The Art of Sing Fighting

I have never claimed to be the creator or inventor of anything . I have never made a discovery that will change the course of human intelligence . I can say that my girl and I are innovators and we have perfected the art of Sing Fighting. Or also know as Sing Arguing .

   What is Sing Fighting you ask? It is the act of critiquing, or proving a strong point through song that might otherwise be taken offensively if it was simply spoken. Singing and music have alleviated stress and brought joy to people for thousands of years. So when enlightening someone close to you with a topic that may come off as intrusive it may be in better taste to sing the request to them . Whether that be their current cleaning abilities or perhaps simply there current outlook on life . When tackling sensitive subjects it may just be easier to belt them out in song to your partner or close friends.

      Not everyone takes to Sing Fighting immediately . It takes two or more parties to be in a solid sing fighting contest. Just one person involved typically means you are singing songs to yourself which can come off as strange or slightly schizophrenic . You need to practice regularly. As well placed lyric in a Sing Fighting contest can make all the difference. And the power of song can be much more powerful than immediately telling someone they are a true train wreck .

     As an avid Sing Fighter I can tell you that the ability to tell my lady what is on my mind has increased ten fold. I am no longer afraid to tell the woman I love that she is being a baby or she may need to fold my clothes a little quicker next time she does laundry. As long as these requests are made through song I am confident that I will no longer be sleeping on the couch for erroneous non-rhythmic comments .

Please take my advice and truly give Sing Fighting as chance to make close relationships even closer.  

Why do people write blogs?

Why do all these people around the world write blogs? Chances are you can't talk about what you want in your current surroundings. Maybe you are a kid confused about the world and every time you open your mouth someone tells you to "shut it"? Maybe you're a girl whose fashion sense is depressing at best and you want to find others that dress or look like you? Or maybe your a guy whose sense of the world can sometimes only be put into words cause if he went around saying that shit in public people would think he is crazy. I think I fall under the last one. I feel like I have so much to say and so little time to do it.  But after awhile a human being can only talk so much before you have to start putting it in writing . People don't want to just hear words.  If you just keep talking one day someone is going to ask you to stop. But people are so insane nowadays that you never know someones version of "stop". It could be a bullet.

I write a blog cause I feel that when I sit down and think about what I am writing it comes out straight to the point and easily interpreted. I wish everything was just like that. And than it hit me. That is why people do this venting on social media. It is the way I want it. That is the goal in this huge thing called Life. To make it the way you want it . To make it acceptable by you. For you to allow others to critique, make fun, or just plain ignore you words , but at the same time knowing they can look whenever they want . So on that note I am in full support of all you bloggers out there no matter how bad your shit sucks. At least you're at the comfort of your computer screen for the time being and not in the trenches of the real world .

Attack of the Hairy Back

I have a bald spot on the top of my head the size of a small plate . I reserve the right to only wear double extra large white shirts . I have an uncontrollable vice of drinking light beers and smoking cigarettes. All these traits are shared by millions of others in the world. But I also belong to a very secret and mysteriously club that rarely speaks in public and often stays out of the water without proper care. That's right I am the carrier and silent leader of the Hairy Back Club.

The first step to being in the club is admitting it . You can't hide from it. It follows you around wherever you go. It doesn't matter the hair color, or the age group. Once you are in , chances are you are in for life . I will offer a few tips that can make your entry into the club smooth and possibly pain free. Here goes!

1. You have a few ways you can go about getting the hair off your back. I recommend using electric clippers. I am not some LA model so I like a little fuzz. You could wax it off but make sure someone kicks you in the balls first to dull the pain . I don't recommend laser treatment cause it's very expensive.

2. No matter how flexible you are you can't do it yourself. You need someone on your side. You must befriend either a fellow Hairy Back member or ask your girlfriend really nicely .

3. I recommend shaving it at least every two months. That way you can keep your back hair looking short and manageable.

4. Don't ever be embarrassed by what you go going on on your back. You're a man and it goes with the territory.

5. Girls may make silly comments, but lets face it, they shave their butt holes, pluck their facial hair, and bleeds from their vagina once a month. They have very limited room to talk.

