamoring for TV time now. Tell me again how they aren’t manipulating assholes. Don’t fall for it. Damn I totally forgot what my point was today. I started writing planning to get around to something, but I can’t for the life of me remember what the hell it was right now. I blame a Ginger. One of you got to me!! ***I make fun of Gingers because it is funny and they have no souls***. Just in case you wondered.

Oh yeah now I got it. I have one of my nephews staying with me this week. Many of you that follow this blog know how much I enjoy being an Uncle and I take that role seriously. Read the “Eat Your Beans” blog as it is always a good one. Young men need to be taught and guided on how to be a man. Looking people in the eye when you shake their hand, speak with a purpose, think thru your actions before you start doing anything, and most importantly you get respect when you give it. Be kind, pay attention, and never let people treat you poorly regardless of the circumstance. Make good choices and realize that sometimes the right choice is the one that benefits you personally the least. The ME ME ME attitude that is so prevalent in this world is a social cancer. People need to learn the more you do for others the better your life will be, but this takes time and the instant gratification crew have no patience for that.

Having good character is more important long term than the instant feel good now things that puts other peoples feelings and needs second to yours. To have a fulfilling life you have to build a solid foundation of doing right by others everyday regardless of what is in it for you. Class is not only in session on the weekends, evenings, or when it is convenient for you. Nope. It is 24/7. Every hour of every day is the time to show young people what it is to be a person of substance. You don’t teach by lecturing when it comes to these lessons, you teach by doing. You want the young people in your life to be good humans then actively pursue being good yourself. They will follow and are soaking up everything you do like a sponge. Make sure they are soaking up the right stuff because that’s all you put out.

School can only do so much and truthfully if you are leaving the character of the young people in your life to be molded by public school then you‘ve already failed. I talk with my nephews like they are men simply because one day God willing they will be. When they do something dumb I point it out. Not to be mean, but the complete opposite. I want them to learn and do better. There are a lot of dumbass people on this planet simply because no one loved them enough to call out their BS early on. Teenagers are supposed to be stupid. It is what they are. It is up to grown folks to remind them constantly with the goal of beating every little bit of self confidence out of them. Ha. Obviously not true. Don’t just point out the mistake, take a moment to explain why certain words or actions are not the right way, and then show (not tell) them the correct path. Show them how to be better and how great life is when you put others ahead of yourself.

Kids pick up on things so let them learn by experience. Let them see the difference of walking into a room and not saying a word to the other people in that room vs walking into said room, introducing themselves to each person, looking them in the eye and shaking hands. I’m not a parent, but I will say this, when I take my nephews with me while working I get so many compliments on them for the simple thing of them introducing themselves correctly. That in itself must mean they‘re doing something right. It is never to early to start these life lessons. Simply ask yourself this question “Do I love the young people in my life enough to show them how to become a person of character or is it too much work??”

It doesn’t matter what task you do with kids it only matters you spend time with them. I can teach the same message while throwing a football in the backyard as I can baking an apple pie. None of these things are rocket science. Finish what you start. Don’t do things half assed. Be proud of your work and when you do something do it the best you can. No one is going to make fun of a boy that baked a pie if that pie is stupid awesome tasting. They will make fun of you playing catch if you miss the ball and it hits you in the face. At least I would.

Enjoy your life, lead by example, and simply find ways to be kind to others.

FknBucky

23
Mar
21

Pick Your Lane (Mine has Pie)

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I’ve been MIA for a couple weeks. I had to take a step back as the world of negativity was creeping into my life. Thank goodness all I have to do is turn the channel, not visit news websites, and simply let it go. Not always easy to do, but at the end of the day it is that simple. Once this COVID thing started being a ginormous pain in the butt I started to cook/bake things simply to see if I could do it. I love to challenge myself by doing things I’ve never done before. The first item was an apple pie from scratch. I love apple pie so it just made sense. I learned to make pie dough from scratch which is way easier than I thought it would be. Time consuming, but easy. Then I found a recipe online I liked and went after it. I did burn my mouth licking the whisk which I managed to record and then put on FB. Hey if you can’t laugh at yourself, you’re doing life completely wrong. I believe the link below will take you to Bucky burn land. You’re sick in the head if you want to see me in pain!! Haha

https://share.icloud.com/photos/0ngpkL8zNKAhKvZD5_cvVU4kw

Once I knew how to make pie dough I realized I can use it to make my own chicken pot pies. I bought the mini pie pans and boom this turned out super well also. I always chop up fresh veggies like carrots, onions, and celery to put in whatever I’m making. I have the time and it just makes everything taste better. Here I am now an Apple pie champ, mini pot pies in my freezer ready to go anytime, and I need a new project. A neighbor girl mentioned she likes cheesecake. Hmmm I like cheesecake too, so here we go. Find recipe…

