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2013 In Review

Posted: December 31, 2013 in Uncategorized
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The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 41,000 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 15 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

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“I know all about cheating. I’ve had six very successful marriages.”~Bobby Heenan

People often get excited when they enter into a full blown new relationship. I know that I do!

I witnessed one shouting from the mountain tops this afternoon of her new found love that was right under her nose! And was feeling pretty silly for not considering the guy to give him a chance at something more long term.

So I inquired. After all, this was a person that I had thought I had a few years to go before I earned “tenure” and going one on one never seemed to go wrong. With a few obvious and constant exceptions that were just mind meltingly annoying.

As expected, more details were being handed out as I was in a private conversation with her. But she could not restrain herself from being so damned bubbly about the new prospective relationship.

Okay, I get that. Nothing to get annoyed about.

Until I learned of their history together. It was someone that has been around in her life for a very long time. Just that he came in and out of it at certain points.

You see, I had met this person from the Internet over a decade ago. But at the time she was married with children. So I backed off knowing that even trying to attempt anything wasn’t going to get me any where.

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“She’s single now. Go get her!!!”

Fast forward all that time and our paths crossed again. This time, she was divorced with children. I attempted to make my move and woo her as much as possible without having the fault of the Internet make me sound like some gushing pervert.

Needless to say that I failed. And realized that a factor in this problematic situation was the very large distance. And probably the age difference as well as she was a few years elder than I. But hell, age is nothing but a number. But the miles in between I was believing would be an issue.

So I almost gave up.

Besides, the annoying habit was that each and every time I corresponded with her online and I said something wooing or flirtatious or whatever, her response was always to hand over an emoticon of a smile.

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Wait. What? Seriously?? How was I to win at anything when combating those stupid smiley faces???

Fast forward again back to present time. The “hero of her heart of the day” was a person that she had cheated with on her husband back during the days when she was married.

WHOA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And to think I was attempting to take a shot at her, now that she was untied, unkept, and single.

I spent all that time flirting and complimenting and chatting, but for what? Absolutely nothing. Unless she just absorbed that kind of attention.

And I wondered what kind of major bullet did I dodge by actually LOSING the  task of winning her heart and/or affection?

Cheating is nothing that I understand. I do not understand why people do it. Although I have been the person that someone cheated WITH on a number of experiences in the past. Of course all of those just about ruining my life in the long run.

So yes, cheaters make me angry. And to believe that even if I would have won the affections of her… how long before she would have cheated on ME?!?!?!?

I’m pretty sure that science and history come together that when a person cheats, that it makes it just that much easier to do it again and again and again. And who needs that? Cheating is lying and lying is cheating. And I don’t know of anyone who wants to be lied to or cheated on.¬†infidelity

I suppose that in some twisted way, I should be thanking this woman for being honest with me about her past. I couldn’t help but be frustrated at her la-de-da attitude about what she had done, but then again… those are NOT my consequences. It was still shocking nonetheless.¬†

So here’s a lifetime of being spared the agony. The finances. The emotional turmoil. And the realization of being cheated on yet again as it has happened to me in my lifetime, by my first ever serious girlfriend.

NOT cool.

So yeah, I’m angry. Angry to know what she’s been through. Angry to know what she’s done. And angry to know what she is absolutely capable of!!!!

The question is, now that she’s falling for the man that she cheats with when she is with other men, who is she going to cheat with on THIS guy?!?!?!?

Doesn’t sound fair, does it??¬†cheating

There are no mistakes in cheating. It only causes damage of magnitudes that you never thought possible.

It turns the strong into fragile beings. It turns the faithful into the untrusting.

Worlds crash, people’s lives are changed forever, and for what? Because you decided to find happiness elsewhere and hide it. If you’re not happy ….. don’t freakin’ cheat.

 

 

 

 

forest_through_the_trees“If you catch me saying ‘I am a serious actor,’ I beg you to slap me.”~¬†Johnny Depp¬†¬†

I know that there is a ton of information that a person can find on the Internet if they looked up the phrase “See the forest through the trees” but there’s fewer people who honestly understands that phrase. And still even fewer people who are able to see their own forest through their own trees.¬†

I was fortunate recently to be able to take a step back outside of myself and look back at my life and all of who and what is in it. 