The bottom line is don't let your hairy back stop you from enjoying your summer. That would be silly .

Growing into your own

It is that time of year that reminds you that the days of Summer Vacation are long gone. Riding your bike around and having nothing to worry or care about has since passed. I remember when summer was the season to cause trouble. You hung around friends from different schools, went on different road trips, and experienced different activities, whether forced to do so or not. You were turned from a school kid to a savage that ate anything, rarely wore shoes and would swim anytime, any place . Those were the days .

Now I have work. Year round. What the fuck is a vacation? The second you take one you are labeled the lazy one, especially in a self employment environment. Can you tell I am self employed? Well nowadays they say it is much better to have a job than have nothing at all. And I completely agree with that statement.

But as we get closer to summer I always believe that one day I can just say "Fuck It" and ditch everything for a nice long summer vacation with me and my girl. It's true we would sing songs and try to bug each other into submission, but we would be off for the summer and try to enjoy every minute of it. And that is why I work every week of the year. For the chance to have a summer vacation one day.

Fuck with my Money and You Fuck with my Emotions

It's true. I don't like when people mess with my money. It usually happens out of greed, miscommunication, or lack of knowledge. And all of these occurrences can come from the party shelling out the cash or the one receiving it . When it comes to the opportunity of putting greenbacks into your sweaty little hand, one miscalculation, can be the difference from carpooling to "Lunch is on Me". But before I start getting off track,  I want to make clear about a couple of rules that must be followed.
1. It's a job.
Bottom-line is you are usually getting paid because you have completed or are in the midst of completing some sort of work for an agreed amount of money in return. But wait, before you get ahead of yourself you must remember that when money is involved the friend stuff goes right out the door. Making money is about keeping money and if I am giving all my friends, cash, when they ask for it or think they deserve it than it will be a matter of time before you are out of business. This is where emotions come into play. A job may define your income but it shouldn't define you. Just cause your are friendly with your coworkers doesn't mean I want to spend my free time with them or listen to their personal thoughts and concerns. Some of my best friends have been former coworkers, but rarely does that happen. It takes unique people to respect work and the boundaries of friendship.   The second you make work personal than you are allowing work to define you.
2. If you think you can do it better, go for it.
If you think you can do the job better, than what is stopping you? Nothing says "see you on the flip side"  better than going out and doing it yourself. If you are tired of determining what your measly paycheck is going to be why don't you go out and create the opportunity for yourself. If you are upset about what you get why don't you become the one who dishes out the paychecks ? But remember when you are the boss the days of "Hating the Man" are over . You are "The Man " and guess what ? Everyone hates you. This road causes ulcers, heart-attacks, divorces, etc. It is not for the faint of heart But guaranteed you will be the one signing the checks . Some people are born to lead and others have no problem hiding in the shadows. Find out which one you are .
3. Take care of yourself first . You first. Everyone else comes second. Make sure you do what is in your best interest first. Hearts, Friendships, and Bones have been broken for not looking out for Numero Uno. You know what works for you. Some people need a handshake to conduct business while others need contracts. Find which one works for you .

Life will whiz right by you if you're not careful. And money doesn't grow anywhere anymore except underground. And if you aren't digging for it someone else is and probably using you as the labor .

Don't make it a Joke

Work ethic is the most important thumbprint you can have . People often judge you on how fast, smart and aggressive you are at your job. The lesser of any of these traits can lead to scrutiny, unwanted sarcasm or possibly even termination. It's a job. It's not a game of kickball and it certainly isn't a night out on the town with friends. It's a fucking job. Your fucking job, to be exact. It's your choice to be there. And if you choose to be there you better be doing your best . You are there for eight, nine, ten, or even eleven hours a day so you can live, eat, buy what you want and when you need it .

You will never outwork me. And if you do I want to be on your team. I show up early and I leave when my work is done. I try not to work with idiots and I cherish business relationships based on hard work and respect.
I had to get this out .

