Posts Tagged ‘week

16
Jun
22

Sometimes I want to punch the world

By Bucktown 1 Comment
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Look at the pretty lights Bucky and ignore the chaos around you. It worked last night for a while. I meant every word in that blog yesterday. Some days are harder than others to ”Be Present” and blam today happened. I can’t explain why life works out this way, but I can share it with you so you understand you’re not alone. Or maybe I’m hoping one of you will share a story with me so I don’t feel alone. Facebook, Instagram, Tic Tok, Paddy whack, give a dog a bone is all BS. Nobody is happy all the time and most of the photos you see from “influencers” are fake. They use your ”like” exactly the same as a politician uses your vote. To better their portfolios, enrich themselves, and once they have it they move on to the next forgetting you exist. You are now number 183,085 and nothing else.

I got sidetracked there. I got back from my magic walk last night and made a massive bowl of dip. It is my new thing. I found a recipe online to get me started and I’ve been using different things to make it my own. If you’ve ever had the pleasure to eat something I cooked you know I don’t mess around. Everything is fresh and from scratch. The Apple Pie that started this, the blueberry cheesecake, chicken tortilla soup, beef stroganoff, tator tot casserole, and don’t forget the cinnamon rolls! I use sour cream, plain yogurt, jalapeños, spinach, green onions, cucumbers, and strawberries in this masterpiece. Everything fresh and blended together with a bunch of seasonings. I’m happy to share if you want to be the coolest person at your 4th of July party. Well 2nd coolest. Everyone knows the guy or gal that shoot a bottle rocket from their butt crack is the coolest person on Earth. If you serve veggies with homemade dip while shooting a bottle rocket out of your butt is guaranteed to make you a LEGEND. Ask my brother Jer about being a LEGEND, but NEVER give him bottle rockets or a lighter.

Morning time. Always a challenge with the leg spasms. Some days they are crazier than others, but it is 100% going to be the first thing I deal with every morning. Just think if 3/4’s of your body decided to cramp at the same moment. It is violent, painful, and usually results in me falling over backwards or sideways. If I’m ”lucky” I will be able to grab a table, bed, sofa, or anything to prevent the paralyzed backflip I’m trying to do. Maybe I could do the ParaOlympics… FknBucky takes the gold in the flip over backwards to smash the back of your head onto the concrete floor. Concrete is not soft if you aren’t sure. This morning I was saved by the night stand next to my bed as it prevented the chair from going all the way over.

I now know it is going to be like that today. I get dressed and cruise out to the kitchen so I can try this awesome dip I made yesterday evening. I take GREAT CARE with the bowl of dip on my lap because of the spasms. I currently have a work bench set up in my living room because I can. I put the dip on said workbench and start looking at some emails while I’m crushing some celery and dip. It is fantastic. I’m super stoked on my awesome culinary skills. BLAM spasm. My elbow goes straight into the bowl of dip. Right in the center of it. I’m going down and grab at anything I can to stop that from happening. Everything but me falls. 3 seconds ago I was patting myself on how great the dip turned out. Now I’m wearing half of it and see the other half all over my floor. It took me a good amount of time to make that dip and now it is gone.

Anger is an emotion and in this case it can be a verb. I was sad as well. All that work. All the money spent. All the time I spent. All of it on my floor. No five second rule here. Just a massive mess that needs to be cleaned up. As you can guess leaning all the way over cleaning up dip is not the easiest task a person can do. Very frustrating. You might be asking ”What is the point here Bucky??”

There isn’t one. What is the reason my hard work is on the floor?? Sometimes life is a real jerk. Nothing you can do about that. What you can do is control your attitude and your reaction to moments like this. I could have handled it better today, but I was mad. Being mad was wasted energy though. It did nothing to better my situation as I threw something that knocked over my Grapefruit flavored Celsius. Now my remote, phone, and some paperwork is soaking wet because I threw a tantrum. Pretty stupid.

I got more ingredients today. I’ll make more. Just like yesterday I need to remember the blessings. I have a great career and own my own company, I have amazing friends, my family loves me (well most of them), I have an amazing fur friend, and most importantly I wake up everyday being FknBucky. I write and share these moments for 2 reasons. First – I want it out of my head. Once I write about a situation I can stop thinking about it. Secondly – I hope that people that read this will drop the anchors of negativity they drag around, realize crap happens to everyone, and learn to tackle their problems with a smile.

FknBucky

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Our brother Ryan Cooper is still waiting for justice. Please never stop saying his name and asking who did this?? We will learn what happened and hold that person accountable.

24
Sep
21

What if vs when

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Another week comes to an end. Summer 2021 has come to an end. In a week we will be in the last quarter of this year. How does time go by so fast?? I do quite a bit of reflecting on my life. I don’t mean looking back with regrets, but looking back to see how much progress I’ve made on my goals for life. I only have one question for you. If not now, then when??? When will you start your own business, when are going to travel to the place you dream of, when are you going to talk with the cute girl at the office?? If you start looking at life with ”when” instead of “what if” you will find it to be more rewarding.

What if is what dreamers ask. They secretly wish this and that happened or will happen with no real plan. Days, months, and years go by without any tangible progress towards the ”what if” you keep saying to yourself. What if I move? What if I go back to school? What if I talk to her? What if I go out on my own? While asking yourself these questions can be useful, it can also lead to negative thinking that always finds a way of coming true. In life you ALWAYS get what you think about. Read the book ”The Secret” if you haven’t already. If you have read it again. The issue of asking “what if” is the answers you give yourself. If I move, I won’t have friends there, if I go back to school and fail, if I talk to her she might not like me, and if I start my own business and don’t make it????

