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Mar

Stupid Kids

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Tags: action, better, dumb, example, finish, football, fulfill, gingers, human, kids, kind, lead, learn, Life, live, love, mistake, mistakes, pie, planet, right, soak, sponge, teach, words

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

Mar

RIP Sabine Schmitz

By Bucktown Leave a Comment

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Tags: affair, cancer, car, children, crazy, cripple, death, die, excite, fragile, gear, happy, Leo, love, motorcycle, NASCAR, race, Sabine, Schmitz, top

I don’t know if you have ever watched this show, but I have and love it. 51 years old is still too young. There was a time in my life that I thought I didn’t want to live past 25. I almost made that come true crashing that darn motorcycle at 24. I think back and catch myself thinking how much it sucks to have wrecked that bike and become a paraplegic, but I have to be realistic and remember that I was a pretty crazy guy back in those days. If it wasn’t the bike it would have been one of the other 100 crazy decisions I made on a weekly basis. Want to know how crazy I was back then ask around. I’m sure there are plenty of people with FknBucky stories. Where do you think the nickname came from???

Back to the show. I love it and this particular clip with Sabine driving a transport van at these speeds just make me happy. I would gladly go for that ride any day. I love going fast. I love when my heart beat increases and one wrong move could mean death. I am never more alive than in that exact moment. I don’t know why I am that way, I just know I am. I did the ride along in a Nascar, but was bored. I literally let out a couple of fake zero emotion “whoohoos” just because I felt sorry for the guy driving. He thought this “cripple” was going to have the time of his life, but in reality I kept thinking this is stupid, I want to drive. The highlight of the day was the anal cavity search I underwent while two clueless guys tried to lift me over the wall to get onto the track. I would have liked dinner first, but like usual they just raped me and left me. Bastards.

The 35 other people waiting patiently in line had no idea it was 2:1 day at the track. Getting to ride along in a real NASCAR and seeing FknBucky’s bare white ass all in one morning. Must have been a very special moment for all of them. Back to my girl Sabine Schmitz. Watching the clip above just made me smile. I wish I could have met her in person because people like that are rare and I always enjoy hearing stories from people that are willing to push the line. I have this feeling our three week love affair would have been special. Meeting women like this is always awesome, but after a couple weeks when we remember our personalities make it impossible to settle down. I have lots of great memories for the two weeks of madness. I’m a Leo, we burn hot and fast, but always need more fuel…

I hope watching the clip gives you a bit of inspiration to chase a dream you have. For a woman to be a respected race car driver is no easy task. Things are a bit easier nowadays, but there is still a lot of proving to be done before anyone is accepted in that small group of people. Words don’t mean a thing. You still have to prove it on the asphalt which is where the truth always comes out. The truth always has a way of showing up at the most in opportune times so be careful if you stray from it. Sooner or later it will come out. I can only imagine Sabine had a dream and went for it.

She lost a battle with Cancer. I hope someday we can find a way to cure it. I used to volunteer at a Childrens hospital with many of the kids having this awful disease. It broke my heart every Tuesday. With adults you simply hope they enjoyed their life as much as possible in the 51 or whatever years they have. When it is an 8 year old boy/girl it just sucks that much more. It simply reminds all of us how fragile our lives really are. In no time at all yours can be taken. Don’t wait for the right moment. Create the moment. Encourage those around you to shoot for the stars. Help when you can. No better feeling in the world than watching someone reach a goal that you helped get them there. Enjoy the moment with them, but leave your part out. Don’t expect a shout out every time you do something kind.

This incredible woman should be celebrated and losing her so young is a reason for us all to mourn. Chase your dreams, they go by fast so you gotta be ready, and live everyday like it is your last. This doesn’t be reckless and stupid, but rather question what is it that makes you truly happy. I love to make people laugh and write. I have no formal teaching for either of those. I’m shooting from the hip on this whole blog thing, but it makes me happy. No one is going to agree with me 100% of the time, hell I don’t even agree with me 100% of the time. I look back at things I wrote and think “Damn that was stupid”. Admitting mistakes and learning from them is the best education you will ever get. Can’t make mistakes to learn from if you never get into the game.

Drive fast, take chances.

FknBucky

Mar

Mom Whore

By Bucktown Leave a Comment

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Tags: accident, bad, blare, blinker, car, commute, drive, fail, flail, Hate, horrible, insane, insult, love, men, merge, Mom, progress, squpid, stupid, succeed, toot, travel, tree, truck, turn, vote, whore, women

My Mom never misses a day of reading this blog. Sorry Mom, but I am out there defending your honor EVERY DAY!

