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Nov

Great Moments

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Tags: anger, bad, Beach, dog, float, Fun, good, happy, Hate, Hawaii, helicopter, Life, love, moment, Moon set, nephew, No door, Oahu, opinion, sad, share, Sunset, surf, swim, Waikiki, waves, wheelchair

I’ve missed you. I have written a couple dozen blogs, but never get around to posting them. I just spent a week in Hawaii with a couple of my nephews. I’ve done a lot of cool things in my life, and I’ve done some very stupid things. It is what it is. I don’t dwell on the past or the “what if” questions that weak minded people like to waste time thinking about. It isn’t hard to change. When you start down that path of thinking, identify it, accept your reality, and then smile while moving on from the dark negative thoughts. No amount of “regret thoughts” will change your future or your present. It is a waste of energy and never ends up being a positive outcome.

I volunteer at the rehab center here in Charlotte. I go in when requested to talk with people that have recently had a traumatic injury. I change lives when I do this. It is also extremely difficult on me as I relive the accident that left me paralyzed. Recently I met with a gang member that was shot and paralyzed from the chest down like I am. He was miserable. Nothing I said made any difference to him as he was determined to stay angry and depressed. I left that encounter feeling confused. Instead of sharing my positivity with him, I picked up his negativity. I second guessed my decisions, my optimistic attitude, and started hating this wheelchair and all it represented.

I promise nothing good comes from that way of thinking. It took a few days to purge that encounter from my thoughts, but it bothered me that I let some stranger influence my mood and my life philosophy. I have a feeling I’m not the only one that falls victim to such a thing. WHY?? Why would I let that happen?? I honestly don’t know, but I will be more guarded the next time I’m in that type of situation. I’m not going to quit trying to help, but I will be more aware of taking someone else’s feelings with me. We all should. Don’t let people with no investment interrupt or influence our lives or our attitude about our lives.

This blog has taken a turn I didn’t expect, but I just start typing and let my thoughts write the message. The wisdom I’ve gained by seeing the world while sitting down can not be measured. I enjoy spending time with kids and share some of these thoughts with them. While in Hawaii I told my nephews that we accept the bad times in life in order to enjoy the great moments. A corner suite at the Marriott with ocean views on Waikiki Beach is one of those amazing moments in life. We can’t change the past so learn the lessons from it and then pay attention to your present.

I tell them to put their darn phones down and just enjoy the moment when awesome things happen. I mean take a quick video to show your friends and then put it down. Take the time to experience that moment. What does it smell like?? What sounds are around you?? Take notice of that euphoric feeling inside of you. You can lose a phone, someone can steal your property, but memories are free, you don’t need a bag to carry them, and I have a bank full of them. I will keep accepting my situation and make plans for great moments in my future.

Love who you are today. Tomorrow is not guaranteed.

FknBucky

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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

Jan

Murph-Dog and the flight attendant

By Bucktown 1 Comment

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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

Jan

Pull your pants up

By Bucktown 2 Comments

Categories: Uncategorized
Tags: anger, cursing, dog, enjoy, fall, family, floor, friends, happy, leg, Life, Pants, para, paraplegic, spasm, wheelchair

Okay it isn’t morning anymore, but I went back and forth on publishing this. I question how much I want to share about my personal shit, but in the end if I can help one person say “You know I could do better..” then it is completely worth it.

Friday morning. I’ve been up for a few hours already as my leg spasms have been brutal lately. They will literally kick nonstop until I get up. Worst alarm clock ever. The smile you see me with takes work. It is easy to be in a pissy mood or upset at things that are not perfect in life. It isn’t like I wake up, put my happy to be paralyzed pants on, and come out into the world to be an inspiration to you. Nope that is not how it works.

Usually my legs start kicking around 4 am. This followed by me rolling over 20 times praying I’ll find the perfect position to let me sleep another couple hours. It has been 18 years and that position is still a mystery to me, but I’m no quitter and still try every morning. Once I get angry enough I usually curse my legs, the bed, air, Obama, Trump, and anything else I can think of until I focus on Annabel. Then I have to use my nice voice or she thinks she is in trouble. Next time I train a dog I’m going to make yelling angry Bucky my normal voice and she will be in trouble when I start talking like a pansy.

I usually spend 10-15 minutes trying to get my pants on first thing in the day. My spasms make it extremely difficult as they fight me every inch. Annie also thinks my pants are the greatest tug of war partner ever. I mean my legs kick at her while she is fighting my pants so she is like game on!! It is funny cause I tell her no every time, but she always be back again. I guess she is no quitter either. My morning spasms are so strong that I have to back up next to a wall, my bed, or anything while putting pants on because they will spasm violently causing me to fall over backwards. This has happened more times than I can count. When I go over backwards I know my head is going to hit hard and then right after my paralyzed leg/knee comes down also hitting me square in the nose which freaking hurts. This creates next level anger and cursing. A kid once asked me how many swear words Murphy knew. I answered all of them.

