Well Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Before I start, can I please bash AT&T for like 60 seconds? How in the wide wide world is AT&T practically the mother of all cellular networks but their internet is shitty? To even get to the page where I can write post on WordPress took me forever! Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Soundcloud, Recolor, blah blah blah! THEY ALL TOOK FOREVER TO LOAD!

… sorry

Besides the difficulties that got brought me here, I wanted to talk about Thanksgiving and how much of a Universal holiday it is. Now with me being me, I cannot start off any discussion without a story, so let us begin.

It was 5AM and we just got off the tram, through the guard shack, and out the turnstiles. I was standing out from waiting on my buddy Eric when our old supervisor and her short boyfriend who terribly suffers from the Napoleon complex walked by. With fag clouds blowing I waved to her goodbye and she waved back, yelling “Happy Thanksgiving!” I replied yelling Happy Thanksgiving and you folks will not believe what this female said to me.

“You do celebrate Thanksgiving right?!”

Uh… yes?

What I’m trying to figure out is, what thought processes were going on in that little brain of hers that caused her to question whether or not I celebrated a holiday where the day after Native Americans were slaughtered and diseased ridden. Looking at the picture as a whole, Thanksgiving is literally a holiday where we give thanks. There’s nothing religious about it other than when people “bless” the food. Even then I’m still staring at the deviled eggs praying satan doesn’t find me.

Thanksgiving is a universal holiday that can be celebrated by anyone. Thanksgiving is just a simple event where people gather to give thanks to one another, eat food, and laugh. Thanksgiving is probably the most funniest holiday ever as well as the easiest becasue you don’t have to buy anyone gifts for anyone. For her to even question the fact whether or not I celebrate Thanksgiving is just silly.

I really can’t complain too much, she’s probably eating unseasoned chicken with canned cranberries and honey baked ham ordered online. Anyways, I wanted to remind everyone that we should all be thankful for the people who are around us, the love that we share, and the peace that we try to strive for. Even though a shooting broke out at a local park here in my city, we shouldn’t let such violence and evil distraught us from the true meaning of life which is love.

Happy Thanksgiving!

~ Keep it all smiles

My Bornday Came Again

The month of November is here and yet I’m 14 days late on updating my blog. For whatever excuse that I will use, just know that it’s invalid and I probably made it up as I wrote along.

Instead of tossing an excuse, I would like to throw out there for everyone to know that this past election day it was my birthday again.

Yes, my birthday landed on the day that Trump claimed the one and only important seat in the White House (how disappointing right?). What I find funny about all of this is that every chance I got leading up to my birthday I told someone that I was to turn a year older on election day and would ask silly questions like “What places are open on election day?” To say the least, the very last time I voted was the first time I voted and I got my boy Obama in there for his 2nd term. Now how in the hell do we go from “Change” to “Make America White Again!” This shit just doesn’t make any bit of sense but dumb americans just gobble that crap up.

I can’t say that I don’t care who is in office because I went to Downtown Louisville after 8pm on a Thursday to march the streets with a bunch of other upset protesters. We chanted everything from “Love Trumps hate” to “Pussy grabs back.” But does pussy really grab back?

Besides the whole election mess, I had a good vacation week. Let me remind you that I work 7 days a week, so having an entire week to myself where I can take time to reflect on my life and plan out where I need to go next was nice. Unfortunately when it came to making music I had a serious case of writer’s block and didn’t get a damn word out of myself until Saturday came. Surprisingly this entire weekend I’ve been in this huge creative writing mood. Not to mention I’ve finally started NaNoWriMo and like the description says, it’s my worst nightmare. But man oh man, I can’t believe that the first half of November is gone. Next week is Thanksgiving and I can’t WAIT!

I just need to clean my room so I can feel accomplished.

~ Keep it all smiles

 

November 8th

For everyone we all have that one day in the year where we gather friends and family and celebrate the day we were born. Its just another part of life that we have accepted and cherish as we grow old and wither away. Every year when the month of November rolls around I feel the hype settle in and my nerves start to rattle. I’m going to be another year older and another year of not getting shit done. Yeah  I know that sounds bad but really, earlier tonight I had what I call an “Early Life Crisis.” Does is sound stupid? Yes. Am I being serious about all of this? Yes. So what is this young afrocentric black kid rambling on about?

Dreams…

Remember when you were younger sitting back in your room or watching TV…or whatever the hell it was that you did when you were a kid, you would think about the future? I know I did a whole lot. I remember a specific time back in elementary school when I was on the bus thinking about what the future may hold for me. Just like an ordinary brain washed American, I figured I would graduate from high school, go to college, get a degree in whatever, and then get a good job and be out the house by the age of 23. Fast forward to today and here I am with no car, a low paying job, and living in my parents house getting yelled at for eating the last hot pocket. The life I live now isn’t what I envisioned years ago. Hell, I didn’t even think I would be a skateboarder or a writer for a tech website.

As these days go on, I start to think more and more about what I really want to do in life. Right now, everything seems to be at a halt due to my father trying to drag me into running his business and me grudgingly trying to skate away. I’ve really been thrown right in-between a rock and a hard place and its kinda’ hard to get out. I have dreams of becoming a professional skateboarder and traveling the world. I also have other dreams of becoming a computer programmer, famous blogger, and owner of one of the worlds most popular social networking websites. I WANT TO BE THE BLACK STEVE JOBS. The problem is, I got a lot on my plate. I mean look back at the list I just wrote and tell me each task isn’t difficult to achieve. I know I can do it but theres this thing called “lack of Motivation” that seeps in. Now for skateboarding, my lack of motivation never touches it, I forever carry the love of skating with me and day dream about it (like right now). But then there are my other goals like learning to program and being a famous writer. Those types of goals I need to go to school for, or at least find some type of schooling that dodges the whole concept of having to take general education classes. Ya’ know, something like hacker school in NY.

In the end after analyzing everything I go into this depressed mode and start crying (not really), but I have actually broke down before in my bathroom thinking about life. Life in general is such a tricky dilemma, and I say dilemma because we have to do so much to sustain a healthy body and then turn around and do work using either our brains or physical labor. It sometimes leads me to question why people don’t ever want to die and live forever on earth. Sounds a bit silly to me (and no that wasn’t a suicidal thought).

To be honest about everything, I don’t think I planned out life properly. Its either that or I am really just too mellow and have no care in trying to prosper in this world that I have taken the role of that guy who lives with is parents his whole life chasing a dream that he’ll never catch. But thats not what I believe in because the dreams and ambitions that I have in life will eventually come to fruition. As usual I’m just overthinking life and not focusing on the hard work that I need to commit to so I can become the mere thoughts I have of myself.

So as I usually say…maybe One Day.

ps. Another note, I’m 21 guys. It feels a tad bit weird being able to walk inside of a bar with a bunch of older people drinking beer and playing pool, but I got the rest of my life of having this sort of freedom bestowed upon me. In some sense its cool but in other case’s is like, “I’ve waited 21 years just to do this?” lol But you know man, thats life and I’ve been kick pushing through a majority of it. Guess I’ll keep on kicking.