It is Friday or maybe it isn’t. I don’t know what day you’ll read this. I hope you do read it though. I can be wrong at times and honestly I’m okay with that. If you’re never incorrect or on the wrong side of things you’re not trying enough. Failing or being wrong as just as important to being a good human as succeeding and being correct. Many times it is more important. Success is easy to accept. Defeat forces us back to the drawing board to analyze and then retry based on the lessons learned.

I drive a lot in my personal life and in my professional life. I see a lot of bad driving. Obviously it is always women doing the bad driving. Who’s idea was it to let women drive again??? Next we are going to let them vote. Oh man there is no coming back from that. See what I mean about mistakes??? Nobody gets it perfect the first time around, but we can learn and evolve as humans accepting we are incorrect about a certain way of thinking and then take steps to fix it. You can make new laws, but I will always believe you need to change a persons heart to measure true progress.

Back to the crap driving I see daily. I watch all the time people that refuse to let someone merge in front of them. It is true insanity. Blinkers used to mean you were going to travel from the lane you are currently in to the lane next to you. They do not mean this anymore. Now when you turn your blinker on you are calling the mother of the driver next to you a whore. I didn’t get that memo either. I had to figure it out. Now once the insult is fired off that driver is required to speed up not slow down so that you can not get into their lane. If they successfully block you from merging into that lane their mother is not a whore. Who knew?? Nobody tells you at the DMV either. I had to figure this whole system out on my own.

There is the flip back Mom whore maneuver that should not be attempted by a rookie. No this takes years of practice. This happens when the driver attempting the merge flips on blinker and starts the process. To perfectly execute this move you must still be one or more car links behind merging car. Once the blinker is engaged you must act quickly. First thing you do is floor it. Remember your mother was just called a whore by that blinker using bastard. While closing the gap and hopefully almost causing an accident (this means you’re doing it correctly) you start to lay on your horn. Very important to simply hold it down. If you only toot toot that is actually accepting the insult on your Mom. I know some of your Moms. You may want to practice the toot toot.

Now that your engine is red lining, your horn is blaring, you are ready for reverse Mom whore. This is you screaming at that other car while flailing your arms about to let them know you are legit crazy. They have no choice, but to turn that darn blinker off, and wait to insult someone else’s mother. Well done. Not only did you block the insult, but you threw it back over onto them. Sometimes this driver will actually toot toot to you accepting their Mother’s fate. The extra cherry on top is they miss their exit and have to drive an extra 7 miles. Don’t you worry about it though you’re on your way to a save the planet meeting addressing ways to cut back on needless use of fossil fuels. Go figure that one out.

Driving is true reflection of your inside character I believe. It is anonymous as nobody knows who you are unless your in a small town so you can do what ever you want with out having to answer for it. If you are a jerk it will show in the way you drive. If you don’t allow cars to merge in front of you for whatever reason you’re a Dick. Slow down and let the person in. I’m quite certain no one likes you and won’t mind if you are a few minutes late. They would probably rather you didn’t show up at all. Not only do you not let a car in, but you have to weave in and out of traffic to get ahead three spots before cutting across three lanes to take the next exit. All the cars that you practically hit weaving about pass you as you pull up to the red light on the exit ramp. The word stupid is way to kind for you. You are stupid squared. I’m going call you SQUPID. Honk again at me I dare you.

I could fill a dozen books with BS I see on the roads. I’m the guy that will let you in. I also leave space in between me and car in front of me so people can turn left while I’m at a stoplight. If I’m on a busy street I will not block traffic for 10 minutes waiting to turn left. Nope, I will go down, use the left turn lane at the stoplight that has a green arrow. Then I will do a U turn allowing me to come back and turn into the parking lot I wanted using a right turn. I added 45 seconds to my drive, but I didn’t back up traffic forever because I’m a SQUPID. Being kind has no off button. You can look for ways to be kind to other drivers. It isn’t hard.

The way we treat each other while controlling a 2 ton missile is disgusting. I swear some people do NOT want to live thru their commute. That is fine by me, but leave me and everyone else out of it. Speed up, pop a couple uppers or downers, turn your blinker on for an obscene amount of time while flying down the road and then go hit a tree. In this scenario I feel sorry for the tree.

