This one is for you Mike S

                      So I was approached by one of my best buds the other day as to why I have a blog and put all of this out there into the world.  It took me a second, actually a day as to why I do what I do. Part of me wants to scream at the top of my lungs " I am more than what you see!"  What I mean by that is I have a million thoughts racing through my tiny brain all day. How I could be better, do more, do less, be a part of the problem, the solution, the idea or the destruction of one . So many characters I want to play and so little time to do it . I sure I could be diagnosed as having ADHD but what fun would that be?  Who wants to know the answers to yourself in medical terms?  First and foremost, I am a dad and a partner now. I do not move in a group of one and I can't think of just myself .
          Believe me every once in a I remember when I was a single guy living off the land and scrounging for something warm to eat and wondering if I had time to do the laundry or get one more wear out of something . But writing and talking about my feeling does bring me back to those times. I am free to write whatever I want and whatever I am thinking . That is just enough for me nowadays . And when I say talk about my feeling I don't mean "my dad died and I never got to be in a rock band". What I do mean is I am getting older and wiser, hopefully, and this is what I see and feel. Believe me, the world doesn't need another person crying about their problems to the masses.
      So I guess the only way to answer my friend on as to why I write what I write is it keeps me sane and in turn maybe the people around me. I am quick to pull the trigger with my words and every once in a while I find solace in writing them done instead of blabbing them to anyone that will listen. Writing this gives me a chance to reflect and allows someone else to check it out at there own pace . And on that note I am outta here. Until next time.......

Please call Bigfoot by their proper name, Homo Sapiens Cognatus

The Best Christmas Ever !!!

             I admit. I am a follower. I follow anything related to the legend known as Bigfoot. I've read all the books which is usually regurgitated info that I read years before . I look at every website I can find but most don't have consistently updating info. A few do like Bigfoot Evidence and The Bigfoot Field Journal . Another site that adds Bigfoot contemporary information with a little gossip is Robert Lindsay's blog Beyond Highbrow. Either of these sites will fill you with hours on entertainment and information.  I try and watch as many videos as I can, but once you have seen all the good ones, you'll know the difference. I follow my favorites Bigfoot researchers on Facebook and read all their updates. I have started listening to Podcast but I feel almost dirty listening to another man talk into a microphone from the privacy of his own home. Luckily, there I can hear the voices behind the names and get a real feeling for what they witness. To this day I try never to miss a JC Johnson interview. Either that man is a real life monster hunter or he may be the greatest storyteller that ever lived. I am leaning in favor of the monster hunter. I am what they call an "Armchair Researcher". Remember that name. I don't go out in the woods, go on expeditions, or even go on a mere hike. I am not trying to dirty my Chucks and White V-neck. I am a city boy who cares deeply for my Forest People. The Bigfoot world needs us. Why else would this all be so accessible on the web? Without support of the common man, Bigfoot is just a story. Body or not. I guess you could say I am obsessed.

           But when I go onto the Internet I am reading up on Bigfoot. Maybe an occasional world event here and there but for the most part it's Bigfoot. What's new, what's not, what is fake and what has the potential to be true?  I have never not believed they were real , I just didn't know what it was. The biggest problem with believing in Bigfoot is the public doesn't know how it relates to them. Selfish but very human. If Bigfoot is real what does that mean about Jesus, Mohammad, Buddha, and the rest of the gang? I guess it puts everything we know into question?

                      That's not a big deal to be Bigfoots' biggest fan is it? I have a great job, a roof over my head, a loving woman and a perfect little newborn baby. I have much more than most. But I can't even stop talking when someone eggs me on about discussing Bigfoot. Am I childish for doing so? Am I a sucker to their cause?  It usually starts with "How much time do you have to discuss the topic of Bigfoot?" Cause truthfully it's an all day discussion. If you want the straight up of what I think that could run us an hour of so. I mean, you are talking about a living direct link to our ancestry!!! So out of respect they deserve at least two hours of discussing. That would give us enough time to discuss what it is, where it lives, and who are the major players. This isn't to be taken lightly people!