I have my moment laying on the floor, then i figure out a plan to get back into my chair, and get it done. I don’t share this for sympathy or for anyone to say “oh poor Bucky” because that is not needed. I share for two reasons with the first being getting things out of my head. Once I tell someone or put it down on paper I can forget about whatever it is that has my panties all twisted up. The other reason is it is good for everyone to be reminded that your “stuff” is not all that bad. Whatever you have going on it can always be a 1,000 times worse. So enjoy your Friday. Enjoy your weekend. Most of all enjoy your life.

It is always a choice on how you approach the day. How you interact with other people is a choice which you get to make every single day. If you have been a negative asshole (You know who you are) your entire life the best thing is you can change TODAY. Boom just like that. Good things come to those that expect them. I’m not going to let something as trivial as putting my pants on ruin my day. That would be be stupid. How does that conversation go??

Person: “How you doing Bucky?”

Me: “Worst day ever. I had a hard time putting my pants on. My life sucks.”

Person: “Ahh okay. Well I got to go. Hope you get better.” Walks away muttering “Fucking weirdo.”

Just doing that there makes me able to see things for what they really are. Stupid little things that need to be forgotten the moment it is over. Not dragging that shit around with me all day. If you read the blog about anger you will get this reference. I take that anger brick about pants and I throw that bitch back. I’m blessed in the fact I have pants. I have a ton of them. High quality pants. I grew up poor on the farm with only 2 pairs of pants. Good pants for church and barn pants that were covered in shit all the time.

I am not willing to give up the good things I have in life because putting pants on is hard. It most likely isn’t pants in your life, but there is something that gets you daily. Choose to let it go instantly. Don’t let it grow roots or start attaching itself long term. Identify whatever that shit is and say okay that happened, but I’m moving on with a smile. Take this exact moment to do a random act of kindness for a stranger. You will forget about all the trivial shit in a heartbeat.

Do kind things. Always. Life will be instantly better.

FknBucky

Feb

Parking Madness

By Bucktown 1 Comment

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Tags: amputee, apology, asshole, bad, blue man, car, caught, charlotte, cripple, days, disability, disabled, friends, handicap, illegal, North Carolina, not sorry, old, old people, para, paraplegic, Parking, placard, prayer group, quad, shitty person, sorry, truck, van, vehicle, walker, wheelchair

FF564D62-FA7E-4BFD-98EA-B8E3602E318D Let’s get right into it. I will never understand the individuals that believe it is okay to park in a handicap parking spot. I see it every single day. Charlotte, NC is actually one of the worst places I’ve experienced for this problem. If you can walk be proud of that shit and walk an extra few feet leaving the close up parking for people that might actually need it. I tell people if I get my legs back I’ll skip everywhere I go. Heck, I’ll park two blocks away in the rain just to skip a little further. Plus no one get abducted while skipping. It is a safety thing. Okay back on subject here. Jessica Alba is so damn hot, wait what was I doing, oh yeah parking…. Seriously what is wrong with your head that you don’t get that parking in a blue man spot, in between them, or in any way screwing them up for people that need them is a crappy thing to do???

281B8AAD-825E-4A8A-9CE4-330CB20742A0 I saw this truck today while walking a friends dog. This might be the dumbest thing I’ve seen since the last time I saw someone parked like this. Like I said it happens way to much. I don’t personally care about parking close to the building that I’m trying to go in. I just need the extra space so that I can open my car door the whole way. When I park in a regular spot someone parks too close to me and I can’t get in my own vehicle. This means I have to ask a random stranger to back my van out. I don’t like having random people driving my car ever, as I think all other drivers suck. My bad I meant to say I KNOW they all suck.

This part is my favorite. What do you think it is?? Oh yeah the apology. Which is complete bullshit. You had the ignorance to park there, might as well own it. Come out and say “Stupid cripples should just stay home” or maybe “Old people are a nuisance and walk too slow, screw them”. To simply throw “I’m sorry” out when you get caught doesn’t mean a thing. You’re not sorry you did something awful, you’re just sorry you got caught. You’ll do it again and again because you simply don’t give a shit. Don’t act like you do care because if you did, you’d NEVER park in those spots. It is that simple.

BA6F7B30-ED81-475C-ABD9-AA6591F02B3A My friends in Charlotte learned how much this happens in the last year. I would mention to them about the parking lot of a particular establishment we would meet up for prayer meetings. Yes that is my story, moving on. After a while they would start to look at the blue man spots to see if they were open or had cars in them that should not be there. Now they were getting angry. I have to let it go right after I see it or I’ll be pissed off all the time. They had to learn this as well. This problem happens every single day. Maybe it is because I’m out so often and have more chances to see assholes parked illegally or maybe it is really that problematic. If I let a parking issue ruin my day I would have A LOT of ruined days and per the last blog I’m not willing to give these idiots one of my days.