Be kind to one another. You don’t have to follow someone home and wash their car to be kind. Just hit the brake a tad and let them merge in. In fact don’t follow people home. It isn’t as romantic a gesture as one might think. Cops, restraining orders, and the hassles.. That is what a friend told me 47 times. Only a percentage of you will get that joke and I’m okay with that.

I love my Moms. Yes I have more than one. I am so awesome one Mother’s love just wasn’t enough so God gave me another.

FknBucky

P.S. I am a master at the reverse Mom Whore so don’t even think about blinkering me.

Mar

Royals

By Bucktown 1 Comment

Categories: Uncategorized
Tags: accept, child burger, children, couple, cripple, DI, Diana, England, Ginger, harry, Hate, Island, kate, kind, laugh, Life, love, markle, marriage, marry, ME, meghan, middleton, others, pippa, prince, Prince Charles, QUeen, Royal, smart, vampire, will

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.**

Feb

Poop Bag Character

By Bucktown Leave a Comment

Categories: Uncategorized
Tags: amaze, bad, bag, change, character, counter, dog, example, extra, farm, feeling, good, great, happy, Hate, hurt, kind, Life, love, perfect, Poop, random, sad, simple, thief, treasure, witness

I am a student of life. I’m amazed at the behavior of people and wonder about how they can be so lazy when it comes to thinking of others above themselves. I witness dozens of interactions every week that could go so much better if people simply took a moment to see how they can make the world better with a simple action. I do my best to think about other people and actively look to find a way I can do something for them making the world a tiny bit better. You don’t have to be Oprah and give everyone a free car to do something life changing for a stranger.

The other day I took Annabel out for a long walk. I usually take about 5 poop bags with me. Trust me this puppy is healthy and like her human Dad completely full of shit. Ha. Figured I’d get a ahead of that one. No softballs here buddy. I don’t usually need that many, but I would rather have extra than not enough. Old lessons from living on the farm. Always take an extra one or two because the one time you need them, you’re going to be real glad you did. I usually bag up the Annie treasures and then leave them on a corner or place I know I’m coming back to. No need to carry a poop bag around. On the way home after doing our laps thru the neighborhood I can grab all the bags and put them into the trash can.

The trash can is a dog poop station if you will. A pole with a trash can and the top of it has poop bags for people that don’t bring one with them. I always take them with me from my home and refill at the drop off, but hey I’m smart. So this particular day I made my deposit and noticed there were no more bags for other people. Not my problem right?? I turned and started rolling away, but that voice in my head said “You can do better Bucky.” The voice was right and I could do better. I had two unused bags in my pocket. I turned around and put those two bags in the empty box so that the next two people would have a bag. I was able to help two random people, but more importantly I was able to help keep my environment clean of dog poop.

It took almost no effort from me, no one would know what I did (until I share it here), and it helped someone else be a responsible person and pick up after their dog. I share because it really is that easy to be a good person. I hope that you go out and actively LOOK for places to make a positive difference in your neighborhood. People see you doing good things and it is contagious. I need no praise or someone to say good job, but what does make me feel proud is when others follow my lead. That means I’m doing my job as a human. This reminds me of a time I was dropping the nephews off at the airport.

We were checking in at the main area when some how the box of luggage tags got knocked over and spilled everywhere. I didn’t do it so it wasn’t my problem. I mean they have people that work there so I could just ignore it and go on with my life. Who cares if the line is super long and the guy behind the counter is doing all he can to move people thru faster. Now he has to pick up all these luggage tags while I watch. We both know that isn’t what happened. Actually my nephew set his bag down and started to pick them all up. Organizing them to go back into the box like they were supposed to and I could not have been prouder of that kid. Without prompting he simply did what was right and kind. Remember someone is always watching what actions you take. I hope you set a good example.

I have another person I used to know back in my snowboarding days that told me a story about how he found a wallet while out walking with his daughter. He bragged to me that it had a couple hundred dollars in it which he kept and then threw the wallet into a trash can. He justified his actions by saying the guy gave him a dirty look while he parked his car. I have no idea why this individual thought I would be impressed by his crap story. It makes me sad because this young lady is learning wrong and her Dad is a D-Bag thief. He had such an opportunity to show his daughter how to be the bigger person (if you believe dirty look story, which I do not), how to do the right thing, and let her experience the feeling a person gets when they do the right thing. If you don’t feel shame when keeping the wallet that makes me even sadder.