My first attempt was blueberry cheesecake. When I was getting ready to put the mixture in the pie pan, I remembered my mini pans. Mini cheesecakes. Genius. I went this route. There is an overall point to this blog today and I’m about to get to it. I made blueberry, raspberry, and Oreo cookie cheesecakes now and once again they taste awesome. Somewhere along the way I wanted to learn how to make caramel as well which turned out to not be that hard. You need to stay focused and pay attention to it, but not difficult once you understand how sugar melts. Very similar to heroin if you are an intravenous drug user. I made that up. Just making sure you are still paying attention.

If you have read my blog before you know I encourage people to do random acts of kindness. It is something I strive to do every day of my life while never expecting anything in return. A kind word or a thank you is more than enough. Over the weekend I made blueberry & raspberry cheesecakes. An idea I had a while ago was to use the homemade caramel and put it on the bottom of the cheesecake so it will cook into the graham crackers making a caramel crust. It worked. I also put a ring of caramel around the top crust that would melt down the sides giving all the crust a caramel flavor. That worked also. They are stupid good.

I also make a chicken tortilla soup from scratch that is very popular with my friends and family. I made a ginormous batch of it over the weekend for a purpose. On Monday I was going to the VA Hospital for an eval with a Veteran. Eval just means we look at his challenges, lifestyle, and environment so we can get him the correct equipment for his life. I do this a lot with my work and I love it. Knowing I was going to be there on Monday I thought it would be cool to take a bunch of soup and cheesecakes for the staff. All that practice now had a purpose.

All those pots are filled with soup. The Copper one has tofu instead of chicken for my Vegan friends. No one asked me to do this. Certainly no one expected me to show up with a ton of homemade food. I just like to challenge myself making things that are on my list of favorite foods and then share them. So that is what I did. I did get some very kind messages back today which again make it all worth it.

Examples:

  1. OH MY!!!!  LOVED IT!!! I am not there today and I was thinking it would be worth it to go in so I can have some more of the soup!   It was absolutely wonderful- the flavor was magnifico! Thank you so much and the avocado was so good with it. Oh and yes the cheese cake – well that was just evil because I am really trying not to have sugar and sweets and I couldn’t resist it and that just blew that!  Thank you!
  2. Oh my Goodness!  I planned my response in my head, but I forgot to send it.  It was wonderful.  I mean simply wonderful-as in you have a gift!!!   Oh my God!   

If you are not purposely working to send out good vibes on a daily basis then you are part of team negative. I’m by no means a perfect human. I’m very far from it, but I have learned in my 42 years that I feel better about myself the more positive things I do. Allowing myself get caught up with the negative BS that is on the news everyday, listening to people complain all day, and letting stress to dictate my mood make me feel like crap. So at this point in my life I can only think “Why in the ____ would I want to choose the feel like crap lane??? No thank you. I’m going to live my best life, keep doing random kind things, and actively work to make my world a better place which will by default make the entire world a better place.

What lane are you in??? What lane do you want to be in?? No blinkers needed, no jerk calling your Mom names, and most importantly no matter how long you’ve been in the wrong lane, the right one has unlimited space and you can go as fast as you want!!!!

Choose positive my friends and lets change the world one act of kindness at a time.

FknBucky

P.S. There in free pie and cheesecake in the Bucky lane. Just stop on by anytime!!

10
Mar
21

Give it to Chris and forget it.

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I haven’t posted in a couple days simply because I haven’t felt right about the things I was letting out. I kept getting sucked back into that dumb Royal crap although I did and will not watch the interview. It is everywhere though. Put it this way. If you can’t find a reason to be happy in Meghan shoes then you have completely failed at life. Completely. So Fuck her and her bullshit. That is how I really feel on that matter.

