What do you mean this comes to an end?!

It has been a while since my last post. The family has been dealing with many issues mostly relating to our dogs Bonnie and Mingus. Bonnie has a urinary track infection and hookworms. Mingus has broken through a window and has some kind of rash that we have to take him in for. Along with that I put up a new fence with the help from my friend Al and I am in a new band called Echo Bubble.
We had my folks over last night for Mothers day and I got smacked with mortality. My parents persented me with their wills and health directives. It was a comfort and scary at the same time. It made me think about my own life and, how I will die some day. VERY SCARED OF DEATH! I would make a deal to live for ever if that really was an option. The thought of just not being anymore freaks me out.
All these thoughts about death and life brought me back to one thing music. I started thinking about how music has changed me and, how certain albums make me think about my life. One of those albums is "Blood on the tracks" by Bob Dylan. I feel like every song on that album makes sense to me and, certain times in my life. I have felted like I needed shelter from the storm and, needed comfort from a women. I have also thought about how life is has just been a simple twist of fate for me. I think everyone can relate to these themes but, they really hit home for me. I have a couple of other albums that I feel that strong about but, I will not be posting them all today.
With all these thoughts I have thought about what I want when I give up my ghost. Mostly silliness. A side bar I'm not planning on dieing for the next 40 years or more so everyone needs to just relax. I have just been thinking about it lately. I can't decide between "ride it big and tall" or "You can't say I didn't try" for my head stone. Both funny and both very much me. The other quote I think I will use for my autobiography and that would be "Tired and Horny" The Tony story. I made a joke the other day about how I want to be stuffed and movable like an action figure when I die. I think that it would be funny if I had a motion sensor in me that would trigger "I won't back down" by Tom Petty every time you walked by my stuffed body. I think that would be hilarious! Maybe its a little sick but, a little funny.

How would you like to be remembered?
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Albums

Easter and other thoughts on a Sunday Morning.

So it is Easter and I am at work. This in is not a bad thing or a good thing it is just a thing. This is the first Easter that I can remember that was not planned or talked about before hand. Its kind of nice. Easter makes me wonder about religion and life. Granted I am not a scholar on the subject but, the major religions seem so close together. I find it hard not to think that each religion is a variation on a theme. The theme being basically the Golden rule do on to others that you would like to have done to you. So why is that people feel the need to kill each other because some one was a prophet and one things he was god. How can you identify god? I still have the belief that Jesus was a pot smoking hippie that decided to help people and, because he was so open and loving to all people got scared and killed him. I really have a hard time with this idea that we as humans can recognize god. I just feel like the way that we see god is when we die.
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Do you believe in a higher power?

Its a sad day!

A teenager did not who CAKE WAS!!!!!! SIGH getting old.
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Regrets

So I have been thinking about my life and what I would of done differently. I know that the right response to the question is that I would not have done anything I can't honestly say that. I think I would have done a ton of things differently. What I am not sure of is that if I made these changes I am not sure that it would change anything.
What is regret?
and yes I have been watching to much lost.
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Have you ever done spring on WEEEED?

So I was leaving the Childrens theater where I work and as I was going to my car when I was hit by a familiar smell. This smell reminds me of concerts,college and a place that I used to live. I look over in the car right next to me which was a brand new v dub was a middle age man smoking a jay. This man was totally an accountant by day stoned dad by night. He got freaked out when he noticed that I was parked right next to him. He hid everything and went in side hoping that I did not see him. All I could do was laugh at him. Poor guy just trying to get ready to go to his kids play and I had to mock him. I felt bad because he did not realize that the guy that caught him was so used to seeing and smelling that drug it was no big deal.
This incident got me thinking who are we kidding Weed is already legal and out there why don't we just put it on the books? It has become such a part of our culture accounts are doing it. Come on let the middle age dude smoke in peace.
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Boudoir Photos really?

So I know I have been behind in the blogging but, I intend to make this up. I have many friends that are photographers so I hope that I don not offend but, what the fuck is the appeal of paying for boudoir pictures to give to your partner? I just don't get it couldn't you spend that money on something else? I mean maybe some naughty underwear for example. I think it is just stupid "No honey I don't want to see you naked and have sex with you. I'm to busy looking at your mostly clothed body in some what sexy positions." REALLY!?! I also think that it is lame that young couples would want to do this. This lame trick is for people who have been married for like thirty years and going into the age where they are (for the most part) sexually obsolete.
Why does being sexy matter so much to us?
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