In life we all have to decide what kind of person we want to be. This is not difficult. It is as simple as parking in a handicap spot or not. If you park illegally in a handicap spot you are choosing to be a shitty person. Enjoy that.

Think about it.

FknBucky

Jan

Cruising…..

By Bucktown 2 Comments

Categories: Uncategorized
Tags: Bahamas, Carnival, Carnival Cruise, Cozumel, Cruise, drinking, friends, Fun, good time, Jamaica, Miami, rolling, wheelchair

You can’t see me in the picture because I’m standing on the ledge taking the photo.

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Been a while since I’ve written something for this blog, but I told myself I would be more motivated for 2017. Something nice about the freshness of a new year, a new city, and new opportunities that says get out, put yourself out there, and make changes in yourself or this year will be the exact same as the last. You can’t control others around you so do yourself a huge favor and only concentrate on what you can control. Yourself. Want to make more money read a book. Want more friends?? Be a good one to the ones you already have. Pretty simple, but if you have plenty then do this year exactly as last. You will get the same result.

I recently went outside of my comfort zone and wanted to share parts of that with you. Kind like a tribute to the awesome individuals I was lucky enough to share the experience with. Ha ha. We all know that isn’t true. They were lucky to share it with Bucky. It went exactly as planned with no craziness at all. Right…. Stress is for others because I have learned time and time again shit will always happen.

First I fly out to Miami to meet up with some old friends and some new old friends. I did not fly into Fort Lauderdale, but some of our people did and only missed that crazy bastard by about 20 minutes. I will never understand the mindset of someone that wants to hurt random people. I truly hope there is a hell so these individuals can go there. I met lots of people on the ship with stories of being stuck on airplanes for hours, stuck without their luggage, and all kinds of craziness. Made me sad to think this was an intentional act.

We had a great night in Miami regardless and I love South Beach. Mainly because the women were so covered up. The reality show filming at the bar we took over was a great memory as well. No way our group wasn’t getting on TV. I loved every second of it. Totally worth the punishment.

We get on the ship without to much problems unless you count the worst Uber driver in history that waited at a red light behind a parked car with no one in it for 5 minutes. I tried to explain to him the damn car was parked, but he didn’t speak English. Not even when I yelled “It’s parked” really loud.

He smiled and said “It’s good” over and over.

It was awesome. A 3 minute Uber drive took 20. Those of you that know me well understand I was very patient and happy to wait with him. Okay on the ship and cocktails start flowing. Wheelchair, drunk friends, and massive ship….. What can go wrong?? Only one answer. Who cares.

I was happy to be a part of the group and involved. Laughing, experiencing, and to me this is what the purpose of life is. Getting out and seeing what the world has to offer. Being around people that don’t always think exactly as you do. I thought of at least one hundred reasons since July of why I couldn’t go on this cruise, but in the end I only needed one to make sure I did go. I wanted to be a part of this experience. The rest is just details.

15965064_10155084881186337_8764302563750283592_n We had 15 foot waves and it beat the crap out of the ship. We never made it to Grand Caymans or Jamaica because the ship was rerouted. I met plenty of people on the ship that were upset over this, but what can you do?? Just roll with it. Why let something so trivial ruin a good time?? We ended up in Cozumel, Mexico and finally got off the ship. I took one look at the taxi vans we needed to use so that all 17 of us could get to the resort and thought no freaking way is my crippled ass getting up there.

I was semi right. I made it in, but with lots of help and some learning along the way. I ended up laying on another man who I’m pretty sure felt me up in the process. I told him he had to pay for it like everyone else, we had a good laugh, and then I was in the van. Once again it would have been very easy to skip the adventure because of an obstacle. How many good times do you miss because of some tiny problem??? Here is a bigger point. I crawled, was lifted, and felt up into 4 van rides over the next 3 days. The first one was anything but pretty. The second one was slightly better. We kept doing it until it was easy. We had a plan and what was seemingly impossible two days earlier went like clockwork. What I mean is stop being a pansy.

15972541_10154656155416928_3222943602722743518_o I could go on and on about this wonderful experience I had last week, but some of it will get me arrested… Oh wait international waters ha ha. Oh well next time you will have to just come along to know exactly how crazy things got. There was lots of dancing, a BEARBIE shirt, Star trails, tons of rolling around, hugs to the floor, amazing new friendships, huge shots, I love “chants”, ex-girlfriend moving out stories, fully clothed hot tubing and half naked sandwich ordering, Mom and Dad trying to find the lawn, and most importantly… If You Don’t Like It!!!!

FknBucky

P.S. It was truly a pleasure to meet all of you that were along for Marge’s B-Day Cruise. I hope that we all stay friends for a lifetime.

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