The results were stunning and shocking. I could not believe the kinds of people that are in my life. I couldn’t believe the kinds of people whom I was blindly calling “a friend”… much less the kinds of people that I was believing that I was close to, and I would tell them all of the time that I loved them.¬†

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Amazing what you miss when you do not stop to actually take a look at your life.

When I turned around and saw what these people have been doing to me all along, and behind my back… I was crushed and my world had crumbled down all around me until I was surrounded by nothing but darkness and fire.¬†

And yes, I am about to do something about it. And yes, there are going to be people upset. But I would much rather have them upset and then take time to get over it and move on, rather than have ME suffer this needless pain and misery, just so others can be comfortable, happy, and feel like they are in charge. 

Time for Dambreaker to do and live for Dambreaker. And time for Dambreaker to do whatever makes Dambreaker happy. And if ¬†I am happy, then those are the things I should do. And if YOU are one of the beloved people in my life that I have endlessly loved and adored, and you cannot handle that? I’ll show you the door.¬†

P.S.- Johnny Depp: Your quote for this blog post? I HAVE heard you say this about your career. I am coming for you!!! 

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“Every wave, regardless of how high and forceful it crests, must eventually collapse within itself.”~Stefan Zweig

Okay, the more and more that I continue on using this more and more worthless social networking site, the more and more I become disenchanted with it. Because of this example of sheer stupidity!!!

This image of a dog who has been left out in the snow for who knows really how long… is by all means, heartbreaking. And I know that for some people, it will stir up such anger and emotion that it will make people want to beat up or even make them wanna kill the owners to this animal for “abuse”… and that’s what they are going to call it.

But you know what pisses ME off about this post that is running around in one way, shape, or form??? The FORCED action of interacting with the post. Clicking “LIKE” if I am against animal abuse. Or ignoring it if I am not.¬†jesus

Who are YOU to judge what I am or am not against based on what I do or do not do on Facebook????

And what of this other post that is similar to the arm wrestling image here? Click “LIKE AND SHARE” if you love Jesus.. ignore if you love Satan and wish to die for all eternity. Plus, one would believe that everyone loves their grandma. But not all the people do. There are some grandmothers out there who are a pain in the ass. Doesn’t mean that we all want them to die just because we are not playing around with YOUR mind games.

Again– who are you to be that judge?

Its driving me insane. I’ve got better things to do than to be looking at this crap in my Facebook feed.

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Facebook people, PLEASE SHUT UP!

I’m at this point where I am just going to start deleting people from Facebook if they absolutely insist on making such posts. They can do what they want. But I can also do what “I” want. And if I don’t want to see that stuff any more, they are going on a one-way flight, courtesy of my big, fat, swollen foot.

I’ve already made the decision that Politically Correct Dambreaker will CEASE TO EXIST in the new year. So I am prepared to lose a lot of people. Facebook will be no exception.

Don’t even DARE to try and tell me who and what I am as a person, just because I am not involving myself with your cyber trap of a post on Facebook.

GET A LIFE!!!!

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“People who work crossword puzzles know that if they stop making progress, they should put the puzzle down for a while.”~¬†Marilyn vos Savant¬†¬†

This weekend is the 100th birthday of the crossword puzzle. I know that many of us, if not all, have done one of these a time or two in our lives. Some are good at it, some are great at it. And some not so much. But we’ve all given it our best shot.¬†

A crossword  is a word puzzle that normally takes the form of a square or a rectangular grid of white and black shaded squares. The goal is to fill the white squares with letters, forming words or phrases, by solving clues which lead to the answers. In languages that are written left-to-right, the answer words and phrases are placed in the grid from left to right and from top to bottom. The shaded squares are used to separate the words or phrases. 

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Arthur Wynne, inventor of the crossword puzzle

On December 21, 1913,¬†Arthur Wynne, a¬†journalist¬†from¬†Liverpool, England, published a “word-cross” puzzle in the¬†New York World¬†that embodied most of the features of the genre as we know it. This puzzle is frequently cited as the first crossword puzzle, and Wynne as the inventor. Later, the name of the puzzle was changed to “crossword”.¬†

Crossword puzzles became a regular weekly feature in the World, and spread to other newspapers; the Boston Globe, for example was publishing them at least as early as 1917. 

