So I’m in court today (don’t ask), waiting to take the elevator down so I can head out and buy more brownies, when this black lady walks up to wait with me, and starts ranting away about something, presumably on the cell phone. We got into the elevator, and she continues to keep on ranting as we went down. Loud too. The only thing I could catch was something about “Brown” and “white people” in “Massachusetts.”

When I caught that, I had to stifle a grin. But then I realized something else. She wasn’t on the phone. I thought she had been railing away on the cell via a bluetooth headset, but she was actually just ranting out loud to no one in particular.

When I realized that, it was all I could do not to burst out laughing. I moved to the corner of the elevator, desperately trying to hold my face together with my hand. Finally the doors opened up and she walked out, still railing away. “….&*#$ white people!!”

I just broke out laughing from there, then headed out the doors, taking in the cool air and the warm sunshine. My brownie will be extra tasty today.

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Well, Brown did it.

The irony of what transpired last night is so rich not even a German chocolate cheesecake could compete. Consider that this election took place in Massachusetts, in the bluest of blue states, where the seeds of the first revolution began, where the first tea party took place, and which resulted in a Republican taking over what was once the Liberal Lion Ted Kennedy’s seat after a 35 POINT SWING in the polls, just in time for Obama’s one year anniversary since he took office.

If that doesn’t tell you that there is a God, and that He has a sense of humor, I don’t know WHAT will. This was divine providence, and only the most hardened atheist would deny it.

So I guess I’m going to Beantown after all. Or perhaps Wrentham, Brown’s home town. This place seems to be the sight of miracles, so maybe a visit there could get me some left over magic dust so I can achieve the impossible too, and find the girl of my dreams.

I’ll tell you one place I probably won’t visit again: the Berkshires. Based on the map I linked to, just about all of the eastern half of Massachusetts (save for Boston and Martha’s Vineyard) went for Brown, while the western half persisted in living in la-la land. I had gone to Stockbridge in December for a Christmas weekend, and the town there went for Coakley by a margin of 75% to 25%. Gees, no wonder everyone was so unfriendly. I KNEW I wasn’t imagining it.

Fortunately, Braintree/Quincy, the sight of John Adams’ hometown both went for Brown. Yay! If I go one of the first things I plan to do is to go visit his house (now a national park) and take a walk into the past. I can’t wait!

Thank you Scott Brown for affording me the opportunity to visit a Kennedy-free state at long last, to breathe in the aromas of a new revolution.

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While I’ve been thinking about ways to get more traffic and links to my site here, something occurred to me: there was one particular way that I could have easily gotten a huge spike in traffic and finally put my blog on the map.

I could have gone to Massachusetts and volunteered for Scott Brown’s campaign. Seriously. A mad dash to Worcester just for the weekend would have put me in the middle of all the action and given me so much blogging fodder that people would have been hard pressed to ignore me then. Think of the possibilities: me blogging live while I meet and greet Brown supporters at rallies. Or posting photos of me shaking Scott Brown’s hand. And then photos of me flirting with his daughter Ayla Brown, begging for her phone number. And then photos and vids of Scott Brown punching my lights out after flirting with said daughter.

Oh, the possibilities…

I could have done it too, except ironically enough my money was already tied up in launching a marketing campaign. Um, whoops?

It was a missed opportunity, but I’m sure others will come along, especially as we get closer to the 2010 elections. I’m glad I had this revelation now though. In order to breathe life into my blog, I really do have to put myself out there, instead of waiting for the action to come to me. I even thought about going down to Haiti too, hitching a ride with Red Cross and just going down there to help out wherever I could. And then of course, I’d blog about the experience. And blog, and blog, and blog…

That’s been my objective for a while, to somehow bridge the desire to help others with my love for writing, but I had been so narrowly focused on trying to bring more traffic to my site that I had failed to consider the possibility that maybe, just maybe, the traffic would take care of itself if I instead focused on writing and living life the way I’ve always wanted to. So I’m not self-employed just yet, but I can certainly ACT like I am.

