Another great American holiday I can take advantage of but know little about.  It doesn't matter, it's just a day off.  Ahhhhh.  Ahhhhh. 

 

Well, I know this much if it wasn't for the early unions that formed in the country we probably wouldn't have today off.  Or 40 hour work week.  Or child labor laws.  So thanks to so many who were born before me that sacrificed to make it better for all of us.  There was a time in this country where you could get killed for trying to stand up to the company.  It happened to more than one person.  There's an old story about a man who tried to form a union somewhere down south back in the late 1800's and was framed for a murder by the mining company he worked for.  He was sentenced to be hung.  Many beleived he died an innocent man.  To this day...it is said...that his ghost still haunts the old jail cell where he spent his final days.  Wooooooo......

 

So how sad is that?  Many have given their life for what we have now.  Most of us don't know or care.  Well stop eating that burger right now I say.  Give me that.  What's wrong with you?  You.....smack...should...slurp...be.....earp....ashamed of yourself.  So as a public service this Labor Day I'm going around and taking food away from those who don't appreciate those who've sacrificed.  Oh, don't worry I'll give it to the needy.  By the way, I'm needy.  Have a great Labor Day!!!!

 

By the 8th grade or so I hated having to go back to school.  School was no longer fun like it was in grade school.  In grade school you got longer recesses and had easier classes.  It was a breeze.  By middle school they were starting to squeeze you a bit more.  You had some recesses but it just wasn't cool any longer in 8th grade to be playing like the 5th and 6th graders.  Growing up was appearing to be a drag. 

 

Why is that?  When I was four I watched my brother (who was a year older) get on the bus and go off to kindergarten.  I was so dissapointed.  I really wanted to go where he was going.  Funny how you want something that you don't have.  Well part of it too is that I was being programmed by mom.  "Next year will be your turn and you'll get to have fun learning all kinds of things too."  Waaaah, I want to go now..... oh how that changed to.......Waaaah, I don't want to go....... 

 

Why do most of us go from wanting to go to not wanting to go?  Below is my metamorphisis:

 

At first it's new and it's fun.

 

Look, I'm making new friends.

 

Wow, I'm getting my very own desk!

 

I've got supplies and everything!!!

 

We get to take naps!!

 

We get to go outside and play!!

 

I get to ride the bus!!

 

They serve lunch in school!! 

 

 

 now fast forward a few years:

 

 

Some people think I'm a dork.

 

Some of the kids are bullys or jerks.

 

There's pressure to fit in.

 

I have to study for tests.

 

I have to do homework.

 

 

 

 

The media is like a little brat, it keeps trying to get away with more and more.  It uses shock to negativity to make you watch/enslave you.  Do you want to be enslaved?  Or do you want to be a free thinker?

 

Especially when the weather is nice.  And my team won last night.  And I don't have a ton of work to do today.  And I slack off a bit.  And I may fake an illness to leave even earlier.  Ahhh.  Perfect, just flippin perfect.

 

Tonight 8-12 at the Terrace is Blues For a Cause $12 at the door.  Jim Lumpkin performs.  Maybe I'll go to that. 

 

 Anyway, have a great weekend.

 

Especially when the weather is nice.  And my team won last night.  And I don't have a ton of work to do today.  And I slack off a bit.  And I may fake an illness to leave even earlier.  Ahhh.  Perfect, just flippin perfect.

 

Tonight 8-12 at the Terrace is Blues For a Cause $12 at the door.  Jim Lumpkin performs.  Maybe I'll go to that. 

 

 Anyway, have a great weekend.