And there’s your fun fact blog post. Enjoy.

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“When I’m stuck for a closing to a lyric, I will drag out my last resort: overwhelming illogic.”~¬†David Bowie

As I continue on this new adventure from my new lease on life, I had stopped to think about the song writer. I was searching for the perfect lyric and wasn’t really able to come up with anything that made a profound impact to what I was trying to say.

My daring search though has led me to this write this blog post. The deadly and suicidal song lyrics.

Don’t know what I am talking about?!?!? I shall explain.

I was searching for perfection. And after a few days I realized that I was not going to find it. I settled then for 90% perfect. But I was still not finding it. I reduced it back to 80% and then to 75% and then, and ONLY then, was I able to find something that fit what my point was all along, but only about 80% of the song lyrics.

But there are some really intense song lyrics out there. And I wonder if these people who have written them know what they are talking about, or have actually gone through what they are writing. article-new-thumbnail-ehow-images-a01-v0-0s-become-lyric-writer-800x800

  • I bleed for you¬†Forever I will lie awake¬†I would die for you!¬†Anyone already see the problem? Willing to die for someone. Which of course throughout humanity, has been the most noble and apparently “romantic” thing to do. But I have never really found much romance in death. People say that I’m blind. But once you are dead… YOU ARE DEAD! And the romance is OVER!!!¬†
  • And thought my aim is true¬†I sometimes miss the mark¬†Ooh, in matters of the heart¬†But I’d give my life tonight¬†To hold you in my arms again. Again another song that offers that lover’s suicide to “just hold his love” in his arms one more time. MORON!!!! If you are dead- you are no longer going to hold her in your arms any more. You are not going to have the opportunity to hold her again and again and again. So by morning you’re dead, your lover is single, and she begins to look for someone ELSE who isn’t you…. because you chose to die. (Personal note: I was able to convince my ex-girlfriend that one of these guys was actually a chick. But that’s for another time)
  • With my heart I give you everything¬†Everything you ever need, everything you need to be strong¬†In my mind I can justify why I never tell a lie¬†‘Cos you’re the only one that I want, that I want, I want¬†Want, want, want, want. What about what the other person ? Maybe its NOT you that they need or want?? Why so desperate?
  • If I could take your pain away¬†I would scream for you¬†And I’d bleed for you¬†So you‚Äôll never feel this way again¬†When you‚Äôre in my arms, again¬†I would scream for you¬†I will bleed for you More blood. More guts. And not so much glory. Besides, if YOU are bleeding and screaming and carrying on.. do you think SHE is going to want you still? Maybe you can handle her screams and bleeding. And yes, I get it — the noble act of taking away someone’s pain, but inflicting it upon yourself? Really???
  • I know what Heaven‚Äôs worth¬†So I‚Äôd sell everything¬†To hold and touch you So now you’re so desperate to get physical that you’re willing to sell everything you have just to have it. Besides, what IS the value or worth or price of Heaven? And does it sell by the pound or what?

Only examples, ladies and ¬†gentlemen. Some that really got under my skin while I was looking for “the perfect lyric.”

Long story short, it doesn’t really exist.

But in a world that began so long ago with dedications over the radio, BE CAREFUL WHAT SONG YOU CHOSE!!! You just may be paying for it with your own life in the end.

 

 

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“I’m not dumb. I just have a command of thoroughly useless information.”~¬†Bill Watterson

So this young man seen here bravely jumped into the competitive world of commerce, by way of fast food in America.

Bravo!! Its the holiday season and who wouldn’t mind a little extra spending cash.

Although the problem here is that our hero of today, Tevin Monroe, went to seek a job application. But went just a tiny bit overboard.

http://www.breitbart.com/InstaBlog/2013/12/18/Cops-Man-Demands-McDonalds-Job-Application-at-GunPoint

Now I think that if McDonald’s was to change all of their restaurants to 24 hours a day, this man would be an excellent candidate.

Mr. Monroe could show his potential customers the quickest way outside by carrying with him what he did to receive his application. Or use it to show his fearlessness if let’s say, some random bonehead on drugs comes in at 5:00 in the morning. ¬†idiot

But no. He was arrested while trying to figure out his social security number on his application.

Poor guy didn’t even get the job.