The City That Lost It's Team

It has been unfortunate over the last month or so to bear witness to the fact that the Sacramento Kings are most likely leaving the area. It is a mix of things that have drawn this event; A lack of a new stadium, a losing team, and the small market in which the Kings play within. The Kings are the biggest draw of sports in the Central Valley. It is obvious that their loss will be a big hit to Sacramento.

What next? Are we fighting a losing battle to a team that has stated that for business purposes, that moving is it's best bet. The Maloofs don't hate Sacramento but they do hate that the Kings have taken the biggest hit in the area due to the recession. People aren't going to games anymore because they simply can't afford to pay hundreds of dollars to take the family to a game in which they will most likely lose . So it is a mix of both . Almost like a "which came first the chicken or the egg" . If the Kings play good the fans show up. But with a limited arena and practice facility you can't expect the Kings to get better.  So now we are pointing fingers at both involved parties.


The came from somewhere else.



The Kings came from somewhere else and now it looks like that are moving to definitely not greener pastures, but more golden.







Uprise and Hope for the Best

Anyone can do it. Uprising against the powers that be . It could be a boss, a brother, or even the government . The 1st step is always the most important. That is are you willing to put it all on the line ? And that could include death or the death of loved ones. Millions have attempted it but few are in our history books. The first sign of possible harm or fear destroys most uprising immediately.

Most of us are afraid to uprise. Why? Most likely out of fear. not for fear that you will remain in the same position but fear that it could always get worse. And as we know in life it can always get worse.

I am happy to see that educated kids and adults are starting to make the push towards democracy. People all around the world want the same things. For your family to be safe and your immediate needs of warmth, shelter, food, and purpose to be satisfied. Easy in the literary sense but a ginormous effort in literal terms . I am hoping that the worlds' lust for power does not deter our love for one another . We shall see in these next coming months if the uprising can change into an upbringing.

Tahoe Park Spartans

The Tahoe Park Spartans have officially taken the field. They are a first year youth rugby team out of downtown Sacramento. The team is comprised of 7th and 8th grade Boys and Girls. I  have the privilege of being one of their coaches . The team itself is part of the Police Athletic League and it's goals are to promote community and confidence . I can appreciate the Hearts And Minds campaign by our local law enforcement. I have never been much for cops but I have been slowly warming up to them . They are a pretty good group of guys and we are all volunteering our time so you can't knock that. We are steadily gaining the support of the players and parents. Rugby will change your life if you give it the chance.

 

 Our next games are:

Saturday 2/13/11 against Sierra at LDS Park in Penryn at 12pm and

COME SUPPORT THE TEAM

Tomorrow it will have been 9 years

            On February 2nd 2011 it will be 9 years since my father, Joseph Marion Villa died. He lost the fight to a very rare and aggressive form of cancer called colorless melanoma. I was with him through the entire situation. I can remember the day , shortly after my sister and I had graduated college. She went the four year plan and I took the five year route. My father wanted to wait till we had enjoyed our completion of school before he told us the bad news. That effort on his part, to allow, his children to focus on themselves while he battled alone will forever be stuck in my head. The man always showed so much compassion for others that even though he knew that the cancer he had been stricken with was most likely fatal he kept it to himself for over two months before he told his children.

              Am I upset he waited so long? Maybe a little. Would I give anything to have him here today? Of course. Is this a realistic request or wish to want him back in my life? Probably not, but what true wish is ever realistic? I think about him everyday. Not one day sneaks by that doesn't remind me of something we did together.

A lot has changed since he was alive. I have grown into a man from a young adult and my life has been blessed with the many people whom are a part of it . I haven't found my calling but I have attempted to turn over the rocks of life to find it.  My sister has had the what would have been his first granddaughter, Tyler Trivers. She is to be married in the summer and he would have liked her fiance very much.  My brother has graduated college and trying to start a life on his own . My little brother reminds me so much of our father that we often tease each other when one of us is acting like "Dad". If Joe Villa is looking down on us I want him to know that we are all doing good. Life is a grind and filled with love, hardship, and hope. But he gave us enough knowledge of our surroundings that we are going to be just fine. And being "just fine" sits pretty well with me when I take a look at it all.