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07
May
25

Change

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Hump day!! Que the camel. Those commercials are great. The first time I saw it I thought “this is stupid” and then I was bombarded with it 79 times a day for 3 years straight until I started to yell “HUUUMMMP DAAAY” in the office. We fear change no matter what it is, distrust the unknown, and simply accept what is normal EVEN if it isn’t good for us. Why Bucky? What did I tell you yesterday about asking me questions?? Don’t worry I already forgot too.

Fearing the unknown is in our DNA. We are programmed to just go with what we know. That is why advertisers spend BILLIONS of dollars every year to show you their product over and over again. Insurance agencies (I hate them), food, beer, and on and on do this because they know if they get you to buy just one time you are likely to simply choose their product the next time instead of trying something new. Every thing you do has been calculated, discussed, and agreed upon in a board room somewhere two years before you make that decision. Creepy huh.

I recently heard a quote that has stuck with me and I’m going to share it with you. For free. Don’t worry I don’t expect you to do anything with it. Heck I’m surprised you have spent 45 seconds reading this blog. Please do not panic I assure you that video of puppies licking windows will can be there when you be done getting more smarter by reading this. Yeah I wrote it that way on purpose. Ready for some mind blowing knowledge? “If you’re not changing it, you’re choosing it.” Read it again.

When you accept something that means you are choosing it. I accept my salary. I accept my job. I accept my body. I accept my childrens behavior. That means you choose those things. No I don’t Bucky!! I want a better paying job, I want better health, I want my children to not act like a-holes…. You can say those things, but the facts are simple and everyone can see them. If you aren’t actively working to change the things in your life it proves you made the decision you like them the way they are. Yeah, I had to realize I was making crap decisions for myself too, but the revolution came once I had the epiphany that I held the power to improve EVERYTHING.

I just like this picture of Annie from yesterday so I added it. Back to actual blog now….

A simple 15 minute workout. Reading a book for an hour at night instead of watching a Criminal Minds rerun (love that show) for the 9th time. Putting the beer down and spending time with kids doing something constructive instead of leaving them to fend for themselves until bedtime. I’m not a parent, but it doesn’t take a genius to know kids just want you to pay attention to them and will do whatever it takes to get time from you. Why not make it positive is all I’m saying?

If you’re not changing it, you’re choosing it. I know you didn’t read it again like I told you so I decided to write it again. It is cool the more I write it the more I will follow my own advice. I write for me and simply decide to share with you. I choose to lead by example in everything I do. I’m most accountable to myself and believe you should do the same. Stop worrying about what other people think because they don’t give a crap about you. In fact they want you to suck. It makes them feel better about their crap decisions. The best thing you can do to get back at anyone that ever doubted you is to succeed and become amazing! I promise that will never happen if you don’t start doing something different.

FknBucky

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30
Jun
24

Same Caramel Different Day

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ZERO fat???? I asked. “Yes” was the reply. I had just mixed up my scrambled eggs up with butter, bacon, and love. I didn’t even get one bite when the doctor came in and looked at my kidney drain. Not one bite. The drain was cloudy. Cloudy is bad.

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If I wanted to go home I had to commit to a zero fat diet for two weeks. Not idea what that entailed, but what the heck, I wanted to sleep in my own bed so I agreed. How hard could it be?? Turns out there is fat in Häagen Dazs. The world hates me is my only conclusion. All the things I love have fat in them.

My sister helped clear out the bad and shopped for the healthy before she picked me up to take me back to the apartment. I’m lucky to have a great group of family and friends. I spent yesterday cleaning and organizing my bedroom. You see the last five plus years have been insanely hard on me due to this darn infection, but I couldn’t see it. My energy went down, my pain went up, and life in general slowly began to downgrade allowing my world to descend into chaos. Fancy way to say my home is a mess.

While organizing and cleaning my bedroom I found something the sister missed. A large piece of caramel I bought a few days ago while at the the mall. You know the candy store by the door with insanely yummy everything.. I loaded up before surgery thinking if things go bad my corpse will be full of chocolate goodness. I lived so I was a man with way too much sugar in his system and a leftover caramel in his bedroom.