So don’t sit back and wait for this perfect moment to do something kind. Look for those moments. Seek them out, experience the feeling you get when doing something kind, and become addicted to that feeling. Trust me you are not that busy, you are not that important, and you are robbing yourself every day you put off doing the random acts of kindness. Like just about everything it isn’t only about you. By being lazy you are most likely robbing someone that looks up to you the lesson of being kind simply because it makes you a better person, a person of integrity, and a person of good character. Don’t rob kids of that lesson.

Do kind things. It really is that simple.

FknBucky

Feb

Falling down

By Bucktown Leave a Comment

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Tags: angry, brick, bs, concrete, crap, cry, emotion, fairy, feelings, happy, Hard, Hate, humor, hurt, jokes, land, love, macgyver, motorcycle, para, precious, Red bull, road, sad, sense, simply, smile, spasm, sympathy, table, traction, weak, wheelchair, yell

I wasn’t planning to write this AM, but I want to get this out while still very fresh. You can see in the picture that I’m a crappy housekeeper. I just leave my mess until the clean house fairy shows up usually dressed like a family member or Vern & Lori. Love those fairies. Okay not true well not all the way true anyway. Nope I got up this AM just like you ready to tackle the day and get started. I usually check work emails first thing to make sure there is nothing being held up by me. The medical equipment can be life or death in a sense and almost always needed sooner not later. Easy enough right. First of all I reached down to the floor to get my charger cable which caused a large spasm in my leg kicking the table spilling my just opened Red Bull all over everything on the table. Awesome. Love that.

After cleaning that up I get back to email land. My body needing attention this AM decides it can do better. One ginormous spasm to make sure the job gets done. I could not fall backwards because of the card table so somehow I spasmed sideways taking the table, chair, and everything with me. The picture today is the carnage that was left behind. The concrete floors are awesome for rolling on, but suck for traction when trying to plant my feet and lift my fat Ass up into my chair. You can’t imagine the flood of emotions when this crap happens. Anger is a given, but the shame and sadness are the hurtful ones. I made a mistake 19 years ago getting on that motorcycle and I pay for it every single moment of every single day of my life. I don’t believe the punishment fits the crime.

Laying down on the ground with no help coming is a situation I would rather avoid. These spasms are just pricks. To make things more fun I’m completely naked as I take a shower after checking morning emails. Laying on the floor I simply think “this isn’t fair”, I’m a happy positive thinker so why does this happen to me?? Who knows. My ankles are vulnerable and I have to be extremely careful how I drag myself around to get back into the chair. Years of scrapping the skin off of them has left the skin weak and easily damaged when things like this happen. I really dislike laying on the floor with zero good options to get back into my chair.

I had to use my brain and Macgyver the crap out of my world to get back on track. I used the package to get a few inches off the floor allowing my legs to stay in the right position enabling me to set up the next lift. Look closely you can see my but imprint on the box. After trying several times I finally made it. No step was easy though. It was very hard and by the time I got back into my chair I was beyond angry. I don’t know the name of the emotion that was running thru my body at that time. I will tell you though, this is the worst way to start a day. I would much rather crawl into bed and redo life tomorrow. That is not an option though.

I don’t share this story for sympathy. I don’t need it, if I wanted sympathy there are many people at the ready to give it to me. Helps nothing so I prefer to not go down that road. I share this so that you might be able to say “wow waking up without enough milk for my cereal is not that big a deal.” When you see me later smiling and telling jokes remember there is no point in crying to you or anyone about my morning fall. It just makes me look weak and I don’t like looking or sounding weak. I tell you this simply because it happened. This is real life and I want to be as honest as possible in what I share in my writing.

I got thru it today and I will get thru it tomorrow. Want to know why I get thru it?? Because I’m a badass. Not really. It is because of you. All of you. My friends and my family. I love, truly fucking love having those moments when we can’t stop laughing. I love the moments when I see life and hope return to a person I help while mentoring/volunteering. I can actually see hope enter a persons body and I promise you there is nothing more powerful or fulfilling than that. I love watching my nieces and nephews grow up into young adults and remember their little faces when Uncle Bucky was coming thru the front door. Now their faces are big, but they still light up when I come around. I love beautiful women of all shapes, sizes, colors, and they used to love me when I was young and good looking, but now I’m old and fat so I admire from afar. Still admire though. I love to travel and try new things any chance I get.