Dennis Pfohl, Adrian Erickson, and Melba Ketchum

    It is known to grow to height of over ten feet . It could weigh over a thousand pounds in some cases. They have family units like you and I. They have been around us all along for thousands of years. It's speed and overall stealth is unmatched compared to any man. The forest is just like our living rooms. if something was missing they would know. It's the top predator in North America besides it's city dwelling brother also known as the common man. They come in many different colors and with many different physical traits. Much like ourselves . And today they released its Binomial Nomenclature with ZooBank  . The research group associated with Melba Ketchum released 3 whole genomes of Bigfoot aka Homo Sapiens Cognatus. Cognatus meaning related to the mother by blood . The research suggested that sometime 13,000 years ago a female human being mated with something that wasn't 100% like us . What that created was the ancestor known as Bigfoot. Just understanding that part could take a lifetime.

So here I am . Confused, baffled, and a little excited that my beliefs are now backed up by science. What next ? For years I have had to use words like " what if" , "maybe" or "the possibility" . Am I free now to talk amongst civilized humans about the Hominid known as Bigfoot. Probably not, but  has that ever stopped us before?


 

The Best Part of Being a Dad

           The best part of being a Dad is easy. I mean look past the absolute joy of having a little person matched in your likeness cause that is amazing in itself. And look past the fact that your lady is an amazing human being just for sacrificing her body to make sure your baby is healthy  .

The best part of being a father is I don't have to listen to shit you say! Nothing . Your words or personal rules have nothing to do with me . Your opinions mean zero. The only thing I am responsible for is taking care of my lady and our baby. That's it! I mean sure that entails a ton of stuff but in some weird way it almost makes it easier. Caveman style I would like to call it. As long as mammoth meat is on the table and we are clothed in the freshest deer skins we are going to be alright.   I am not concerned with being left out of a golf trip, missing a night with the boys, or subscribing to the coolest new fad. I am over it. Right now knowing that our little cherub is safe and obviously well fed is enough for this guy . Knowing she isn't crying(that much) and is comfortable is the best! I never thought in a million years that this selfish guy would be preaching those words. But I am. Whether you have kids or not, guess what? I don't care. Whether you think that we are poor parents and don't deserve to be in this position you can suck it ! We couldn't be more blessed and thankful for our situation but literally nothing you say to me even matters that much. So on that note get out there today and take what's yours!  

Who would have thought this is what lucky means?

I try not to use the word "luck". Sometimes I feel that saying "you're lucky" is another way of saying that you were unprepared or not wanting of the positive outcome. Luck has a funny way of making a situation look like it was a complete surprise. But when Poppy came in our lives just one day ago "Luck " is the only word for it. After seeing her face and touching her skin the tricky word of "luck" couldn't have summarized how we felt any better. My partner and I have to be the two luckiest people in the world. She was in labor for over 40 hours! I know, a complete work week, with no approved overtime. But when little Poppy came in this world we were amazed, taken back, surprised, and overjoyed. Two people that sometimes purposely try to just think abut themselves where awarded the most perfect beautiful baby daughter the world have ever seen. The "I" goes out the window and is immediately replaced with "us", "we", and "her".
I want to thank the wonderful lady in my life for putting her body on the line to bring our daughter into the world. Without her I m lost and with her I am found. With her I am a leader, father, partner, and provider. Without her I am a mere see through impression of a man that wants the right without the direction. I thank her for her guidance, strength, and patience, though she will humbly deny all three. But that is why I love her.

Sporadic at best

The last 8 or 9 months have been insane. As many of you know or maybe you don't, Jamee and I are expecting our first baby at the end of May. Exciting to say the least but a few things get forgotten in the hustle. Firstly, this blog, has gone by the wayside. It's not easy to stop and write when the madness is going all around you. And when I say madness I mean the sheer excitement and enjoyment of having your life flipped upside down and you having no control of it. We love it cause choices are becoming a fabled myth. You just do what you got to do. So we have decided to ride the wave. The wave of new feelings, new baby items , and the ever constant opinions of mothers, mothers to be, and fathers. It is neat to be able to take it all in with a great partner in crime. A few years ago we were worried about where we were going to get our rent money and how to get caught up on our bills. Now we know that those things, though important , are as important as caring for a new baby . So I am commiting back to this little blog I got and am going to attempt to update the people who want to listen . Later

My lady and I. Happy New Years. Bring on 2013

It's Time For Bigfoot

I posted this information to show that Bigfoot is here to stay!

