Posts Tagged ‘Poop

15
Jun
22

Be Present

By Bucktown 3 Comments
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How you doing blog readers?? I want to start off saying thank you for supporting my dream and reading my words. I appreciate it very much. I was just out with Annie on a very hot night here in the Queen City. It is 9 PM and still almost 90 outside. I was sweating like crazy throwing the frisbee and had to use the headlight on my Companion (Scooter attachment to wheelchair/ Retail as low as $2,500) to see where to throw it. This insanely bright light also attracted every bug for a 3 block radius so that was super awesome also. I was sweating like a lady of the night in church, bugs all over, and a very happy dog that just wanted me to hurry up and throw the frisbee over and over and over.

I’m a good dog Dad and threw the frisbee many many times for the second time today actually. I put a lot of pressure on myself thinking every blog has to be the most amazing thing I’ve ever written, but that leads to me not blogging often. The person that is hardest and most demanding of me, is me. I set the bar high and will never stop trying to be better everyday. You know my philosophy of helping a stranger everyday without acknowledgement and one you may not know is I want to learn something new everyday. New skill, new word, new friend, new viewpoint, or whatever you want. To me learning is fun. I don’t understand people that refuse to read, refuse to try something different, refuse to talk to someone that disagrees with them (I mean TALK, not scream at or call names), and just grow as a person.

Zooming back from frisbee session I’m annoyed. I’m thinking the heat sucks, bugs suck, the guy in that car sucks, I hate that stupid bird over there, and not even realizing how negative my thoughts had become. I took the corner and saw downtown Charlotte all lit up which is pretty cool at night. My thought right then was “Man it is awesome being alive” and everything changed in an instant. Suddenly it wasn’t so hot, the bugs were gone, I still think the guy in the car sucks (not my fault he is a Ginger), and the bird was cool. His name was… Birds don’t have names or talk dummy. You guys/gals are gullible. ha. The reality was one simple view of the city got me back on the right path.

Life is a struggle. Accept that part of it. Fighting it or thinking somehow it will just get super easy one day is setting yourself up for guaranteed disappointment every time that nameless bird poops on your head. Hey, at least the Ginger didn’t poop on your head. My thought was I’m glad I’m present. What I mean by that is I was willing to let go of the junk and simply be present to recognize the blessings around me. I have an awesome dog, I have a great apartment in a fantastic city, I have a lot of great friends, and a wonderful family that I’m going to see in less than two weeks.

So I remind myself by writing this blog to be present in the moment. Enjoy the time we are blessed with on Earth. Be kind to others, compliment a random stranger on their shirt, shoes, car, hair, or whatever as it will make them stand a little taller and love their moment. A simple “wow, you look great today, that shirt is awesome” can make all the difference in the world to the right person. Hug your family and tell them how important they are to you. You don’t have to wait for a moment, a person, or anything to be a beacon of positivity in your life. BE THE POSITIVE.

It sounds so simple, but many many people on Earth will never get it or practice it.

Appreciate you all,

FknBucky

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The world misses you Ryan Cooper. You have not been forgotten and I pray everyday the horrible person that did this to you will be brought to justice.

20
Sep
21

Just Fix it

By Bucktown 1 Comment
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A lot of time has gone by since I’ve written a blog. Well one I’m actually going to share. It has been a hard summer personally for me and for a lot of people I know. I found myself going further and further into this funk that didn’t seem to brush off. I don’t know why and I couldn’t shake it off like I normally do. The hits kept coming. I’m strong, but even strong people only have so deep they can go. The deepest of wells that hold willpower eventually have a bottom. I came to the realization that no matter what I do next year is going to be harder than this one. The one after that will be harder yet. That is a tough thing to admit to yourself.

Truth is I need to get into shape and get my weight down. The COVID excuse is over and it is time to find some actual willpower. My shoulder is super sore. I have trouble transferring right now that leads me to fall trying to get into my van. Usually worse in the AM because of my spasms. When I lift to get into my van my whole body flexes and makes me go into the fetal position which makes it impossible to get my butt on the seat. Depending on the slope of the land around me my chair will either stay put or push away just far enough I can’t get back into it. Yeah I have to think that thru every time I park. I fell this AM getting into my van so that wound is still fresh.

I don’t tell you these things for sympathy, but rather so you see how real life is. I got up, continued my day with a smile, and left the anger, the hurt, and the weakness back in the parking lot. No reason to drag that bullshit around the rest of the day. I also found my way to shaking the funk off and it came from the easiest of things to do. Be myself. Just be Bucky and stop trying to analyze my problems to death. I’m fat. Lose weight. Pretty damn simple. We tend to overcomplicate the shit out of problems we face. Stop eating sugar/candy all day. Drink water instead of soda, Gatorade, and the rest of the crap. Willpower. Simple.

