Those blasted kids.... by haslinger

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haslinger

Those blasted kids....
Monday, August 23, 2004

What happens that shapes us? I can see the thousands of tiny strands of fate which comprise the yarn which makes the quilt of our lives. My metaphors are getting weak.

So work just sucks. Not the act of working, I am just sadistic enough to like it, but the overall feeling that I am again not where I should be. But where is that? Back to L.A. I hate that place [no offense angelians, i am a southern boy]. Ahhh here come the stereotypes.

Focus and Perserverence. I've got to remember my mantra. Focus is gained only by perservering. Perserverence is only obtained through focus. I am too tired to spell check.

Walter Mathau and Jack Lemmon make me cry. Grumpier Old Men is on the tube. It's sad to think generations will never know their talent, but that comes with age I guess. Looking back at what I know that the younger kids don't. It already happens all the time with music. Nobody knows who Page Hamilton is. All they know of Henry Rollins is he is a stand up comedian and that Black Flag is a pesticide. Of course I know nothing of screamo emo. I just raise my cane in the air and shake it at those darn kids.

I had an epiphany the other day. You see my goal in life isn't sucess, wealth, fame, or possessions. All I want is a family. Wife, couple of kids, may be a dog. Point is my entire life has been driven behind the concept of a family. I now know why. I only want what I no longer have. The older I get the less of a family I am. I have just grown up. The joy of birthdays has faded, along with that restless christmas eve, but I get it all back. We all do. That's family.

I wrote too much.

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