Press Release FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE ‘BIGFOOT’ DNA SEQUENCED IN UPCOMING GENETICS STUDY Five-Year Genome Study Yields Evidence of Homo sapiens/Unknown Hominin Hybrid Species in North America Contact: Robin Lynne, media@dnadiagnostics.com, 231.622.5362 DALLAS, Nov. 24--A team of scientists can verify that their 5-year long DNA study, currently under peer-review, confirms the existence of a novel hominin hybrid species, commonly called “Bigfoot” or “Sasquatch,” living in North America. Researchers’ extensive DNA sequencing suggests that the legendary Sasquatch is a human relative that arose approximately 15,000 years ago as a hybrid cross of modern Homo sapiens with an unknown primate species. The study was conducted by a team of experts in genetics, forensics, imaging and pathology, led by Dr. Melba S. Ketchum of Nacogdoches, TX. In response to recent interest in the study, Dr. Ketchum can confirm that her team has sequenced 3 complete Sasquatch nuclear genomes and determined the species is a human hybrid: “Our study has sequenced 20 whole mitochondrial genomes and utilized next generation sequencing to obtain 3 whole nuclear genomes from purported Sasquatch samples. The genome sequencing shows that Sasquatch mtDNA is identical to modern Homo sapiens, but Sasquatch nuDNA is a novel, unknown hominin related to Homo sapiens and other primate species. Our data indicate that the North American Sasquatch is a hybrid species, the result of males of an unknown hominin species crossing with female Homo sapiens. Hominins are members of the taxonomic grouping Hominini, which includes all members of the genus Homo. Genetic testing has already ruled out Homo neanderthalis and the Denisova hominin as contributors to Sasquatch mtDNA or nuDNA. “The male progenitor that contributed the unknown sequence to this hybrid is unique as its DNA is more distantly removed from humans than other recently discovered hominins like the Denisovan individual,” explains Ketchum. “Sasquatch nuclear DNA is incredibly novel and not at all what we had expected. While it has human nuclear DNA within its genome, there are also distinctly non-human, non-archaic hominin, and non-ape sequences. We describe it as a mosaic of human and novel non-human sequence. Further study is needed and is ongoing to better characterize and understand Sasquatch nuclear DNA.” Ketchum is a veterinarian whose professional experience includes 27 years of research in genetics, including forensics. Early in her career she also practiced veterinary medicine, and she has previously been published as a participant in mapping the equine genome. She began testing the DNA of purported Sasquatch hair samples 5 years ago. Ketchum calls on public officials and law enforcement to immediately recognize the Sasquatch as an indigenous people: “Genetically, the Sasquatch are a human hybrid with unambiguously modern human maternal ancestry. Government at all levels must recognize them as an indigenous people and immediately protect their human and Constitutional rights against those who would see in their physical and cultural differences a ‘license’ to hunt, trap, or kill them.” Full details of the study will be presented in the near future when the study manuscript publishes. ### Dr. Ketchum is available for interview or to answer further questions about the Sasquatch genome study and associated research on novel contemporary hominins at media@dnadiagnostics.com

I Am Having A Mother Fucking Baby!

