I've never really been a fan of Roseanne, but what's good for the gander, should also be good for the goose...
Mostly that's because I have been conditioned lo these past 24 years of schooling to think both critically and independently, because school is about more than just facts and figures, but about the development and deployment of a mixed bag of processes.
My university, collegiate, even high school curricular background should avail me well.
I will give more elaborate posts in the future; after all, this is my first day. My first day is nie be
But hey, I'm university trained, should be easy peasy.
All this means is a delay; I shall remain undeterred in my quest to get back to good.. Just have to wait for my hand to strengthen, the damaging drugs to dissipate from the injections.
While waiting for my opportunity to try to scale the wall, I took a detour to a Target store proximal to the disability center. It was fruitful, mostly because I did my internet due diligence on the products at a more local Target; their offerings are pretty ubiquitous. I procured Noxzema, for I've noticed some nascent breakouts resultant of dry skin, and also oily skin. Noxzema should mitigate both maladies. I also bought some beard butter to try to train my mustache; part of it is diffuse, the other kind of flowing like a fu-man-chu should. I wish to bring them more into alignment. Once more unto the breach, and away from the razor.
All that is my attempt to bring hirsute back; my fight against modernity and its prejudice against the hairy; but I suppose that has been a trend, ever since our ancestors swung from branch to branch.
This will give me 3 days a week where I'll be lifting weights, a definite step in the right direction.
Three days training with resistance, cutting the carbs, just plain getting out and doing more should advance the ball of my life down the field. Stretching the metaphor to its breaking point, hopefully I'll be the 'belle of the ball;' but I'm a guy; so, perhaps I should set my aspiration to be the 'beau of the ball?' I'll just settle for being me.
And I think I should start having a driver once a week on Wednesdays, which means that I'll be able to start attending this support group that meets once a month, but I'm pretty cognizant that I should be able to find some utility for egress the other weeks
To quote my favorite bard from my youth:
"Oh well, Whatever, Nevermind. "
James Watson, Francis Crick, Rosalind Franklin, et al. discovered the DNA process for replication, offering a methodology for Darwin's theory of evolution.
In my youth, my dad always wore a big, thick mustache. I always told myself that I'd always be clean shaven. Well, that went on fine until after my injury when I went bacbrrk to high school and later in college where I'd grow finals beards.
I always thought that the simple mustache was kind of hokey, but beards cause my face to break out. However, being an American Dutchman, my mustache grows very quickly, my college brother noted that my mustache would show its shadow by like 3 o'clock afternoon.
The Monday after Thanksgiving 2017, i started to grow the latest iteration of my mustache. In a Seinfeld sense: it's thick,it's bushy, it's spectacular. Ala Justin Timberlake, I'm bringing hirsute back. Hopefully, I'll start a trend. Nonetheless, I've come to the realization that I can't fight my genetics; so, I just stopped worrying and learned to love my mustache. Ala Travis Tritt,' I think I'll grow me a fu manchu.
Any step forward is a step ahead.
After a semi-fruitful venture to Fry's, I suggested that we go to Burger King. After navigating the intersection concrete safety barriers, blocking direct traversal from one parking lot to the next. There I had a milkshake and some french fries.
After adequate consumption, I suggested that we peruse the local Goodwill establishment, if for no other reason than merely to take inventory of their offerings. I did find there two pairs of shorts that are just ever so slightly too large, but hey, that's what belts are for.
In more than one sense, and I will elaborate on this further in future missives, mission successfully accomplished, or to borrow the words of Ice Cube, a Gen-X-icon:'Today was a Good Day.'
X-Perspective: Looks like honesty is not always the best policy. Whatever, you gotta do what you gotta do.
After college we attended a local church and were baptized together, in the same ceremony. I refer to him as my baptizimal brother. Recently he 'came out' as a Christian Conservative to his, apparently secular, cohort in this web design program that he's pursuing. It was not well received, so I suppose that's the swan song for the grand liberal inclusiveness. And all along, I gave at least lip service to the notion that 'diversity is our strength.' But I suppose that only refers to superficial diversity.
He implored me to pray for him, and because he is one of my good brethren, pray for him I shall. It'd be great if some of my readers did as well.
As is I'm sure the case with most of my X'er cohort, my metabolism has somewhat ebbed. I've noticed this past day that I musts adopt a somewhat Adkins-esque dietary restrictions.
From my biology background, I've discovered that carbs burn quick, a use it or store it proposition. Once upon a time our animal ancestors, needed the stored energy to hibernate, etc. And over the generations the genetic artifact remains
Lipids (fats, oils) have a triglyceride (3 sugar molecules) backbone and 3 fatty acid chains.
Fatty acid molecules actually contain much more energy per molar unit than do carbohydrates, but lipids burn slower, molecules cleaved and burned as needed.
Flowing from my above tenets, I eat mostly meats and cheeses, with the occasional carbohydrate to keep the food flowing down the alimentary canal. My carbohydrate dujour is high fructose corn syrup found in my nightly can of Coca-cola.
Full Disclosure: I'm a little biased, for I own s few shares of Coke (KO) stock.
I have some idea that my protocol works for I'm not the youngest guy in the house, but I am the thinnest.
A bet on America is a bet against the authoritarian global mob mentality.
A bet on an acolyte of freedom is tantamount to betting on someone who bets on himself, he buys in .to the premise of a better tomorrow.
If you aren't willing to bet on yourself, you will inspire less confidence in others to bet on you.
Bet on the future, for since Man first ventured from his African grasslands, he's always been hopeful of a brighter tomorrow, for if he didn't, what inducement does that give to venture out of the house or the hut or the cave?
X-Perspective: After much introspection and prayer, I finally figured out my spiritual gifts/core competencies
Core competency 1: Malaise
Sciences always interested me; so, I pursued science, mainly Biology in high school and college, but finding that rather limited, I wen to business school for a Leadership MBA, following my passion for investing, but along the way.
Core competency 2: Leadership
,From an early age, I was always more interested in excelling at the domains of maths and sciences; however, my English teachers always gave me high marks. so, I enrolled
Core competency 3: Writing
After my injury, I became intensely interested in the stock markets; so, at the undergraduate level, I tried my hand at business, but I again disliked the drudgery; so, I went back to my sciences pursuits However, I did very well in my Economics courses; thus, during my MBA pursuits, I did quite well in my finance courses (dealing with investing). After graduation, once I cobbled together enough seed money together, I opened up a brokerage account. I took climbing a s
Core competency 4: Investing
When I was 15 years young, my life plans were tossed topsy-turvey, and my fears of being swallowed up by a large State school were palpable; so, I enrolled in the local Christian University. I figured I could always get a graduate degree from a state school. And that's just what I did.
Core competency 5: perserverence/stubbornness