I also got back to doing for others. This is a huge part of my life. When my time is done and I’m standing at the gates of Big Bang Theory, I want them to say ”Wow Bucky, you made a difference everyday to someone’s life.” That to me is the most important thing I can do with my life. Just help others. Stop spending all day worrying about things you can’t/won’t solve overnight. I use my weight as the example here. Dwelling on it 24/7 is not going to speed the process up, but it will kill me on the inside if I don’t stop. Find ways to make the world better around you which will keep your mind from dwelling. You don’t have to go build a house with habitat for humanity right out of the gate. Baby steps.

I walk Annie in the same area almost every single day. There is a dog poop trash can that I deposit Annie’s little treasures into every day. I noticed on Thursday the lid was not attached any longer. The bolt had rusted out leaving the lid in limbo. This is a bag full of dog shit in 100 degree heat. To say it smells is, well true. It smells really really really bad. Having the lid on helps keep the smell down to a minimum. On Friday I went by and the lid is on the ground about 4 feet from the can. Not good. I thought man they need to fix that shit. Fast forward to Saturday. The lid is still on the ground and the smell is worse than Joe Biden’s breath. Hard to have fresh breath with your head up your ass all day. I instantly think “fuck it” I gotta fix this damn thing. It wasn’t hard and took very little time.

I went back to my apartment, found some bolts, and then went up to fix it. Two problems. First bolt was skinny enough, but not long enough to go thru both holes. Second ones were to fat and would not go thru the hole no matter how hard I pushed. So I gave up and said ”screw it”. Let someone else deal with it. ha. No chance. By the way if you are giggling at my bolts that is why we are friends. I went back to my apartment to look around for something to solve this problem. That is when I saw them. Almost standing with their hand up saying pick me!! You guessed it. Zip Ties. Suck it Poop Can. I’m came to win.

I put the lid back on and used two zip ties per side. It was dark outside and no one walked by while i was doing this so I’m not getting any credit for it. If you only do good things to get praise you need to rethink your philosophy. Do good things because it is the right thing to do. If you see something wrong and you have the ability to fix it, then do it. I grew up on a farm. You didn’t walk by problems with fixing it. It didn’t matter who was to blame for it, if you got credit for it, but it did matter it got done. Walking thru the barn and notice a bag of corn is leaking out then you fix it. Whether it was you or someone else, that bag of corn had to be picked up. We have gotten to a place that many people will say ”Look at that, how wasteful, someone should really pass a law saying corn should be sold in stainless steel packaging.”

Everyone is so focused on solving the problems of the whole damn country. Fix your own backyard. Help your neighbor. Stop trying to ”fix” some person in Rhode Island that don’t want you. Pick up that one split bag of corn and go about your life. Imagine a world where everyone took pride in their home and worked to make the world better by fixing their own neighborhood. Lead by example. Trust me, if you do it enough people will notice, and if you’re not a self righteous prick they will follow your lead.

Be awesome, be happy, and be the guy/gal that puts the lid on the shit bucket.

I hope you’re ready. FknBucky has a lot to say!

FknBucky

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13
Apr
21

Farming is the Life for ME!!

By Bucktown 1 Comment
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Dog week. I’m stuck in a Marriott tonight. My home away from home most of the time. I spend a lot of time in hotels so I pick Marriotts. They all have good and bad parts about them. I will say that I mysteriously got another free night added to my account about a week after I wrote that blog and had the fighting with them. I’ll take it, but I’m still mad at them. Honeymoon is over. I am however in room 130 at my favorite Courtyard. The one that they renovated and then set up how I asked them too. Still kinda surprised they actually put the stripper pole in, but I do spend a lot of money at Marriotts. I also spend money at the nudie bar. Now I can do both at the same time. I dare you to say you hate America. Not on my watch hippie.

None of that first paragraph had a dang thing to do with a dog. Awesome. I had intentions to get there, but stripper pole popped in the mind. All down hill from there. For the record I’m kidding. I don’t spend lots of money on Marriott. Sorry Mom. So I got to thinking about different dog stories I could use for tonight and about 3 minutes before I started typing I thought about the dogs we had on the farm. Some of you may know that I grew up on a dairy farm in Nothern Wisconsin. I did go to high school in Iowa, but until I was 12 years old I scooped poop everyday. Cow poop, calf poop, pig poop, My own poop, and the best part was even after doing it all day, the next day there was all new poop to scoop. So awesome.