My first thought was I’m eating this M Eff’er right now. Then I remembered who I am. FknBucky? Nope. Bucky? Nope. Allen? Nope. I am a man of character and self discipline. I haven’t always won every battle in my life, but I’m not losing this one. I take a bite and it will taste amazing. After 57 hours of ZERO fat I’ve earned a little yummy. Bull$h!t. The goal to reach is two weeks.

I take that bite and all I’ll taste is guilt and failure. I’ve done that before and learned that lesson. Not this time. My character isn’t for sale. I will wait two weeks and that bite will be one of power and satisfaction. That little caramel bite will give me strength for the next battle that will surely come.

We all have it in us. Wait it out.

FknBucky

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This meme just made me laugh.

15
Aug
23

Just Go

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I replied “See you in five hours”.

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

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

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

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

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

FknBucky

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The Podcast is coming. Your drive home will never be the same!!

09
Aug
23

Hope

By Bucktown 2 Comments
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Time goes by so darn fast. A day here, a day there, a week, a month, and inevitably years.. I just like all of you allow myself to be fooled by the biggest genius I know. Me. If you don’t look up to yourself how can you expect anyone else to?? In this exact moment you still have time to change. I don’t know how much time you have, but as long as you’re alive there is always hope. Hope. Easy word to say, but sometimes when we need it the most, it becomes impossible to find. You look everywhere. In this spot and that spot, in this person and that person, ripping everything you know apart until you sit down out of breath and defeated. Funny and not funny, you had it the whole time. Inside of you. You simply forgot how turn it on.

How do I turn it on Bucky?? By believing in yourself. Confidence. Read the books. Take the classes. Find a mentor. Make yourself better. I write this “message” because I need to hear it. I need to be reminded. I haven’t posted in a long time. I’ve written a ton, but haven’t shared. I have to teach myself that I can get my point across in less than 1,200 words.

Turn your hope back on. Right now. Best way to create that spark is to give someone else hope. A hug. A compliment. A quick “I believe in you.” You are enough. The greatest thing about losing something is the fact you can find it.

FknBucky

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11
Dec
22

Checking Boxes

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Good morning friends. Crazy week in the world. I wrote a blog about the prisoner exchange, but don’t feel like posting it. I have an opinion about it, but so does everyone else. I will simply say a couple of things and feel free to disagree. Sharing ideas and opinions is how the world gets better if you can be patient enough to listen to people and not shout them down. Your value as an American citizen should never be measured in how many boxes you check. I find that to be disgusting and it is simply one side deciding what is most beneficial to get votes. One more thing. The gun control crowd lost. You can’t tell law abiding citizens they can’t have a gun, but let a man called “The Merchant of Death” out of prison. It is estimated he is responsible for putting weapons in the hands of really bad people who used those weapons to kill hundreds of thousands of people. No no no Bucky, you got it wrong. We traded him for a gay, black, woman that we can use to solicit votes in 2024.

Okay. I’m done with that, but it does help me bring up a much brighter topic. How Bucky?? I’m getting to that. You should know by now I don’t reveal the reason for the blog until the 3rd paragraph. I framed my nieces art work the other day and it is my new favorite art on my wall. People spend $300,000 for a hand carved Italian marble alligator penis for their wall. For the record you are still a D-Bag, but now you are a D-Bag with a 300k alligator penis on your greeting room wall. Sometimes I hate other humans. Actually, most times I hate other humans, but not you. You’re cool because you read FknBucky. You’re cooler if you share the message.

I woke up and had the urge to hear a song I love. It is called “Things I’ve Seen” by the Spooks. The first time I heard it, I thought this is the soundtrack to my life. .I started to post it on FB, but thought I should expand a bit and make it a blog. Now we are here. I took a screenshot of the post I almost posted. I want to express that you should stop waiting to check off things from your bucket list. You should actively be thinking of different adventures you want to have in the next 3 months, 6 months, or in a year. Write those things down and put it where you see it everyday. Write it on your bathroom mirror. Write it on a post it note and put that up on your turned off TV so when you reach for the remote you will see your list, and work on that instead of watching the season finale of Keeping up with Kim’s big butt for the third time.