It is my one shot to get the title right on this one. I will be honest I don't think their are very many positive statements that have the words "Baby" and "Mother Fucking" in it. But it is the truth. My lady and I are having a baby. The due date is the end of May 2013. To say we are excited is an understatement. To say I am stressed out or nervous is a triple understatement . I am pretty sure I went from a boy to a man overnight when Jamee told .
It's a scary world out there. I used to just have to worry about little ol' me but now I have a partner and a newborn to worry about . I just went from number 1 to 3 on the depth chart in a matter of three years. That is some serious slippage. But it is all worth it. Part of life is dropping the "I" and worrying about the "Us".
My girl and I think about it all day and everyday. We are nearing the end of the 1st trimester . She isn't getting morning sickness as much. She has a small bump and if you look hard enough you can tell.  We told everyone this past weekend via Facebook. Jamee was worried everyone would think she is just gaining a lot weight if we didn't annouce it soon. I feel where she is coming from. She is a tiny little skinny lady.  We should find out the sex of this little nugget around the New Year . At this point I am under the very truthful impression that I can't make enough money and we can truly never be ready. Two things that mess with my internal conscience .
The future is very bright . I mean sun in my eyes "blinding" bright. I am so thankful to be in the place I am . Things didn't feel so bright a few years ago and understanding that change happens within saved my life. Whether God is a man, woman, ball of energy or all of the above he has put a blessing into my life. It is my job to be true to the struggle and raise this monster in the likeness of the culture and traditions I gre up on.

And in case you didn't know I AM HAVING A MOTHER FUCKIGN BABY! And you know it's going to be a girl.

I just want to look like I play Golf

I am the worst golfer ever. Maybe in the history of the world. When I need to hit it straight it goes right and when I am nearing water my ball is attracted to getting wet . I used to consider myself hopeless in the game of golf but I have finally found my calling. Instead of practicing and being a good golfer I am going for "Looking" like a great golfer . I have thrown out going to the practice range and searching for professional help. It's a waste of time any money. Anyone can hit a golf ball down a wide open space. And anyone can let a club pro jerk them off for $150 an hour. I believe golf is one of those games where you just have to play and play as much as you can.

So my mission is to look like a good golfer. I had my old clubs gripped with bright red.  I hit the clearance clothes racks at Haggin Oaks and Golf Galaxy for the goofiest golf shit. I made sure that my shoes match my belt and match my hat too. I do that anyway, but when I match, people think you know what you're talking about . I also found a great deal on some legit golf balls that have been barely touched . I should have gotten my name slapped on them but that will be my next move.
The next step to looking like a good to great golfer is speed of play. Like I said before I don't hit the driving range. I only have so many good shots in me and I ain't trying to waste them on the driving range. When it is my turn to hit, I'm ready. I don't take thirty practice swings and I don't have to make sure my ball is in the perfect place. I will pick my ball up in front of everyone and better my position. Golf is war and there are no rules in war.

When I put all these things together I pretty much look like I am coming off the tour. That is until I hit the ball . Then you realize that I am just some sack trying to act like I play .

One Of The Best Weekends Ever

             

I had a good one this weekend. Actually I had a great one. I couldn’t have asked for a better three days. Nothing compares to a great weekend that requires minimal planning. It started on Friday as I exited work early. Normally I am a certified workaholic. It takes a lot to pull me from my desk. I am addicted to getting a commission check and making our clients happy. But Friday was a half day for me because I had some big plans to take care of.

Firstly I had set up some concert tickets to see one of my favorite bands Matt and Kim at The Fox Theater in Oakland. My lady and I had planned to drive down to Oakland on Friday and stay at The Waterfront Hotel at Jack London Square. I know when most people think about Oakland, not too many kind words come to mind. But we were pleasantly surprised at the kindness Oakland showed us while we were visiting. The Waterfront was a beautiful but dated hotel overlooking the Bay and Marina. The service was excellent and our room had a great view. The room had a sea theme, and rightly so, since we literally were perched over the marina.  After resting in the room for a few we went and had dinner at Miss Pearl’s restaurant. It was a southern seafood inspired restaurant.  We met the chef Eddie Blyden and to say he was a nice man was an understatement. The original version of the restaurant was a San Francisco staple thirty years ago and it has since moved on to Oakland. The food was good, the service was great, and the bread pudding was amazing. After dinner we got ready and took a ride downtown to The Fox Theater. The Theater was beautifully decorated. This was my first time at the venue but it will not be my last. I got us some seats in the balcony because I don’t do the standing room only thing at concerts. I want a safety nest to return to if things get wild in the crowd. We had some great seats in the Loge area which was in front on the general balcony seating. Matt and Kim put on a great show and Jamee and I were super impressed by their high energy and crowd engaging act. Matt can sing and play keyboard but Kim can sure play some drums. She was amazing.  After the show we literally walked out of the venue and hopped immediately into a cab and were back in our hotel room within ten minutes and tucked away in bed.