This used to be a paragraph complaining about politicians. I didn’t like it so I’ve come back to erase it. To summarize it I will say this. I am never donating one penny to any of them. Ever. Please read 2nd to last sentence in first paragraph. That is what I got to say.

Okay now that I have the BS out of the way lets talk being happy. Completely random today, but I came across a video on YouTube that I had to watch. It made me laugh immediately which was what I needed. It is now 5:16 AM, but I have been up since 3:30. I made myself a promise when I decided to do this blog thing for real this year that I would be honest with those that read it even though I don’t want to sometimes. I had an issue with my bowels which forced me awake at 3:30 to which I have spent the last 2 hours cleaning myself and my apartment from this issue. Sucks, but it happens sometimes and it is something a paraplegic has to deal with. Still think your alarm clock is a jerk. I can’t go back to sleep because I have a meeting with a Veteran at 9 AM today. I also promised to bring homemade cinnamon rolls that I prepared for baking last night. A good part of me wants to crawl back into bed and wait for tomorrow. That would be a waste though. I might be dead tomorrow and spending my last day on Earth feeling sorry for myself over something I can’t control seems like a stupid plan.

So I don’t. I let go of the anger and poor me BS so that I can get back to living. The video. So it was of Chris Farley going onto Letterman. Wow. The guy was such a wonderful entertainer. You can just see thru him and realize 90% of his big ass was heart. He had his own demons, but the selfless way he made others smile and laugh using his own body as the punch line. It hurts to be “big” and people judge you even when they say they’re not. The world lost something special the day he passed on. A rare treasure that can’t be reinvented. Many people have tried and continue to try and fill the ginormous shoes left behind by a legend. I have done stand up and it is terrifying. To be so willing to make the world happier by putting on a tiny coat, by living in a van down by the river, and most importantly going head to head with Patrick Swayze in a chippendale competition only to make strangers laugh is so so special. And it worked. Still working.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-nOY_d-vJU

Take a few minutes for yourself today an watch this video. You’re not too busy to watch it, you’re not that angry at anything and what is the worst that can happen?? You smile for a few minutes instead of writing out another FB post complaining about blah blah or even blah blah blah. Hey I got plenty to be upset about this AM, but why. Why would I allow the negative side of things run my life and most importantly my attitude about life?? Bad things happen sometimes that we can’t stop or control. You can control your attitude and the way you respond to everything. I promise you I will always pick how I respond to the events in my life. It doesn’t matter what you did yesterday or having been doing the last 30 or 40 years. Starting today right now you can decide to just let the BS go, watch a few minutes of a legend making us laugh, and have a great day. Remember everyone has a reason to be ticked off, but the true tough guy/gals look for a reason to be happy. You always get back what you’re putting out so if you want smiles you had better find a way to get one on your face.

I want to be very clear on one issue though. I don’t want or need any sympathy. I struggle internally whether to share some of these intimate hard details of my life and the complications that come with my disability. I hate the word disabled for the record. A lot. I mentioned earlier that I was going to be honest and soiling myself is something that happened. I dealt with it and moved on. I know I harp on this let things go and that is for a reason. It works. I truly hope that my openness will help at least one person say “I’m done too. I’m not dragging the BS I can’t control around with me anymore.”

Here is what I concentrate on. I made it to my meeting, the cinnamon rolls turned out amazing and people liked them very much. Everyone is on a diet, but the people brave enough to try a 6,000 calorie roll were very happy. I sold some products today making some money, I have a gorgeous awesome dog I’m about to take for a very long walk, and I’m alive.

My problems aren’t bigger than yours or more important. They are mine and I choose to deal with them by not letting it screw my life/day up. So whatever it is let it go. Right now. Never look back at it.

I appreciate you all and please be kind to one another. You never know how problematic someone’s life is. Oh and when in doubt or down please go watch a Chris Farley video.

FknBucky

06
Mar
21

Royals

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Another crazy week ending today. I kept my fat ass upright for most of it so that is a win in my book. I’m sure many of you have been glued to the TV, Websites, and every other news source following the historic events going on. There is no neutral ground you have to be on one side or the other. When things this serious are going on it is important we include the children so they can learn how to take sides and hate everyone that doesn’t agree with them. What is the point of having kids if you can’t brainwash them to think exactly like you?? I am too smart to pass on wisdom so I had to make the hard choice to not have children. That and the girls that told me they were having Bucky’s baby also screamed ”I’m carrying the son of Damien” (Gwen year 2000), Son of Satan (1998), and who can forget “This child is going to grow up and be an asshole just like you!!” I’m actually pretty proud of that last one. You know as Satan I only make babies, not take care of them. Wow that escalated quickly. Even for me.

