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The Treachery of Rainbows

I drove home yesterday. It was a long day. Up at 4:30AM. In the office by 6AM.  Left at nearly 5PM.
The busy season is fast approaching for my team. We support 25 retail locations. And 3000+ employees. So, I know what to expect. The long days are just part of the job. Nothing more. Nothing less.

As I was leaving yesterday, it was raining.  My favorite kind of rain is a spring thunderstorm when I'm sitting on the front porch at The Farm.

This was not that rain. This was the cold, wet, screw you for still living in Ohio instead of moving out  West years ago kind of rain. As I was leaving, I saw it.

A rainbow.



Looked a little like that.

Awwww...how beautiful. You might be saying.

You'd be wrong. I'm not going to go so far as to say rainbows are evil. Or even that that are malicious. But they DO have a mischievous side about them.

I saw no less than 4 rainbows on the way home yesterday. And on the way home I saw a least 5 fender benders.

Coincidence?  Maybe. But I don't th…

Spoiler Alert

Spoiler Alert...your favorite character on The Walking Dead is dead.

No. Really. It's true.

They all are. The show is called The Walking Dead for fuckssakes.

Did you miss the part early on where they were at the CDC and found out that everyone was infected?  At that point I pretty much figured it would be a matter of time before someone I dug beefed it on the show (so far Maggie is still kicking it, so I'm holding out hope).

And I long ago stopped caring that it didn't follow the comics.

Spoiler Alert...I'm something of an asshole.   And I say that only because I have friends..and you probably have them too, that are very vehement about everyone NOT posting the spoilers.  The posts usually go something like this:

Stuck at work tonight...NO SPOILERS!! I can't watch TWD until tomorrow!

Srsly you guys---no spoilers.

Aww man...I heard TWD is getting intense!! It's DVR'ing right now. NO SPOILERS!!!!


Invariably someone will say something because...well..it's Fa…

Meh

I am sure that somewhere in the 7 or 8 years I've done this blog (holy shit, it HAS been that long), that I have had at least one other post entitled 'Meh." Hell, it was probably THIS year.

I feel like I'm coming down with a cold. And I don't like that feeling.  I feel like I'm not making the kind of difference I should be making at work. And I don't like that feeling either.

On at least 7 separate occasions on the way home from work, I looked at another driver doing something stupid and said aloud, "Go f**k yourself."  Honestly....THAT feeling I kind of like. It's kind of an instantaneous relief.  But still, I feel...well...meh.

I have been off-kilter for a couple of weeks now. We're ramping up for the holiday season and things are getting busy. And I need to get back to the farm. I really need a few days with my road-tripping buddy (my Pops, for those new to the blog). To just go down there. And chill. And shoot some shit up.

And what&#…

Running Away

I think it's pretty much established that saying 'you're taking a break from Facebook (and/or social media in general)' is the adult equivalent of when we were kids and we would threaten to run away.

None the less, I am doing something of the sort. I'm not running away. But I am dialing shit way the heck down.  No, I'm not quitting Facebook. Unfortunately, I think it's so intertwined in our society that to walk away from it completely would label me some kind of cyber-pariah.  Which..to be fair, probably wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing at this point.

However, I'm taking smaller steps. I've removed the the Facebook and Facebook Messenger apps from my mobile devices. I find that it's much too easy through the course of the day to just reach down for my phone and 'just see if anything new has been posted on Facebook,' and then 30 distracted minutes later, I find that I'm hitting refresh to see if NOW there's anything new.

I&…

Jack's Journal (Part 2)

The biggest  problem some guys have when they get out is they get gunshy....they see a narc around every corner and wind up doing something stupid.  Not me, though. I had 5 long years to figure shit out. Of course if I had put this much thought in to things beforehand, I probably wouldn't be in this jam.
Too easy to flashback these days...too easy to get lost in the past.

“Hey...you. Clown!”
I looked up. The yuppie dad with the over-priced cam-corder was trying to get my attention.
“Aww man, it's my break.”
“I don't give a shit, Bozo. I'm not paying you $100 an hour to sit out here fappin' on your cell phone thinking about where you're gonna score your next bag of weed. I'm paying you to keep my kid and all the other snot-nosed brats in there entertained...So get your balloon animals or whatever it is you do and get your ass back around to that gazebo.”
“Yes sir. Won't happen  again.”
“You're goddamned right it won't”
The hardest part about this jo…

Looney

This is my second meeting with the Creative Minds Columbus group. Apparently after my third punch in the 'Frequent Writer's Card' I have to come up with an author's bio for the site, but I'll worry about that bridge when I come to it.

Today the meeting was at a Starbucks near my house. Starbucks is integrated in our society much like Facebook is at this point. Conversations start with 'did you see on Facebook where I did...?"  The internal dialog in my head (which is always running, by the way) kindly, but firmly replies, "no. There is more to my life than trolling your Facebook feed." Even when there isn't.

The meeting started with a writing prompt. A different member was running it, so I wasn't quite sure what to expect. Turns out we each got different prompts. A ha! A twist!!

I read mine. And within minutes we were off.

Two observations off the bat.  The first is that now I know why a couple of the other members bring headphones to the…

Jack's Journal (part 1)

I couldn't even tell you how it happened myself, to be honest. 
One minute I'm on top of the world. Corporate bank account, access to the company limo, the company condo on the 9th hole. A smoking hot wife. And a little boy that I would take a bullet for.
The brain-docs on the inside always tell you to go back to what you know. If you're not at a happy place now, go back to what you know.
And I knew of the day before it all went to shit.
That was the day I was the happiest. And then the very next day, it went to shit.
I don't really even remember her, to be honest. I remember tits and a nice smile. You could catch my eye with one or the other, but if you had both going on, then I was yours...at least until it was time for me to go home to my wife.
So...yeah. Some chick in Marketing..or IT or some shit like that. It was some Golf Scramble to raise money for some Breast Cancer Research-heh ironic, huh? Tommy told me to keep my pecker in my pants, but those tits. And that smi…

The Long Ride Home

INTERIOR CAB
We see the cab pull away from the corporate building. JACK KERR slumps in the back seat absentmindedly playing with the contents in the box. He reminisces.
(Flasback scene of Golf Outing, flirtatious, but nothing over the top).
(Flashback to confrontation in ANTHONY OSTERMANN'S office. We see an older man, of Mediterranean descent. He is looking through some papers as JACK KERR is led in. He looks up.)
ANTHONY Jack...come in. Sit down.
JACK Sir. I can expl-
ANTHONY No Jack. You can't. If this had just come through HR again, we could have taken care of it. Put a nice little spin on it and made the whole thing go away. Hell we tried to do that the first time. This bitch saw through it. You're one of my best Junior VP's. Which makes this even harder.
JACK But sir-
ANTHONY Look...Jack. We've all been there. A little duck and weave after the alcohol's flowing. It happens.
(He stands and heads over to look out the window.)
ANTHONY (cont'd) But this …