The next morning the sun was blasting through our balcony. Someone was telling us it’s time to get up. I ordered a pretty stunning room service smorgasbord of food and we decided to eat overlooking the water. We are pretty lucky just to be able to enjoy each other’s time with a great view. After breakfast we got ready and said our goodbyes to Oakland. We proceeded back towards Berkeley and made a stop at Golden Gate Fields. Horse racing is my game of choice. You can keep table games, slot machines and all other sports bets. Horse racing is where it’s at. I think in another life I may have been a dogfighting or cockfighting fan but nowadays I will stick to horse racing. My girl is a horse racing fan too and ever since we hit a trifecta on the Kentucky Derby she has been hooked. I reserved us a box and we hung out for about 6 races before we hit the road home. I didn’t win any money but after last week’s trip and winning about 600 buck I didn’t mind breaking even. When we got back to Sacramento on Saturday we sat down to witness the SF Giants take it to the Tigers in game three of the World Series. It was one of the best games I have seen and it was a prelude to witnessing them clinching it the next night.

On Sunday I woke up early and hit the links at Cherry Island. It is a tough course and I was playing against my golfing arch nemesis Steve Lanterman . He usually beats me but today I finally got the up on him during the back nine and I never let off. The course is one of those that play with your ego. You can go for the legendary shot or you can play it safe and set yourself up for the next shot. I can’t hit that far so even when I am going for it all it looks like I am going for the safe play. After golf I went back to home base and proceeded to nap for the remainder of the day until the SF Giants Game was on. We witnessed the Giants winning their 2^nd World Series in 3 years. The game was fun to watch and included the usual torture that a Giants game brings to your stomach. After watching Sergio Romo strike out the greatest hitter over the last 40 years and win the game and the World Series it was officially an end to a magnificent weekend  

I am back for the meantime

Work is a mother . I mean I never have enough time in the day. People want this and employees want that. I want to tell them to "Fuck Off" but I always think one day I might need their help so I should keep my comments light. Or even worse, one day, they might be my boss and remember when I treated them like garbage and dedicate their life to ruining mine.
I like working. I should say I love working but that would be silly. I can't not be employed. If I got fired today i would have a job tomorrow morning by 8am . It's always been that way. I was once unemployed for three months about 7 years ago and I wanted to blow my brains out . Because the only thing worse than getting paid like shit is not getting paid at all .
There isn't really anything I wont do for a good paycheck. Five years ago I would have done a lot more for money but I have come to my senses over the last few years. Back then I would have robbed, stole, and lied for 5k a month. I have come to realize selling your soul isn't worth the cost of one good month. It's about 2013 and not October 2012.

And not to overuse the quote of the almost famous rapper Vitamin P "Get your mind right and get your grind right"

One Year Without The Drink

Firstly, I want to state if you can drink and do drugs all day and night than do it. Not more, but the most power to you. I commend your drive and desire. I just couldn't take being one person at night and than someone else the next day. I know I am not the only one that feels this way but at the time I did. I wasn't acting fake. I was just lost.  It was tiring, frustrating, and financially bankrupting to keep doing what I was doing .  I have just completed over a year of not drinking or doing any hard drugs. That means no Friday night meet ups with the boys or late night calls to the dope man to score a bag. Usually they were one in the same.  How do I feel? Well life still goes on but today I can most definitely handle what is on the horizon. It's not always good or bad but I know that I can get through it. I have a feeling of inner worth knowing that I have the life skills to make my own decisions . I am okay doing things on my own now as I used to be fearful making decisions alone. I know, what a pussy.

  I will admit that I never stopped smoking marijuana . This blog isn't about me justifying my life to anyone except God or whomever the higher being is up there in the sky .  Do some people think marijuana is bad? I am sure they are out there but I know what works for me. I keep the smoking quiet unless someone asks me, but for the most part I am always down for a good puff.