Taking sides. That is what I was talking about. I’m not talking the JV bull crap, but the real game. The Royals. Are you on Meghan and Harry’s side or the other ones. I don’t know their names cause I don’t care, but there is Queen never gonna die, guy who divorced Diana marking him as forever Jerk, The bald son (Not the Ginger one), and Kate Middleton (of course I know her name she is hot. Idiot) who has the insane hot sister named Pippa. I will always takes Pippa’s side. If she comes out saying we need to start eating children I will be like how you like yours?? Medium Rare?? I got you baby. Think I’m joking. Need a babysitter?? Nothing like fresh off the grill children burgers. Damn I didn’t know I could escalate further! I’m not even writing a third paragraph. I’m scared of myself at this point.

Skipping this one.

Okay 4th paragraph. Hopefully I can stop being crazy now. I will tell you what I think. That Meghan Markle chick is evil. She got her nasty claws into Prince Harry and now he is screwed. I’m sorry, but if you are going to marry a woman she should get along with the rest of your family. Or at least some of it. For crying out loud she should be liked by at least one person in your eff’ing life. I’ve seen it before. Friends that get so wrapped up in a relationship for a gazillion wrong reasons and they can’t see past their own dumbass to get out. Some of them eventually saw the light and others I still don’t get to talk to. I never married mostly because I didn’t want to ruin some nice young ladies life.

Dang it so off topic. That girl is awful. As someone that has been called the Devil on more than one occasion I can see that this chick is the real deal. She is a bitch. Sorry ladies, but there is no other way to describe her. I honestly hope Harry gets out of that somehow, but it seems he is in too deep now. When your wife makes it so you can’t have a relationship with your only brother that is a problem. They are royals. The biggest waste of time and money on the planet. It only averages about 500 million a year. Why anyone gives a crap what these people do is beyond me. Tell them to get a real job and spend the hundreds of millions on homeless people or children. Fatten them little kids up…..

Why are Harry and Meghan running around trying to get paid for stuff??? Do royals even pick up the tab??? Why do think they just take whatever they want a weird group of people rush in later to handle the bill. Does Prince Harry forget his pin code??? CBS paid them 7 million for the interview that I will never watch. That figure was in the title of an article that I did not read. Nor will I. I don’t care at all except to have a blog topic to hopefully make a couple of you laugh. That and I have been trying to find a way to use the term Child Burger for a couple weeks now. It isn’t as easy as one might think…..

That brings us to the ending. Some quick bullet points to remember. Meghan is a Bitch. Harry is a Ginger that is a sucker for a bad girl. The Queen is a vampire and will never die. She is actually quite amazing and if you read (more than this crap blog) books you should read one about her life. Amazing. Will and Kate got it made. They just have to do nothing insane and the whole world will look at them as the normal nice couple. This Meghan woman married into the biggest megaphone on the planet. Take up a cause that is not all about YOU! Nope, she is on the ME ME ME highway with no exits coming for a long time. Hopefully she runs out of gas stranded on a deserted island (yes I know how stupid that sounds) and we can forget all about her. Harry should not go on road trips with Meghan for a while. Oh and Pippa…. Call me.

So Pick a side and take notice how disgusting a person looks making everything about themselves. Be smart, be kind, and be a constant warrior for helping others. Your life will become better overnight and you’ll start having these weird feelings of being proud of yourself.

Be Kind to others simply because of the feeling you get doing so.

FknBucky

Disclosure **No woman has actually been pregnant with my baby to my knowledge.**

01
Mar
21

Left Out….

