Well so much has happened since the last post...

Ha I call bullshit on that one...

OK so not much has gone on. I helped my mom close up her trailer on the 15th and I went to the zoo on the 16th (teacher's day I got in free). I haven't had much time to really contemplate my existence on this hunk of dirt. For those that know me they know I analyze things to death and when they are dead then I can perform an autopsy on them and really begin to understand them. Well OK maybe I am not that bad, but I am close. My Achilles heel so to speak is my constant thought wandering I do through out the day, usually when I should be concentrating on something else.

I'm a dreamer and I suppose I always will be I have fleeting thoughts of what I want to do with my life from moment to moment...

Will you leave a mark on this planet? (part deux)

OK so maybe it isn't a continuation of my previous entry... I just wanted to use (part deux)....

So some of you may know I have an addiction. Yes I have an addiction... me who beat smoking in one day. I who have tried many hard drugs and was able to avoid getting hooked.

I am addicted to ink. I like getting tattoos a lot. I got another one just yesterday and I have another appointment later on in October. I am either going to get traditional Japanese air line to fill out my half sleeve or I am going to do something on my other arm like a triple cross arrangement or some light rays around an existing tattoo I have... I guess I need to decide that...

Funny thing about tattoos depending on the age of people you are dealing with you can still be perceived as a criminal. I have seen many people who are a little on the older side react negatively to my choices I have made, and not just oh I don't like tattoos kind of negative. I can appreciate that tattoos are not for everyone and I am OK with that. We all make choices and not everyone makes the same choice. However when the prejudices make people think one way before knowing a person that's just kind of sad.

Will you leave a mark on this planet?

I have often wondered if I will leave a mark on this planet when I leave it to meet my maker. Aside from the obvious of leaving behind family, which eventually will forget who the hell you are as the generations pass, and friends, which again will die and you again will be forgotten, will anyone know who I am? I mean will blogger and my blog be here for years or even decades after i die? Will what I write make a difference in someones life? Will they think similar thoughts to me? Will there be some answer somewhere in this blog that an unknown person far into the future is searching for and BAM there is is in some inane ramblings of a thirtysomething's life? Do I have dreams of grandeur? Do I have my head in the clouds? Are my feet even grounded in reality? Do I have it in me to succeed in life? Do I have the internal fortitude to continue doing what I think is right even though I feel like I should give up? Is it true that when I think I am farthest from my goal that I am actually the closest? Should I start answering my own questions?

I need to poop....