Maybe instead of chasing the dream, I should be LIVING the dream, and the rest will fall into place. The battle is already won, the race already done, the future made, the foundation laid, and I need only claim the victory.

Tags: blog, blogging, campaign, election, epiphany, future, Haiti, life, living, marketing, marketing campaign, Massachusetts, revelation, Scott Brown, traffic, writing
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My mother wrote this spoof to the tune of the song, “Winter Wonderland,” and insisted I post it. Enjoy!

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I think the title explains it all.

Generally I pride myself for having a high threshold of tolerance for many things in life that other people would normally make their pet peeves. Politics, however, is not one of them. Indeed, the mere suggestion of anything even remotely passing a positive remark about Captain Anus (otherwise known as Mmm Mmm MMMMM, Barack HUSSEIN Obama) would cause me to explode in a fiery violent rage that would put even the Incredible Hulk to shame.

I’m beyond discussing this crap now. These days, I would simply resort to violence as I quickly look around for a blunt instrument to beat you to a bloody pulp with just for having the AUDACITY of not sharing my political worldview. Besides, this stuff gets old in a hurry. Everyday the news could be summed up with “Obama creates yet another clusterboink guaranteeing the premature destruction of the United States.” Eventually it gets stale.

Look, I get it. We need to be diligent and continue to pressure and basically harass the scum sucking America-hating politicians until they either flee office or get their love biscuits handed to them in the next election. That’s why I vote and donate, and even plan to attend rallies (although that third part has more to do with finding like minded hot babes than supporting grass roots political movements.) But hey, I’m there aren’t I, and that’s all that matters.

But honestly, listening about how Obama continues to bend over like a willing goat for terrorists and abortionists and Pelosi and peopled named Ahmadinejadaadgeasdgddfd just gets stale after a while. I don’t want my blog to be a sounding board for everything that has gone wrong with this country, but rather a respite from all that. So if it seems like I am blissfully ignorant of today’s current events as I continue to blog about my everyday travels around the world with my teddy bear, I do so willingly with my head buried 6 feet deep into the sand.

But not only that, I suspect also that my readers need a respite as well. A place to get away from it all and laugh a little at my expense as I try to grope my way through the darkness that is life, and maybe read something that would also remind them of some of the reasons why this country still continues to be the greatest in the world (minus my home town of course.)

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I have decided to be a man about things by plunging my head in the sand and going in full on news blackout mode for say, the next four years at least.

Because the world my friend,  is in a drunken stupor of epic proportions, and rather than get upset it, or dwell on the fact that more than half of my fellow Americans are dumbasses with their hands held out waiting for Sugar Daddy Government to coddle them, I have decided instead to focus on more important things.  Like cupcakes and 80s music.  Mostly cupcakes though.

There’s really no sense in getting upset over things I have no influence over and can’t change.  But more importantly, this is the time to realize that whereas I am but a mere speck in the sand, God is above it all, and is more than capable of keeping me in a haven of protection from some of the awful things that’s sure to come.  I’ve seen it over and over before, and I’m sure it will continue on for as long as I have faith in Him.  And that’s all that He really requires of me really, is to have faith that He will take care of me through the good times and the bad, whether we good presidents or bad ones  (or really, REALLY, bad ones).

It’s strange that in spite of everything that’s happened in the past, after being trodden down of family members who either left me or betrayed me, that I could still believe without a second thought God’s infinite ability and desire to put a wall of fire around me, for no other reason than because He is full of grace and mercy.  And if He be for me, then what have I to fear?  Obama may be the president now, but God reigns above him and all the nations of the earth, which all together are as a drop in the bucket to the Lord of hosts.

When that knowledge becomes real to us, then we can rest in it and truly know what it means to have perfect peace in troubled times.

And cupcakes. 

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