The negative answers always come and now you have already been unsuccessful without doing a darn thing. Seems like a bad plan to make your life awesome. Change your way of thinking by simply using a different word. When I move I’ll have the opportunity to start with a clean slate and the reality is your friends aren’t going anywhere. When I go back to school I’ll be on my way to building my self confidence, learn new skills, and be on way to making more money doing something I love. When I talk with her I may find out she has been waiting on my dumbass to say hello. When I start my own business I can finally start to do things my way and stop making others money.

I started my own business 2 years ago. COVID didn’t help, but there will always be challenges. If it wasn’t COVID there would be something else to overcome. Regardless of skin color, gender, rich, poor, sexuality, or any of the other labels media and politicians use to divide us there will be problems. If your parents did their job you will have no problems identifying them and solving them. You don’t understand Bucky. Some random guy called me a racist word in the grocery store parking lot. Perfect now you have an excuse to be angry and complain the world is against you. You give a lot of power to some ignorant moron you’ll never see again. I say ”Fuck that guy.” Not literally. Move on and forget it. Explain to me how arguing with idiots helps you reach your goals…

The beauty of being a ”when” thinker is you will subconsciously start to put a date on it. When I talk to that girl tomorrow I’ll know if she is interested or not, allowing me to stop wasting energy on the ”what if”. You might find out her Dad is the racist you ran into at the Piggly Wiggly which helps you decide if you want to raise little white power babies. Racism isn’t funny Bucky. Thanks for pointing out some obvious shit. Now move on and take this big sack of worthless anger with you. I hope one day you learn to just leave it and not fill that sack up in the first place. Lots of great people in this world, don’t waste time on crappy people, and learn to ask yourself “when” instead of “what if”.

Many times the things that I write are a reminder to me instead of a ”lesson” to you. I get caught up with the anger, the sadness, the fear of failure, and the worthless habit of blaming others for my problems. That last one will be another blog coming soon, but for today I really hope you use this blog as motivation to reflect on your own life to see what questions you’re asking.

I wrote this at 4 AM this morning, but just getting around to sharing it now. Not sure where this all came from, but it sounded good to me. I’m a when person and not a what if.

FknBucky

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11
Apr
21

Barry to the rescue!!

By Bucktown 1 Comment
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It is 3:52 AM right now and my leg spasms have decided I’ve had enough rest for Saturday night/Sunday morning. Frustrating, but it is what it is. I am really excited about researching for my “dog week” blog. A small bit of advice don’t google “Amazing bitch stories” when looking for heart warming female dog stories. I think I need to put some parental controls on my IPad. I also want to add that I’m very concerned about the human race. Some weird people out there. Dang. You ever want to feel good about yourself just google some stuff. I guess if it makes you happy and you’re not hurting anyone else knock yourself out, but this is America and I’m still free to make a weird face and say “That is screwed up”.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

FknBucky

10
Apr
21

Happy Birthday Annie and Dog Week/Day One

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Happy Saturday my friends. Yesterday as some of you saw on FB was Annabel’s 1st birthday. If you do not know who Annabel is, she is my border collie puppy that I’m so so blessed to have. In honor of her 1st year of life I am going to write a blog everyday for the next week focusing on awesome dog stories. I love these amazing friends so much. I haven’t had kids and don’t think I will although I refrain using the word never. I am a pretty awesome dog Dad and my Uncle abilities are second to no one. I truly love kids as they are the future and seeing the world thru a 6 year olds eyes is simply the best. We get all wrapped up in our adult BS drama many times forgetting to just play make believe for a few minutes.

I lost Murphy who just about everyone on the planet knew. She was amazing and taught me so much about myself, life, and I’m not kidding when I say she most likely saved my life. Life can be extremely difficult and sometimes a paw on the knee with some kind eyes staring at you saying lets go outside and throw a ball make all the stress melt away. If you haven’t had a dog friend in your life, I assure you that you’re missing something special and I hope you find one soon.

To start this week of dog awesomeness I have a quick story about Annabel. I have posted a few videos of her completely going crazy over cardboard boxes. I get packages almost everyday for one reason or another. When she was tiny tiny I would encourage her to chew up empty boxes. She loves it and it still makes me laugh every time she tears into one.

When she was little little I was watching her eye something from her little dog bed. The dog bed was about 6” tall so she had to “jump” down as she was only 6” tall at the time. Her prey was a cardboard box that happened to be sitting to close to this ferocious beast. I watched Annie jump off her bed, charge this box, and then go inside of this box while she pushed it across the floor. She was gaining speed across my cement floor when she had a very sudden stop running into the base of my steel standing frame. She bounced back and looked a little dazed from the head butt. Puppy vs steel bar only has one winner. As I witness this chaos Annie decides that it was the box that had caused her pain. You simply must watch the below video.

https://www.icloud.com/photos/#0ZsNC99A_hX9PWryFXVg6CDrw

She got up with a look of “must kill” and attacked that box. If you haven’t seen a 10 week old puppy go full on Rambo on a cardboard box you simply haven’t lived. She was so mad at that stupid box. It is one of my favorite memories now and I think about that every time she starts attacking a box. Life isn’t about how big of a house you have, how new your car is, or how much money you have. At least it isn’t in my opinion which means nothing. Agree or disagree I don’t actually care. I don’t waste time worrying about what other people think about me.

Remember to be present for things right now. Don’t stress about things you can’t control. I know these are easier said than done, but if you make conscious choices to limit the amount of time you stress out on things you will reprogram yourself to let it all go.

Happy Birthday Annabel. Thank you for making my life so much better.

Thank you and remember to do random acts of kindness.

FknBucky

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