If you don’t have goals then you have nothing to reach for. That is sad. No goals means you don’t read books, take classes, work out, and pretty much just exist. What is it you do everyday that will make your life different in 6 months, a year, or in a decade from now. Take a look around you, go look in the mirror, and check your bank account. If you are 100% happy with what you see stop reading this blog and pat yourself on the back. You’re done, but if you want a more fulfilling life read on. Learn how to set goals and then start reaching them. Make small ones at first so you can begin to feel the pride of reaching a goal. Skip eating ice cream for a week. JUST KIDDDING. Never skip ice cream. That is a stupid idea. I eff’ing love ice cream.

Set things that are attainable and will help you become a better human. Tell yourself no road rage for this work week. Just let the car merge, don’t chase the guy who cut you off, and forgive the guy doing 60 in the left lane. It isn’t his fault, he is driving his alligator penis home and after spending 300K on something so stupid, it is a given that he drives slow in the passing lane. FYI – It is not a fast lane. It is a passing lane. If you ain’t passing, get out the left lane. Okay I got sidetracked again.

Learn to meditate. Learn to listen to yourself and ask what experiences do you want to have before you die?? Put everything down. Make goals for the day, week, month, year, and beyond. Appreciate the feeling of accomplishment you get when you start checking off boxes on your list. Told you I could tie it all in. If you want a better more fulfilling life you simply have to make yourself better. Read books on things important to you. Thousands of successful humans have written books about how they did it, and you’ve never read even one of them. You want a Kim K lifestyle, but put in ZERO effort to achieve it. No person is going to show up with a bag of money for you because you sat around a fire pit drinking Busch Light for the last 5 years. If they did, Traer, Iowa would be the richest town in America.

Here is the formula for success: Set goals, hate Russia, always read FknBucky, and share Bucky’s blog with everyone you know. I have FknBucky stickers now, and yesterday I got my first car. Proud moment to see my blog on someone’s car.

Remember to Love Who You Are Today, Tomorrow is Not Guaranteed.

FknBucky

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24
Nov
22

UnThankful

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Turkey Day. Family. Being thankful. I drove to Alabama yesterday which sucked. Too many other drivers on the road. I wish I could just zap them all to disappear like ships in the Bermuda Triangle. For the record, I hate people.

I say blah to Thanksgiving. We pass it over and head straight to Christmas anyway. Some say it is racist. A racist holiday to spend time with your loved ones and take a day to express your thankfulness for all the blessings in your life. When you explain it like that, it makes total sense. Stupid racist Thanksgiving people. I say we switch it up from now on.

Take this Thursday in November to be a selfish prick. Eat all you want, diets be darned, and fall asleep with your pants unbuttoned with the NFL games playing on TV. Make it 24 hours of all about you time. Thankful. Not today.

Instead of being thankful one day a year, how about we be thankful 364 days a year. Take the one day to hate on everyone, get drunk on wine all day, and eat a huge meal you most likely did not pay for or help prepare. Don’t thank the cooks. Eat with your hands after 7 tequila shots while cursing in front of the kiddos. I just described every holiday of my 20’s…

I just find it fake. It is like 9-11 when you post a “never forget” meme, but forget about it the next day. Did you donate to a fund to help first responders with illnesses directly from being at ground zero??? I’m making a point. I’m so “thankful” today. Tomorrow AM I will be complaining that I don’t have as big of a TV as my neighbor and that is society’s fault. My neighbor works overtime while I spend my free time drinking beer and smoking weed, but it is not fair he/she has a nicer car than I do.

Okay I’ve beat you up enough. You don’t need a holiday to be thankful and appreciate the blessings you currently have. You can start by no longer measuring your happiness with things. Happiness is a choice, an emotion that cost no money, and if you don’t have a lot of it the only person to blame is yourself. Be accountable for you and own your choices. Best part of that is every single day you can wake up and make new choices. Choose to read a book, take a class, call an old friend, end a feud with a loved one, or anything. Pick someone and do a kind thing for them randomly.

About a year ago I decided to send my niece handwritten letters for fun. Getting mail as a 7 year old is a pretty big deal. It takes 5 minutes to write up a message and maybe $.50 for a stamp. I wait for no holiday or birthday. I just do it. I put some cheap stickers in it and I’m told the excitement is massive when it shows up. I’ve gotten a couple letters in return, and it is pretty exciting to see a crayon colored butterfly mixed in with credit card offers and hospital bills. I’m thankful for those butterflies every time I open the fridge. Best art in my home.