If was to spend anymore time crying about that fall today after I got back up in the chair and the ordeal was over I would have been wasting precious time. I did tell a couple people close to me as venting is something I have to do but other than that I let that BS go. See you later. Why in the F word would I want to carry that brick of anger around with me for the rest of the day, the rest of the week or even the rest of the year. It would accomplish absolutely nothing except hold me back from living my best life. Yeah it sucks, yeah it happened, but that is over now. Move on.

I wasn’t going to share this story. I talked myself out of it this afternoon, but getting ready for bed I realized it is exactly what I mean when I say you must not waste time. How many of my days I have left in my life was I going to commit to this accident??? I voted zero so that is what it got. Don’t feel sorry for me unless you’re female and insist on giving me a lap dance to cheer me up. I will be as sad as you want me… haha. Relax bra burners. I respect women and don’t think they are only here for lap dances. Someone has to make me a sandwich cause lap dances make me hungry. My sense of humor will never leave me. Don’t let others steal your laughter.

Be kind to others, when you fall down (literally and figuratively) get the F back up, and let it go immediately. With no poor me baggage you are free to run to the next happy time. Run fast and take others with you.

FknBucky

Feb

Marriott No No

By Bucktown 1 Comment

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Tags: accessible, anger, ashamed, bonvoy, business, courtyard, cripple, dark, hurtful, like, love, marriott, mean, member, No, paralyzed, passion, principals, reward, sanity, titanium, upgrade, wheelchair, wrong, yes

What a week. I’ve had so many little things irritate the crap out of me that I have a feeling two more and I will explode. Don’t believe me?? Just try. Be the one that puts me over the edge. This is actually not recommended. The world can be a Dick sometimes and it just makes you want to smash things. I know I said that you should not blast all your stuff out into internet land, but today I break all the rules. Want to know some really dumb stuff?? Cool cause I’m about to blow it up.

I travel a lot. It is my thing. I stay in hotels a lot. I stay in Marriott hotels a lot. I’m what they call a titanium member and have been for a number of years now. I stay at the same hotels many times and know the staff there personally. Some of you might even remember me posting things like the Asheville Courtyard Marriott decorating my room for my birthday and bringing out a cake. Say what you want, but the truth is people love my crazy ass. Some of you have known me since I was a teenager and not much has changed. I simply love to laugh and mess with people until they laugh too. I went to war in my head after getting paralyzed to make sure I didn’t lose that part about me. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever gone thru and can’t imagine anything else in life ever coming close to the darkness those days represented. You don’t know and I pray no one I care about ever truly knows the strength it took to not embrace that darkness.

Another day we can discuss that. Or not most likely as I don’t particularly like going back there. It is painful and scary to be honest. Feeling great yet?? Ha. You should be, if I can smile and laugh you sure as heck better be able to. With my status comes rewards from Marriott. They vary in what they are, but the two most common are vouchers for a free night up to a certain point total. Most of the times these vouchers are good for 40,000 points which is plenty to get a nice room just about anywhere. The higher end Marriotts can be all the way up to 120,000 points per night, but your local Courtyard is usually about 30,000. The other option are suite night awards. Instead of one free night you can get five nights upgraded to a suite for no additional cost. A very cool option for vacation when you have some loved ones with you.

Marriott gave me a choice on which one I wanted, but the email asking me went into my spam folder and I never saw it. They have also given me 10 suite night awards sometime last year I never asked for as well. Yahoo Marriott!! Thanks for the free stuff. Here comes the kicker. They do not have accessible suites in many of their hotels. My colleagues I travel with are mostly all titanium members as well and they get upgraded almost every stay to a suite or better room. I do not, because I need the accessible room. It is what it is. I use a wheelchair and in order to keep my sanity I accept things like this simply because to get upset by means I’ll be pissed off all the time. I don’t have that in me.

Last week I thought to myself “Self why don’t you email Marriott customer service and ask them to swap my suite nights for vouchers.” Seemed really logical to me as I can’t use the suite nights. I’ve tried in the past and every single time the hotel does not have accessible suites making it pointless. I explained that I am paralyzed from the chest down and because of that unable to stay in the suites of their hotels. I honestly don’t think I was asking for anything crazy, but simply asking to have my reward switched to something that I can actually take advantage of. The reality is it is BS they don’t have accessible suites in the hotels. I know us cripples make normal people uncomfortable so it is discouraged to leave the house and certainly not to try and stay in an upgraded room. Nope us cripples usually stay on the 1st floor next to the laundry room and elevators.