Those cows were work. Milking every morning and every evening. I used to get up early with my sister and Mom to go do the morning milking before school. I’d head to school for some learning, my daily beat down from classmates as I was not cool and smelled like poop, only to come home and milk cows again. The next time your kid complains about taking the trash out, I need you to calmly walk up to them, and then punch them in the face. Twice. Once is boring and sends the wrong message. Two times lets them know you really freaking mean it. I don’t have kids so obviously my parental skills are perfect. Remember that.

Dogs. Okay. Fine. Stop whining. We had German Shepherds growing up. The first one I remember is Mickey. That dog was awesome. She knew where each cow was supposed to be. When the cows came in for milking they have assigned parking spots and when a cow went to the wrong one Mickey was there to help get her straight. You know these were working dogs that didn’t come in the house ever. It is a different kind of relationship with a dog like that compared to a Murphy or Annabel. Working dogs like Mickey are more like a co-worker. They have a job to do as a protector, referee (keeping cows in line), and command a type of respect that is admirable. Nobody would mess with us kids when Mickey and later Smokey were around. Our next dog was named Smokey because she would steal Dad’s Camel cigarettes and smoke them behind the barn. Oh shoot, my bad, that was Jeremy.

No Smokey was named that because she was a gray color. Hey I know a kid that had a Dalmatian named Spotty so don’t give me a hard time. You know who you are Weaver!! Ha. One way to find out if he reads this blog. I also had a pig that I named Miss Piggy. It was a boy pig. Ha. Just kidding. I only name girl dogs boy dog names. Ever wonder how Murphy got her name?? I plead the fifth. As a kid it is often very difficult to appreciate just how special somethings are simply because it is all you know. Those farm dogs were pretty amazing.

I’m very curious if any of you have a cool working dog story. I don’t think I remember any specific story about either of those dogs, but that’s okay. Please let me know if you do as I’d love to hear it. So remember Dogs are like stripper poles. It doesn’t matter where they are, they are always awesome.

Be kind to a dog today. Extra walk, extra treat, or just one more belly rub. They are worth it.

FknBucky

P.S. FknBucky shirts were officially ordered today. I have a couple of cool ideas for them so please be patient. Most likely around Mid-May I will be reaching out to all of you to make sure you have the newest coolest shirt just in time for Summer!! A little teaser. More info coming soon!!

27
Feb
21

Poop Bag Character

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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

12
Feb
21

Pick It Up.

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Yesterday we touched on stupid. Today we have stupid, lazy, entitled, jerk face people. I simply don’t get it. I’m glad I don’t understand otherwise I would be one of them. How do you look yourself in the mirror everyday knowing how big of a shit bag you really are. It doesn’t matter if you get away with it, it is a character thing and obviously you have NONE. If you are too lazy to pick up after your dog, do you even feed him/her??? Do you give them water or too lazy to do that as well???

This was just now on the sidewalk in front of my apartment complex. It is so disrespectful I barely have words to express it. I’m trying but in reality this is where violence is a much better choice. I want to grab this persons neck and shove their nose in the pile of dog shit until they get the message. PICK IT UP. I picked it because I’m a good human and to leave it wasn’t actually an option in my mind. There is a poop station 30 feet away with hundreds of bags and a trash bin to throw it away. There is no excuse except you are a self entitled asshole that deserves everything karma decides to do to you. There are no excuses and don’t even try saying I’m sorry when you get caught.

I think this should be a big deal with the city. I mean you can get a ticket for taking a whiz in public. Letting your furry best friend crap in the middle of a busy sidewalk and leaving it should get a night in jail. After you spend the night in jail with some awesome new friends you can spend 100 hours of community service walking around and picking up dog poop at the local dog parks.

I get it. Screw the rest of the world. Let that guy in the wheelchair roll thru it, the young family with a stroller cruise thru some shit, or maybe someone else walking their dog can step in it. You’re too good to pick up poop. Don’t get your little Prince/Princess hands dirty. I wish I knew where you lived so I could bring Annabel’s daily treasures by and smear it on your front door. It happens all the time people not picking up after their dog, but to leave it right in the middle of the sidewalk is a gigantic middle finger to the rest of the world. I’m usually a fan of such things, but this isn’t cool or sticking it to the man. It is a disrespectful FU to the rest of us little people simply trying to walk our dog around the block without getting dog shit stuck in my tire, on my clothes, and eventually all other the damn place.

One can only assume that you are the person driving slow in the left lane, you park in handicap spaces when driving your Grandmas car using the handicap placard thinking you made it in life, and you’re the guy that doesn’t take his turn buying a round of drinks. Keep lying to yourself thinking you are fooling the world and nobody sees the real crap leaving person you truly are. In the meantime I’ll keep picking up after my best friend leading by example and hoping the karma Gods forget about me and concentrate on having birds poop on your head every day.

Do random acts of kindness. The world and your life will be better for it.

FknBucky

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