One of THOSE posts

Lately, I’ve felt like I’m in a bit of a rut.  I hate to say it, because of how cliche and just how maddeningly sad it sounds, but I think I’m depressed.  Nothing is really making me happy, and I’m not finding enjoyment in the things that normally do bring me enjoyment.  I’ve been lacking in motivation to do things, and even the routine things feel tedious, bothersome, and are things I don’t really want to do.  These are all tendencies that are associated with depression, so I’ve little reason to deny that I just might be depressed.

It’s not that things are absolutely terrible right now with my life or anything, but I just feel like my life isn’t really going anywhere right now.  My job is pretty much day in, day out, go to the gym, wash, rinse, dry, repeat.  I come home, and I don’t quite know what to do sometimes.  Baseball is always an option, but as has been my fluctuating level of enthusiasm over the last three years, it doesn’t always get the job done.  I’m happy that I have a dog again, but these emotions seem to go beyond the point where having a sleeping dog in my lap isn’t always comforting.  I’m on the cusp of dropping a pretty penny on an iPad to give myself an expensive toy to play around with, but I’m already expecting it to not really make me happy or anything.

All I do know is that something ain’t working in my life these days, and I don’t really know how to fix it.

WTFFFFFFFFFFFF????

Subject says it all.  But seriously, what the fuck?  I just had jury duty not too long ago already, and now they want me back again?  What the hell gives?

Is there that much crime in the city that they have that they have already gone through every single person in the Fulton County pool?  Or is it that crooked of a system to where people repeatedly get reeled back in within just months?  At least give me a year or something, this is the third time I’ve gotten jury duty in the last six years, with the last two being within the last 12 months.

Seriously, there are a lot of other fucking retards without jobs out there that can sit in a courtroom and pretend like they’re making a difference, but instead, they drag me back in again, where I’m going to have to spend an entire fucking day sitting in a room full of irate people of all races, equally upset that they’ve been summoned in as well.  You’d think defendants would be against the idea of being judged by the peers that they’ve inconvenienced to where they wouldn’t commit so many stupid crimes.

How people work out at my gym      

During my workout today, I went to the pectoral fly machines.  One of them had a towel draped around it, a notebook, and a big gallon jug of water next to it, but naturally, no actual person on the machine.  The other one was occupied by a black guy wearing a t-shirt with the Easter candy Peeps on it.  Fine, I can roll with the punches, and so I moved on to other things:

  • 3 sets of 25 abdominal crunches
  • 2 sets of 12 reps triceps extensions
  • 2 sets of 15 reps hip adduction
  • 2 sets of 15 reps hip abduction

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How do people get employment?

It’s not like I try to go around my life thinking I’m smarter than everyone else, but when you work with people like this, who can’t get the grasp of correct spelling for pluralizing words, something taught in the second grade, it’s not really trying.

What really gets me is that the instruction is to take the correct spelling of “responsibilities,” and re-spelling it, replacing I-E-S with Y-S.  It’s like, there are occasionally words that I see that I’m not 100% sure on how it’s spelled; typically I’ll use the billion dollar spell-checker, Google, and nail it down.  But even if I didn’t have internet access, I would at least be able to understand the rules of I-E-S versus Y-S.

This is really kind of incredible, but at the same time, I’m not entirely shocked by it, when I think about just how many unqualified, borderline-illiterate people there are that have jobs due to shit like affirmative action, or some other screwy loophole in the system.

One of those feelings

With as much travel as I’ve done over the prior two weekends, with hundreds of pictures to process, and thousands of words to brog, I finally feel like I’ve caught up to everything finally.  I’d been sitting down at my computer at home, or computer at work, or my laptop anywhere else trying to plug through a list in a text file that I’ve gradually whittled down throughout the last two weeks, and just this weekend, I’ve officially completed the list.

Now, it’s one of those feelings where it’s almost kind of hard to believe that I’m done with it all.  For once, I don’t have a jotted down note, written many days ago, reminding me of what I need to write.  It’s like I’ve forgotten what this feels like again, and I have no direction.  But I’m sure such will dissipate quickly the moment the inspiration to write strikes when I see the right stimulus.

Real Men Don’t Wear Small updates: Many

Hopefully, this will be the largest update I make for the 2012 season!  In this update, I have introduced four ballparks; two of which are two more MLB parks to bring my total count to 23/30, and two more minor league ballparks.  First, there are the respective homes to both the Giants and Athletics, AT&T Park in San Francisco, and the Oakland Coliseum in Oakland.  On the minor league front, I recently visited John Thurman Field, home of the high-A Modesto Nuts, in Modesto, California, and Five County Stadium, home of the high-A Carolina Mudcats, in Zebulon, North Carolina.

I also re-wrote the introductory page somewhat, tweaked some things, and changed out the big-ass intro image.  I felt like a little bit of change was necessary.