Now here in lies the debate. I go to Alcoholics Anonymous . I am an alcoholic because without drinking I don't desire to do half the shit I would do being drunk. This includes talking too much, spending too much, and pretending too much.   I participate in the meetings . I would never sponsor anyone unless I was completely "sober". Those are the rules. I get a lot out of the program. For instance you can share and laugh within the meetings. I am with people that feel like I do. I would never take away from the benefit of AA, but I can't always say I follow it 100%. It's free and bases it existence on donations from fellow members. I have met a lot of great people in AA. And without AA I would not be alcohol-free today. My main knock on AA is I don't feel like talking about drugs and alcohol all day long. I wasn't doing that when I was drinking and using so why do I want to talk about it all the time when I am not ? But maybe that is part of the attraction to AA. Most of the time talking about having a problem with alcohol or drugs is a no-no to all the "normal" people out there.

The conclusion to all this is I don't drink and use today. I feel much better. I am in a place that I never though possible one year ago.  I do miss all my old friends that I used to get drunk with. I am sure they are on the same bar stool. That doesn't mean I don't want a huge Pina Colada or the coldest Bud Light in the world. I do, but like anything in life I have to make choices. One choice leads me to confidence and spiritual growth and the other leads to short term highs with really low lows . If you would have asked me ten years ago I would have taken the highs and the lows. But now I just want more . Can you blame me?

Products I support. Chapter Two. You can't go wrong with the white V-Neck

It's the truth! You can't go wrong with a clean white V-Neck. I mean you see them everywhere nowadays. It's not like they were invented a few years ago but it seems that you can always spot someone wearing one wherever you travel. I have tried all the brands. I have tried Hanes, Fruit of the Loom, JC Penney's brand, Macys, the one you find at Champ's or Foot Locker, but their is only one. There is only one brand of V-Neck that has the look, feel and won't break your pocketbook. Believe me I have seen 100 dollar V-Necks and besides buying dope off of a crackhead it would be a stupid decision to purchase one. The King of the White V-Neck in my mind is the Nordstrom brand. They come in packs of four for about 30 bucks and  even you little skinny pucks can  purchase them in slim fit. They normally come in Traditional fit and you can always buy them in store or online .  The only recommendation I can offer on good White V-Neck care is wash them with whites only and hang dry them if you get the chance. The more you use a dryer the smaller they get regardless if they say pre-shrunk.  I have a few things I really like about the classic V-Neck

1. It looks great under a dress shirt. Nothing looks stupider that seeing someone wearing a nice dress shirt and have a big chunky white crew neck shirt hanging out of the top. It makes it look like this might be your first job or you put on some dirty shirt over your dress shirt. Let it be known that the only acceptable undershirt to wear over your dress shirt is either a V-Neck or Athletic Cut T-shirt known by it's street name "Wife beater"
2. Sometimes a white V-Neck is so white it makes everything stand out. A nicely ironed or pressed white V-Neck looks good with come clean jeans and a pair of Chucks. The simplicity factor of the outfit will lend creditability to a nice, watch, great glasses, or a piece of jewelery .
3. If you can find some different colors in a V-Neck then go for it. Though all V-Necks have  a pretty short life cycle it is worth it to find some different colors . I have made a commitment to wearing the V-Neck so when I find some variety I spring into action .
4. Get your girl some V-necks or let her use yours for bed. You can't go wrong .

Products I Support . The First Chapter

When I find something I like I stick with it. Whether that is clothes or beauty products once I find something I like, it is with me, till the end. Yes, I said beauty products, because even 280 pound men need to look beautiful from time to time. This first chapter are items that use during and after I hop in the shower.

