Nothing Special

Hello all!
This part of the Whateverlution...is all about me. Call it an ongoing ever changing 'about the author' Dane Cook once said...A suicide note written by someone who is not suicidal is called an autobiography.

So what gives me the ability to speak out about the world? Why should anyone listen when I tell them about fitness, gaming, intellectual pursuits, the sociological ramifications of current world politics, and gummy worms?

Well that's something you're going to have to learn as you go. However if you want credentials, allow me to fill in a bit of my resume.

At 34 I have collected paychecks from over 30 different employers. I have built million dollar homes, I have driven a front end loader through mountains of trash, I've been to basic training and enjoyed some peace time national guard time, I've worked for restaurants, retail chains, and convenient stores and been a substitute teacher. However I have also spent over five years as a guard at a county jail AND 30 days as an inmate at a different county jail. (For CIVIL CONTEMPT-I couldn't afford to pay ALIMONY, and was subsequently put in jail, which caused me to lose my job with the Sheriff's Department)

My education involves an Associates degree, and 90 credits towards a BS in Mental Health and Human services, as well as a healthy interest in reference literature. School and I have never gotten along, I find it too rigid and constraining, I can learn more on my own.

The only things I know for sure...I've been pretty good at just about every job I've ever had. The closest to a job I actually liked was as a guard. I'm a people watcher and psychological dynamics fascinate me, plus I'm an adrenaline junkie and at the time thrived amidst the crazy fights, hangings, cut-ups etc etc. That being said I now have to pursue a different career, and this blog circle is part of it. It's a social and personal experiment. I know that everywhere I've gone, people tend to remember me. However despite being a quick learner, and intelligent and well-spoken, something seems to be holding me back. So I am now hoping to work from that into something here, maybe a job, maybe a career, maybe pocket money, time will tell.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Adrift

The things that matter are constantly shifting.  At the center I must find myself, and I must do it honestly. 

I am literally almost out of earthly possessions.  I own a computer, which I type on now.  I own a desk, and a bureau. I own a 1992 Ford Explorer, I will have paid 700.00 for it next week when I pay the last 150.00 of it's sale price.  At the price scrap is going for I can get 600.00 for it at the junkyard, so it doesn't have to be perfect, just run.  I own a handful of decorations and action figures that I have largely had since childhood, and a bookcase full of books.

I do not have a checking account with a positive balance.  I do not have a debit card.  I have 8.00 in my wallet and this must last me until either my unemployment resumes next Wednesday, or my last paycheck from the restaurant job comes through next Thursday.  Oddly enough I am alright with this state for the time being.  I literally have very little left to lose.  As long as I am able to come up with between 6 and 700 dollars towards my half of the monthly expenses I am not willing to worry about anything else.

I bought a house at the age of 22.

When I left my ex-wife I was 30.  I had successfully owned that house for 8 years, and was the only income for virtually that whole time.

I haven't given up, I'm just in a state of flux while I rewrite the rules I am willing to play by.  I am not about to ever put myself in a position where anything can be taken from me.  The rest of October's mission, to try to find as much free roadside firewood as I can.  While building on these blogs and networking to try to find alternative income sources.  There is more coming, very soon...

I will become the whateverlution...

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