My overall point is this. Make every day of your life Thanksgiving. Appreciate the blessings you have right now. A wife, girlfriend, kids, friends, family, food, clothes, shelter, neighbors, and all the rest. I come across a lot of unthankful people everyday and honestly it makes me sad. Negative energy is contagious. Here is a mind blowing thought. Positive energy is also contagious. What do you want to be known for??? If you want things to be different in the future change the decisions you make today.

I truly hope all of you have blessed day with friends and family.

Love Who You Are Today, Tomorrow is Not Guaranteed.

FknBucky

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18
Nov
21

Choose Wisely

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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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11
Nov
21

Going to make a Phone Call

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Justice for Ryan Cooper. I think about it every single day. I don’t understand with all the tools law enforcement has why don’t we have someone in custody for this horrible crime. You are missed and loved Ryan. Busch Light Brotherhood (includes the ladies) will never forget you and never stop looking for who is responsible.

It is Veterans Day. What does that mean to you?? Do you think about it?? I’m willing a bunch of people don’t give it a thought. Not those that read my blog because you are patriots and I appreciate every one of you. Keep reading, keep helping others EVERY DAY, and most of all keep making yourself better. Listen to Jim Rohn. I’ve sent his seminar to over 20 people to help them thru hard times.

We are free in this country. I do believe that is an enormous responsibility to not piss it away. In name of ”good” there are individuals willing to trade a little freedom for the easy road. Not me. I will overcome any obstacle and have proven that to myself more times than I can count. You can walk up to a military person and say ”Thank you for your service” and feel good about yourself the rest of the day. Words are crap. Lots of people say lots of things. You want to honor the men and women of the military?? Use your freedom for more than standing on a street corner holding a sign that says ”Poor Me, Life is hard”.

I believe the book ”Lone Survivor” should be mandatory reading for all high school kids. It is the only book I had to put down because I was crying to hard to read. I still remember the moment. I was living at La Jolla Palms in San Diego area, I bawled like hungry baby as I read those words, and relived the battle with author Marcus Luttrell. The bravery and sacrifice these warriors make without question is impossible to repay. Want to thank a Veteran?? Pick up a book. Read about the things these men and women go thru on the battlefield. Work at becoming a better human every single day of your life. You are free to educate yourself in this awesome country.

The four frogmen that went out to find a really bad guy, but 3 goat herders came up on top of them blowing their cover. They were faced with an impossible situation. Kill the herders so they would not be able to alert the massive amount of Taliban fighters very close by. They knew if they killed these unarmed goat herders they would most likely face a court martial. Simply tying them up could cause them to die and then a herd of goats would just be wandering around. The last choice of let them go and get ready for a very bad fight. This is what they did and the bravery is off the charts.

The Taliban fighters came at them fast and relentlessly. A chance to kill some elite American Seals would be very useful in the propaganda machine they used to control the mountain people. I believe the average education there is about 3rd grade level. Intelligent people are harder to control and manipulate. Hmmm if only someone had said the best way to honor the sacrifice made by military people is to educate yourself…. For the record reading the shampoo bottle while you poop does not count. It did not take long for the Seals to get pinned down by the Taliban and stuck without an exit plan. They were in trouble, but had no phone signal from their positions. Insert Lieutenant Michael Murphy.

Mike Murphy is a legend and always will be. He was incredibly respected by his Seal peers and by everyone that knew him. As the ”leader” of the four seals it was on him to get help on the way. He looked at his friends and said I’m going to make a phone call. He left the safety of their cover to get a phone signal. I’ve done this a hundred times, but never with a few hundred enemy fighters surrounding me and constantly shooting AK-47’s at me. He knew what was going to happen and did it anyway. Out in the open he called back to base and told them they were in big trouble and going to die without help. Mike Murphy died making that phone call. On a mountain in Afghanistan fighting for who knows what with rules and regulations that cost lives of wonderful people.