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Monday. I hope everyone is excited to tackle a new week. If you find yourself dreading the work week then it is time to start looking at how to make some changes. I’m going to say some mind blowing stuff right now so hang on tight. YOU ONLY GET ONE LIFE. One. As in ONE. Here is the real kicker. None of us know how long the ride last. Due to ZERO fault on your part, your life could be done in a few hours. A few days. Heck a few years. I was blessed in the fact that I understood this at an early age. I didn’t give a F&$# what people thought about me because I woke up everyday ready to do life the way I wanted. Mind you I didn’t steal things because thieves are scum and I went out of my way to bring everyone along for the ride. I actively looked for the people usually left out so I could bring them in. I know that feeling of left out and it sucks. I truly believe you have to experience things to understand them. Maybe that is my life. I’m supposed to help others get off the bench and into the game of life. I don’t care what happens to me, I will never ride the pine.

I am reminded of a time back in the snowboarding days. Sorry I know I keep going back to this well, but I miss it. So much. Not being able to snowboard is the one thing that truly makes me so sad about the accident. It was mine. It was my meditation, my sanctuary, and my forever love. Only people that have lived that lifestyle understand how precious those moments are. I do remind myself I was lucky enough to have had the times I did. The friends that I made were more like family. We are all spread out now and most of them have kids, real jobs, and been domesticated as that is what you do. I do however know for a fact every once in a while they like me look to the sky and say a quiet thank you. We had those times that no one can ever take away from us. The flaming rail slides in my backyard, the Pantera mosh pit at 3 AM in the Leadville house, the first chair on powder days, the beers in the afternoon paid for by the green card, and the thousands of other memories I cherish. It was during this time a moment happened that I think of from time to time.

You don’t have to have special powers to be super hero to others. My real name is Allen. Some of you probably didn’t know that so boom mind blown moment. Many people ask me why the nickname Bucky. I almost never tell. The way it started was me seeing Bronson Pinchot on the Tonight show. He played Balki on the TV show perfect strangers. He said that the name Balki was a nickname he had been given while in elementary school. When asked why he got that nickname he smiled to himself and said no way was he telling. I never wanted to know something so badly. Hence from then forward I didn’t tell. Still don’t so if you are one of the trusted who know the secret, stay trusted and keep your mouth shut. The guessing is actually my favorite part. People come up with some wild stories. Makes me laugh.

There was a kid name Billy John Tom (BJT and absolutely not the real name) that worked at the mountain. He was a super nice kid, but he had a smell about him. I don’t know why and didn’t ask him. He had a massive heart and was down to help anyone anytime. I felt bad that he was alienated by his peers, but lucky for me I could help. I was popular. People looked up to me on the mountain. I’m not being arrogant just being real. I was good looking, confident, funny, and I was a pretty good snowboarder. I was also broke as F&$# every day so I had to be funny to get girls. My man BJT was not those things. Almost daily the subject of where Bucky came from would come up and people would make crazy guesses. Obviously none of them were close to the truth. It became more of a game than people actually wanting to know I believe, but again the mystery part of it made it fun.

One night after work I was having a few beers (like 40 probably) with a beautiful girl from Columbia (the Country), and my guy BJT was there. Maybe one day I’ll write a blog about the girl and her roommate. Or maybe not. The subject of the nickname came up and I decided right there I was going to tell BJT the truth. I asked him to keep it to himself which he did, but from that moment on he knew something nobody else did. He was “in” a small group and felt welcomed. He felt like he belonged. I am good at reading people and knowing (most times) what to say to make them feel better about themselves. First of all to do this you can’t lie. Whatever you tell someone to lift them up must be true or it will only cause more hurt. Lying is never the right option. I was still pretty young in those days, and I’m not sure what made me want to tell BJT the secret. I never regretted doing so.

He never told a soul what my secret was and I couldn’t buy a more loyal friend. He knew I didn’t have to tell him, but I did out of kindness and he appreciated it. I bet if I become famous and someone offered him $100,000 dollars to tell the story there is a good chance he would turn it down. Mainly because my other crap bag friends would do it for $11.47 which makes them pricks. The $.47 is a shout out to my favorite transgender friend that reads this blog.

Look for the person that feels left out and then find a way to get them in. It will make you feel great to do and just might change someone’s life in the process. You don’t know someone’s history and everyone at the end of the day simply wants to be part of the group, to be accepted, and just have friends. I’ve always told myself that I’ll be that friend and do all I can to make sure someone isn’t left out. You don’t have to travel around the globe to make a difference in the world. Sometimes you can make a difference in the room you’re currently standing in.

Do kind things.

FknBucky

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