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.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

the music?

I remember my musical journey fairly well.  My mom used to let my sister and I get a tape once in a while.  My first few tapes were, Born in the USA, Duran Duran~Arena, Dire Straits~Brothers in arms.  Later I remember riding my Bike to Disc Diggers in Davis Square to buy used tapes.  This would have been 4th or 5th grade.  I bought myself License to Ill, in 6th grade.  I used to tape songs off the radio on a GE cassette player.  I saved up and bought myself a stereo with paper route money in 7th grade.  It had 2 tape decks, a CD player, and a record player.  It was awesome.  One tape deck would auto flip and play both sides, the other would then start playing.  I remember setting up 2 tapes to play so I could drift to sleep to music.  In High school I used to leave my stereo on all day I would walk in my remote was always by the door, and I would just turn it back up when I came back in the room.  My only prized possession in my late teens were my stereo and the several hundred CDs I had.  The apartment my room mate and I lived in when I met my ex had speakers in every room, including two 15" Rockford Fosgate Subs in the living room hooked up to my 240 watt Aiwa.  Even the bathroom.  It was so cool to walk through the house because as you got further from and closer to speakers the sound would surround you and get closer and further away.
I lived in a house that filled with music.  Now my computer and it's 3 speakers do their best to keep my mind occupied all day with songs...by mood...I always sorted my CDs by mood.  angry, moody, happy, deep, soft, mellow.  I always sorted by mood...other people hated looking for CDs but I knew where they all were.

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