Let's start with my face. Every morning in the shower I use either Cetaphil or Panoxyl . Now Cetaphil is a mild cleanser that is great for everyday use. Panoxyl is a cleanser that will scrap paint of the side of your house. I would use this sparingly or you will wake up with itchy face. You have to find a product you can use everyday and sometimes twice a day. You need to also find out what kind of skin you have and where are your problem areas.
 After I get out of the shower I use a cotton ball and some Clean and Clear astringent to get off the extra dirt . After that I put on  the Target Up and Up Brand Moisturizer with SPF protection. These products work really well but I  always say if you can afford the Clinque 3-Step that is one to get. It has everything you need since the entire package  is a cleanser, astringent, and facial moisturizer.
 As for deodorant I used to be a strictly woman's only deodorant. I have four sisters so using my own was never an option. Women's brands are strong and it still has a nice mellow smell. I was over the men's deodorant with the extra strong scent . I felt like I was a Russian trying to cover up my regular scent   When I say deodorant I mean antiperspirant. If you want to stink after 2 hours wear deodorant. If you want to give yourself a fighting chance throughout the day wear antiperspirant. I was a Lady Speed Stick wearer for years but that was until I found Old Spice Fiji. This is a brilliant brand and it smells great. It smells so good that even my girl wears it .
These were just a few of the items I use and in the next couple of weeks I will be adding to this interesting list of products I use and support.

You, Me and Obamacare

           I think the guy is a genius. He is looking out for the American people. What do you expect the President of the United States to do? That is his job. We live in the richest, most ethnically diverse county in the world. A county that has opened its doors to people trying to make a better life for themselves . So why shouldn't he work on a bill to provide Americans with stable private healthcare ? Of course if you can afford it you should purchase it. And if you have health insurance you should be able to keep it without worry of unwarranted rate hikes. Healthcare almost seems like something only for the rich or the corporately employed can have on a regular basis. Right now I pay about $180 a month for health and dental coverage. I could spend $180 dollars in a night out with my girl or during an afternoon at an expensive golf course. Sure both of those actions are much more fun than shelling out almost $200 bucks to have the privilege of seeing a doctor to diagnose my ailments.

But check this out, I broke my left leg almost nine months ago and the final bill was $295,000! Now I wondered two things during the time I was laid up in a hospital bed. Firstly, I was there for 8 days and was amazed that $295,000 of services were performed upon me. That seemed like a lot. But what my insurance paid to settle was almost half of the total bill. The reason is the doctors provide so many services that go unsettled or under contractual obligation that if they don't overbill they lose money. I never understood the system until I was thrown into it.   Secondly I wouldn't have known what to do if I didn't have health insurance. The cost would have been a financial disaster for me and my family. The time off work alone was almost unbearable since I am 100% commission.

So I welcome the Obamacare plan being passed by the Supreme Court. Jack up my taxes if I can be assured that my fellow American citizen can be protected to seek out healthcare to protect themselves and their families

Who am I?

Who Am I? This is seamlessly an impossible question for me to answer. I could tell you who I was. A student, a musician, a rugby player, a drunk, a jokester, a cheat, and a thief. I could tell you whom I would like to become. A father, a husband, a leader, an owner, a provider . But I have a really tough time telling you who I am now. I think I am mixture of all. I know where I want to go but I can't seem to shake the persona of what I was. Does everyone have this issue or am I the only one ?  It's fun to  think about the past and it's intriguing to predict the future but it's kind of scary living in the present. The present appears to be so unpredictable and ever changing . I feel like I get my heartbroken a few times a week. I am slowly moving from what everyone else is doing to just worrying about myself and my immediate circle . That is a tough transisiton. I amost feel like I am trying to not care so much anymore. But in reality I am caring more about stuff that is important to me .

Hipper to the Game

It's not about staying on top. It's about being comfortable in thy skin while the world around us goes crazy. It's never going to stop,War, famine, economic failures, death, birth, heartache and heartbreak that is . But we can produce our minds to weather it all can't we? I mean we are all animals but what makes us different is the ability to reason in the face of danger or death. It's time to get Hipper to the Game.

Giving Yoga A Shot

I tried Yoga for my first time this week. I was truly impressed. I enjoyed the movements and the next day I really was quite sore. My favorite part of the gig was the almost total silence . I can't remember the last time I was in a room full of people and no one was talking . It was almost empowering knowing that the movements took precedence over others personal goals.