War is horrible. The reality is freaking horrible. Bad things happen. That is why it is called war and not fun. There is a lot more to this story, but I’m going to stop here. If you haven’t read the book make time to do that. It is an important story to know and we as a country owe it to those young men to actually remember. Never forget is a crap meme people put on their Facebook page on Sept 10-12. Don’t be one of those people. Read, educate yourself, and make a positive difference in your community. Pick up trash, play checkers with old people, make sandwiches for homeless people, or anything you think of that will simply make your environment a little better.

We get so caught up in this holiday and that holiday. They are just days like the other 364. Take time every day to make a positive difference. I truly believe the greatest way to honor our Veterans is to have pride in our communities, to educate ourselves and our children about why freedom is so precious, and simply be proud to say ”Fuck yeah! I’m American!!”

FknBucky

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07
Nov
21

Fallen Leaves

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As mentioned before I will ask anyone that knows anything to please talk with authorities. Ryan Cooper was one of the kindest humans to be on this planet and his time here was cut short by some horrible person. I have other adjectives, but won’t put them in print. He deserves justice and I truly believe those responsible will be found and punished.

I look at the world objectively I think. I see things and think about them, analyze movements, differences from one time to another. I have a few friends that I’ve made along the way that can read situations and people as if they have a huge blinking sign above them. I’m kind of good at this sort of thing, but the few friends I speak of don’t even know they have this gift. One of them is a friend from high school and none of you would believe me if I told you who it was. I am in awe of it.

It is fall. It is cold. There are leaves everywhere. The ground, the road, sidewalks, my patio, and simply everywhere. I took Annie for a walk this AM and looked at all the leaves on the ramp we take everyday to the neighborhood we walk in. I remembered playing with her last year when she was about 6 months old. She loved the leaves. They crackled and I threw them in the air like bubbles a small child would blow. She would chase them around jumping and playing like those leaves were the coolest thing ever. It was fun, innocent, and a memory I have now. I didn’t think much of it until I watched her run up that ramp for the 900th time today and pay no attention to those leaves. One year ago they were the greatest, now they are nothing.

It happens to all of us. Things that were a must have one day become trivial and needless the next. A certain set of legos, a pair of shoes, a car you just have to have. As we get older we experience less “new” in our lives. We allow it to happen and it starts out very slow. Growing up there are lots of news. New toys, new friends, new experiences, traveling, sex, relationships, clubs, bars, drugs, drinking, and the list can go on, but at some point things become the same. The same friends, the same relationship, the same bar, the same job. You drive the same route to work everyday passing the same yellow civic on their way to work at 7:45 AM.

I think people get bored. The adventure of life is gone. I fall into this trap. Maybe that is why I moved across the country to a state I’ve never been to before at 38 years old. I am addicted to the adventure of life. I want to see everything, talk to everyone, and understand every culture there is. I dream of sailing around the world, putting the anchor down in some place I’ve never heard of, and then making lifelong friends that live there. I can’t think of a better way to live. I would leave today if the opportunity presented itself. If you’re a female (at birth) and this sounds like send me a message and lets do some crazy shit. ha.

Some people thrive in a structured environment. I think I thrive in chaos. I love people and things that are unpredictable. The world isn’t filled with people like me, but with those that follow the rules and do what is normal from what I can tell. Truth is most people have the ”action” gene in them, but it gets drowned out by the sounds of Get a Job, Raise a Family, Pay your Taxes, and all the rest of the noise drilled into our heads as we grow up. I’m not sure what the point of this blog is, but I felt like writing about it. I guess it is just important to remember to throw some leaves in the air once in a while. Be unpredictable. Give someone you hate a $100 bill.

Don’t worship money or possessions as they mean nothing. Nice to have nice things, but you can’t appreciate them if you’ve never been without them. Live however you want as long as it doesn’t hurt others. I’m tired of people telling others what they should and shouldn’t do. Get out of the rut and do things that scare you. I learned how to bake an apple pie from scratch simply because I wanted to see if I could do it. Then I made sure that it is the greatest apple pie ever. I’m just like you and forget to enjoy the leaves of life from time to time, but I write this blog to remind all of us that they only thing holding you back from adventure is you.

I wish you all a wonderful Sunday. The best way to help yourself is to help others.

FknBucky

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18
Oct
21

Leash or no Leash…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

FknBucky

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