I was met with a massive NO WAY no matter who I talked to. I was kind of taken aback like “whoa” what did I do wrong?? I had one guy tell me other guests can’t change their rewards so I shouldn’t be able to change mine. I asked if all the other guest were paralyzed front the chest down to which he replied he treats everyone the same way. While that is a “thing” in my personal opinion it was being applied wrong. I explained to him/her that I understand the policy, but was hoping they could treat me like a person and not just Marriott member number 3938364 (not my real number). In life and business a person needs to understand that being right is sometimes the incorrect answer. I truly thought someone would say “Oh man, that is not cool” and then figure out a cool way to help me out. Instead I was left feeling ashamed I even dared to ask.

I obviously didn’t take my first three NO’s and quit so I started to email more and more people about my situation. I can afford the stupid rooms, but it became more about the principal than anything else. My final email back from someone started out thanking me for my loyalty to Marriott and how much they appreciate my position. I’m assuming they appreciate I’m paralyzed, but not exactly sure what that statement meant. This guy acknowledged the suites are not accessible, making it impossible for me to use the reward, but they still refuse to change the rewards and I should stop because it can not escalate further. Escalating is what I do. I’m hoping it is what you do too. I am fine with keeping the suite night award, but that should mean I have every opportunity to use my reward just like others.

Maybe I’m looking at this wrong and if you think that please let me know because the way I see it sucks. I love Marriott most of the time. In fact I have written a dozen complimentary emails with one of them leading to a group of employees at the Courtyard Marriott in Asheville, NC to be recognized nationally by Marriott receiving an award. They could use their award as it was cash I do believe. I really believe Marriott should be better than this. What do you think???

Be kind to others unless you’re Marriott. Then do whatever you want because you are massive and trading out one crippled pricks suite nights to free stay vouchers will bankrupt the whole company.

FknBucky

Feb

Time and Money

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Categories: Uncategorized
Tags: anger, bell, bryan, crazy, death, family, gold, happy, Hate, keyboard, kind, Life, love, mind, money, old, Outrage, plan, road, sorry, taco, Time, warrior, young

Monday. I was blessed to have family in town over the weekend. I love when any of my family comes to visit simply because life short, kids grow up super fast, and it is just nice to recharge with people you love. I am very lucky to have a ginormous awesome family that loves to laugh, eat great food, and enjoy the simple things in life. Mainly because we can’t afford the complicated things so we lie to each other saying this is what we actually want….

Okay that isn’t true. If you have caught on, one of the running themes or things that I repeat a lot is the value of time. It is our most precious currency. You can’t buy more of it, you can’t borrow some from another person, and the clock never stops ticking. I can guarantee you that it will run out. You like everyone else on Earth will run out of time. There are a lot of benefits to reminding ourselves often of this simple fact. You only have so much time. Once you understand this you can move to the next step of saying “I’m not wasting anymore” because wasting time is crazy town.

Compare time to actual cash for a moment here with me. You have $1,000 dollars and you will never get more than that. Would you give $100 to a stranger that disagrees with you about anything?? The keyboard warrior in you must win the argument on FB between you and the 2nd cousin of a guy you used to work with. Here you go Bryan (annoying 2nd cousin people are always named Bryan and they insist on spelling it with a Y) take my money that I’ll never get more of. Money well spent?? Seriously why waste the time and energy??

Now don’t forget poor me time. That is easily worth $250 in our time/money scenario we are currently discussing. How are people supposed to feel sorry for you if you don’t cry to anyone that will listen. Your problems are bigger and harder than everyone else’s so it makes sense to complain about them. Strong sarcasm there if you missed it. It is so important to reflect daily, weekly, and annually to realize exactly how much time you spend on this. I can’t imagine when standing at the pearly gates of Big Bang Theory anyone would say “Wow, I wish I had spent more time feeling sorry for myself.” Get up everyday like a champ with no snooze button, brush the crybaby crap off of you, and go make something happen for yourself. Sitting at home being a keyboard warrior waiting for the “great life stork” to bring you one is a bad plan. A really bad plan.