My other favorite of the evening was my girl was really good at it. I mean she did all the moves the instructor set forth . I know because I was watching her since I was unable to do the same moves ! No biggie because I know that all things that last take time . So I am excited for my next yoga class if I ever get off work early enough.

My Season with the Sacramento Capitals Part 1

I used to be a rugby player. A pretty good one I think. Loose Head Prop was my position. Right at the front of the Scrum. Really it's the left side of the scrum but you get the picture. I had a lot of leg injuries when I played but when I was on the field I put in work . Prop is usually a defensive minded position but if you give me the ball I am running some offense! I played for Chico State University and we won a lot of games. We played in what's considered the toughest collegiate league in the nation. After I gave up playing the game I moved to the coaching side . After years of coaching Women, High School Boys, and even a Youth Team I took a shot at coaching a Men's Club. I took the assignment as a forwards coach for the Sacramento Capitals. The Capitals are the oldest team in the Sac Valley and until a few years ago they were also the top team in the region.  It seemed as the team had lost a lot of former players due to disagreements on the future direction of the team . That was no big deal to me because I don't really know any of the former players of the Capitals. And in all honesty if you leave your team in the middle of tough times, I don't really want your punk ass anyway. Go play for someone else and down them out with your personality.  Now when I took the job I still couldn't walk because of my broken left leg and was still on two crutches slowly moving to one, then to a cane, and finally able to walk a little. No biggie unless it's raining , muddy, or a day that ends in"Y".
When the season started I wasn't even prepared to coach let alone be the only forwards coach of the Capitals. That was my fault but the I love the game and when someone asks me to coach I can't say "No". I was expecting a solid forward pack ready to take on the season and hopefully make the playoffs. What I got was a solid group of men with little or no rugby experience. The ones that did have extensive experience were still reeling from the loss of most of their friends and former teammates to the Sacramento Lions or the Division 3 teams scattered around the Valley. The men that had little to no experience were looking for guidance and assistance in learning a violent and beautiful game. On top of that we also had many players from the Pacific Islands such as Tonga and Samoa in which English wasn't necessarily their first language . I was up for a real challenge.

The lucky part  during this season was I had the opportunity to coach again with my mentor and good buddy Jason Crother. When it comes to rugby he is Obi Wan. I wish I could say I was Luke Skywalker but let's just say I am a wannabee Jedi. He gauges the weather, the other teams playing style, field size, and time of day. I am the kind of coach that thinks possession is the name of the game and if the other team isn't handling the ball they can't score. Simple enough? What Crother brings to the table in preparedness I try to make up for in enthusiasm. Let's face it the game of rugby can either swallow you whole because of the sheer energy it takes to play or it can change your life for the better in many aspects . I am always one to joke and I believe if you are going to go into battle you might as well have a good laugh before you have to put your life on the line.
Little did I know that I was going to be in for the season of a lifetime with more drama than a daytime soap opera. But that's for next time..........Stay tuned.

It still trips me out

Do you like this view?

Just a couple of pins!

It blows my mind that I broke my leg on October 1st 2011. That would be about 6 months today on the dot. I can't do a lot of stuff I used to. I can't do a squat. I can' t jump off the porch and run to my car. I couldn't chase down a hoodlum stealing an old lady's purse, and if a mountain lion was chasing me I probably wouldn't make it to safety. I have put on a little weight but I was a fat ass before the accident so my clothes aren't complaining.
Some good things have come out of the whole experience. My girl Jamee has taken care of me through the whole process. She has been amazing. I am going to marry that little beezy one day and not because she made me breakfast everyday for three months but because she has made sacrifices for me that not just anybody would make. The only problem is she steals all my jokes. All of them!

Another great thing that has come out of the accident is it keeps my butt in my desk. I get to work at 7am and I leave after 6pm, everyday, Monday through Friday. I have had the opportunity to build a business with my mentor and good friend . He gave me a chance to be a part of it and I jumped on it . So when I see people posting about their workouts, or other physical accomplishments, I don't get upset. Cause I have things in my life that people couldn't even touch no matter how many pushups they do.

Ouch