A smart ass might say, well, why not. I don’t know how smart I am as I never bothered to get my Intelligence Quota tested. I love the “Quota” part as though intellect is dished out in a certain proportion, each to who deserves a certain amount, pint, quart?, of intellect. Me, I like to learn and always have. I learned how to code over the last ten years by doing so on the internet. I wanted to learn how to use terminal to build websites so I took a shot at it and won. Took a long time and this before A.I.
Now, A.I. I have used quite sparingly. It answers as though we’re old friends and that also worries me. My recruiter when I joined the U.S. Navy was friendly to. I ended up killing people in Vietnam. So much for friendliness from the wrong quarters. That is a pain I carry with me each day and the dreams are no fun either. I believe, in some cases, dreams are what god sends to tell you how screwed up you are. Then, I shrug it off as I cannot change history but I do have to get through the day. The day takes precedence, always.
How about you? I mean, this website isn’t just for me as I actually care about those who find this world less than a friendly place. I mean, yo probably haven’t had to do what I did but there are certainly things you’ve done you’re not proud of. My advice, admit it first to yourself before you try to hide it from others. Hiding wrong from yourself might turn you into a Democrat and you don’t want that, do you? Nah, nobody who understands the sun comes up, clouds or not, wants that. Take a lesson from one who expects to be disqualified after death.
With all of the above you may think it approaches sincerity and it certainly does. I told you that I made more mistakes than most and I speak truth unless I decide to pull your leg. If you’re wearing a skirt I will wait until you’re wearing jeans to pull your leg. I’m not a masher you know. I am a married man innocent of affairs in my marriage, true to my lovely wife and it will be fifty years next year. That is something to live for isn’t it? Boy, the problems we’ve faced. A son who got cancer at eighteen, A spinal fracture for me when an extension ladder broke in half, and all my nuclear birth family is gone. I don’t complain I just check my watch. My son is fine and a father of two, my back was first messed up in combat but I have never let it slow me down, though I complain until the sympathy runs out. That takes about two minutes.
I will tell you this: Listen not to politicians. They have it far better than you but getting there took stealing and avarice. You don’t want to steal and you don’t need the other. Be kind to old folks because their advice is invaluable if they didn’t drop a lot of acid in the 60s and 70s. I abstained from screwing my head up except with booze. I got over that years ago all by my lonesome and I carry on now as though it never happened. Remember, life is amazing if you get out of your own way. Find a belief system that is non- governmental. I suggest God and Jesus as they are the ones who will help you in eternity. Speaking of eternity, life is so damn short that old sneaks up on you, unexpectedly. Unless you plan ahead more than one hour at a time. Lastly, please, don’t be stupid, ‘K? ‘Nuff Said.
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