Let’s not forget the anger and “outrage” that comes up every time you check the news. How much time and money would like to spend freaking out on these things you can’t control?? Another $250?? Maybe only $200 here. I mean hey you got to hate the people that are out there hating. It is a scientific fact that the only thing that will stop hate is “good” hate and you are full of it!! By hating all day you have zero effect on you and those around you. When you are using good hate everyone is in a better mood. More sarcasm. Hate is hate and when you carry it around normal people can see it and they want no part of it. You know who wants to get a look at that hate filled sack on your back?? Other people with hate sacks weighing them down. There is no doubt you start to become the people you surround yourself with. Make sure the people in your circle know how to smile.

We haven’t gotten to actual happy times and over half your money is gone. Remember there are no redos and no ATM to get more when you are running out. Still think it isn’t important to take a moment to reflect on how your “money/time” are being spent?? When you get into a groove in life, each day mirrors the one prior, each week looks the same, and suddenly five years go by and that “groove” is a rut that has you sucked in. With no clue what to do at this point you simply hit the gas, spin the tires like mad, but still only end up in a deeper rut on the same damn road. That’s a bummer man.

How do I get out of the rut Bucky?? I want to spend my money on cool stuff. Good. Spend $300 finding ways to help others. Helping others in life is how you change your life around. I don’t know how or why it works that way, but it does. The more kindness you show, the more help and selfless acts you do for others, and staying away from the hate sack people (I personally love this term now and will use it often) will make your life more fulfilling and enjoyable. Easy way to prove me wrong. Do this for one month and then tell me I’m full of shit. I dare you!

Truthfully I don’t even know if the money analogy works in this blog, but I have no time to think of a new one today. Haha. See what I did there. Time is precious. That is the point. I write this as a reminder to myself more than anything. They say to best way to remember/learn something is to teach it. Whoever they are nailed that one. Although sometimes “they” say eat Taco Bell and that group of they are liars. Just kidding not really. I hate Taco Bell. There I said it. Now my hate sack has a Taco Bell sticker on it. Dang it.

Be kind to others.

FknBucky

Jan

Murph-Dog and the flight attendant

By Bucktown 1 Comment

Categories: Uncategorized
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

Mar

Love your neighbor

By Bucktown 1 Comment

Categories: learning and Uncategorized
Tags: alone, anger, anxiety, apartment, argue, desperate, facebook, food, help, helping other, high road, house, leg up, love, negative, neighbor, positive, quarantine, resources, tp

Happy quarantine. Maybe with everyone stuck inside more than three people will actually read this. Desperate times.. I have been inside my apartment now for about nine days. I went to McDonalds this weekend to get a Big Mac simply because I had to do something. It is weird seeing people, I usually want to talk to them, now I have anxiety and must get away.

I have decided that I will do the right thing and stay put. I don’t want to drag this virus to a relatives house in another part of the country even though I would love to be with them than here alone. I have plenty of food, TP, guns, and ammo. This means I can wipe my ass, while eating a burrito, and shoot you at the same time. I love America.

I’m amazed at such a trying time to still see people arguing on FB about this and that. We are in a time where we all need to come together and make things more tolerable for those around us. People are hurting. Take a second before hitting send on that next comment and enlightening the world your negative shit opinion, take a breath and think how is this going to make the situation better???? Regardless of what side you are on or how noble, correct, and perfect you are the fact is negativity is negativity.

Find a way to change your thinking while we are stuck inside with nothing to do. Instead of getting pissed off the rest of the world isn’t just like you try to wish people a safe time and that you’ll be praying for their family. Imagine if everyone did that. What you put out always comes back. You know you’re a good person so now is the time to act like it. We can’t give hugs right now, but you can certainly say a kind word. It is free too so your non working ass has no excuse about not being able to afford being kind.

This is what we can all try, God/Bing Bang Theory knows we have plenty of time on our hands. Right before you blast that comeback out that will put that SOB in his place because he/she deserves it for being sooo stupid take a step back. Once a day at least take a large step back. Then erase the negative, take the high road, and make it positive. There are a lot of people suffering and scared right now needlessly. We have plenty of resources in this country for everyone to have TP, Food, and shelter. Stop using your energy to throw toxic BS out on the internet trying to change someone’s mind that is 1,529 miles away and look around your own neighborhood/town.

Once you open your eyes and look for ways to have a POSITIVE impact on the world around you plenty of opportunities will show up. Trust me you can take a day off from arguing on FB. In fact the world most likely will be better for it. I’m as guilty as the rest of you and write this as a reminder to myself to not get sucked into the negative rabbit hole but rather find ways to help out those less fortunate than myself. You can make a difference if you only try.

Think about it,

FknBucky

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