jake5270
Gift PremiumLaid-back, easy going guy until my passions are aroused. I've been here 3 other times... I keep trying to get it right, I guess. lol
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Thursday, March 11, 2021, 8:11:27 PM- Life is stranger... | ||
... than fiction. I should have saved the article, but I read in the newspaper where the CDC has issued guidelines for a Zombie outbreak. Be prepared! :O | ||
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Wednesday, March 10, 2021, 7:27:05 PM- Times change | ||
When I was a boy, you did as you were told if you wanted to be able to go outdoors and to be able to sit down. Telling a lie to an adult was an asset not yet perfected, but sneaking forbidden things seemed to be a natural talent all of us possessed. One of the 'norms' of society at that time was that whites and people of color did not mix - supposedly we had that 'separate but equal' thing going on that anyone with half a brain could see was not true. People of color were expected to know their place... i.e. whites came first. At age twelve I entered junior high school, what we now call middle school. This being the age of the baby boomers, it seemed like new schools were being built every day. The smaller schools were being consolidated into bigger schools. The jr. high I went to was different, in that it was located at the edge of one of the two black communities in town. made the population of the school predominately black. The few white students came from neighborhoods on the edge of town and we were bused there. The white parents hated it, but unless you could afford the tuition to go to another school or could afford to move out of the district, this was where you were supposed to go. I was scared to go there. I had been told so many nasty things about 'colored people' (when they were being nice, usually the 'N' word was bandied about), that I was on pins and needles in my expectations. Well, guess what? Other than physically and musically, we all wanted the same things out of life and had been raised the same way. I made good friends back then who are still close friends today. When I got to high school, it was the late 1960s and there was protesting and race riots every year I was there. Mostly the cause of these things was old school thinking. My friends and I were affected, but didn't participate. I always liked to think of myself as being open minded, but there was still one area where I needed to change my thinking. Being gay was definitely a societal taboo when I was growing up. Almost every person I was sure was gay would deny it, even going so far as dating the opposite sex to keep their secret. As time passed, more & more people began to 'come out'. Fine, I thought. But deep inside, I remembered my Christian upbringing and just thought: Yeah, I can work alongside these people and be friends with them, but you know they're going to Hell for their choices. Time continues to march on and a few years ago, when an old friend I grew up with who never showed any signs of being gay came out, I did some more thinking. Would I abandon this old friend just because he didn't like women? Could I accept him as the good person he is and, most importantly, did I want to see him be happy? That was when I realized that I was still judging someone on preconceived notions. What he, or any gay person does with their life is their business and between them and God. I have no right to interfere. Sure, it still bothers me a little bit when I see a couple of guys kiss or hold hands, but I am adjusting. Times change, life moves on... and so should I. ~ | ||
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Tuesday, March 9, 2021, 7:41:13 PM- Dinosaur make out music | ||||||
The group Bread was a easy listening band when I was in my late teens. In those days, parties weren't huge bashes that spilled out onto the lawn. Most were gatherings of not more than 20 people and you pretty much knew everyone there. In the late 1960s, early 1970s, alcohol was still predominate, but sometimes pot was there as well. Later in the night, when everyone was feeling mellow, the music turned mellow and couples started making out (as we called it then - simply kissing). This group was a hit at that time of night and here is a fine example: So - turn the lights down low, embrace your partner and let the kisses flow. | ||||||
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Monday, March 8, 2021, 6:46:28 PM- A simple toast | ||||||
I heard this toast - well, most of it... the person didn't quite complete it, but it was fairly simple to figure out: 'To all the kisses we've snatched, and to all of the snatches we've kissed'. I liked it and plan on using it at my earliest convenience. | ||||||
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Sunday, March 7, 2021, 7:31:50 PM- (sigh) | ||||||
There is still a lot of unfounded fear out there in America. An old friend posted a picture on Facebook Saturday of (supposedly) immigrants at the Texas border wear t-shirts that read: Please let us in President Biden. The t-shirts all looked brand new, so MAYBE it could have been real or maybe it could have been staged. I don't know. What bothered me was this old friend worried about the illegal immigrant problem as if it were happening outside our city limits in a small town in Indiana. I asked this friend if he were worried these people might get into the country and take all of those menial, low paying jobs that most Americans don't seem to want, or If he considered them a threat because they were not white. This person, like so many others, need to realize that America is not (and hasn't been for quite a while) a country overflowing with a white majority any more. America is supposed to be the land of opportunity, regardless of race or religion. If you're trying to shut your borders to keep non-white people out, then you're living in the past and not facing reality. It is sad to me that so many white Americans feel this way. Life goes on and it's better to live it color blind than to live in the past, choking on fear. I don't care what color my neighbors are, as long as they're (like me) trying to live the American dream. ~ | ||||||
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Sunday, March 7, 2021, 2:49:53 AM- I got nothin' | ||||||
I got my second Covin-19 shot Friday. I was a bit apprehensive because it was to happen an hour before I went in to work. If I had any side effects, I sure didn't want them happening there. Other than my arm being sore for a few hours, nothing adverse occurred. Whew! I blame all of those people on social media for making me nervous. The only effect that has lasted is one of feeling giddy. I'll take that one happily! | ||||||
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Friday, March 5, 2021, 5:53:50 PM- It's today! | ||||||
I'm getting my second Covid-19 shot today. I'm really looking forward to it and I'll let everyone know tomorrow how it went. Cheers! | ||||||
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Thursday, March 4, 2021, 7:52:11 PM- Finally! | ||
I have been having problems with my hip lately. Yes, I know it's another in a long list of things that happen to you as you get older. I was having trouble sleeping on my side and would wake up with pain in my hips. Two choices for remedy: Spend $1,000.00 or more for a new mattress, or buy a leg pillow. It's not like I don't have the money, I just thought I'd try a simpler approach first. The leg pillow has been a Godsend! It's comfy and I'm back to sleeping peacefully again. I'm happy I listened to the practical side of my brain. | ||
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Wednesday, March 3, 2021, 8:10:33 PM- All my exes... | ||
... live in Texas. Not really, but with Texas removing all restrictions, I wouldn't mind. Turning into the Dumbass state! | ||
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Tuesday, March 2, 2021, 7:39:14 PM- Confirmation | ||||||
As a young man in my twenties, many years ago, I asked a professor at the local university, while sitting in a bar, what he thought was the meaning of life. This distinguished man of letters was quick with his reply: "Procreation". He then asked the bartender to put a baseball game on the t.v. At the time, I thought his reply was stated in jest, so I let it go. All of these years later, I sometimes think about that day. Is procreation all we are meant to accomplish in life? What about art? Love? But when you think about it, I've heard countless times how people describe their greatest achievement was holding their newborn in their arms. Life trumps everything else we do in our time on this earth. So I'm sure now that a one word reply years ago is one of the most meaningful things I've heard in my life. The old man was correct. ~ | ||||||
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