“Welcome to my New Year’s Revolution”

That’s right I said revolution, it is definitely not a typo. Resolutions are for those that never intend to keep their promises. Promises made to themselves basically. If you must lie, lie to your congressman, lie to the policeman that just pulled you over. Never lie to the people that mean the most to you, and never ever lie to yourself. 

My biggest revolution is speaking my mind. Not holding back to preserve someone else’s feelings. Do not misread me, I will not intentionally go out and hurt people. Yet if they insist on putting me on the spot or backing me into a corner I will respond. I am the Verbal Cup-O-Joe. It is time I stand up to my moniker. 

That being said the first person and issue I need to deal with is (drum roll please) ME and my procrastination!! For instance I have been meaning to come in here and write this particular blog/rant for more than two weeks. And if I have any hopes of building and keeping my following I need to come in here on a regular basis. I do realize these are things I have said before. That is why I am tearing myself a new one. I have to figure out how I want to divide up my time. I still have aspirations of learning three new languages. Italian (I have studied some here), Spanish (I know very little), and ASL (I still may remember the alphabet). As I want to be a writer, I do a lot of reading. If eyes are the window to the soul. Then I believe reading is the eyes to writer’s soul. I do however, despite all the books I have in my collection that are yet unread, need to split my time more evenly. No ifs, and’s, or buts.

This is my charge to obliterate the evilness that is procrastination. We must stand up, or in my case sit down at the computer, and get to what ever it is our little heart desires. No more putting off ’til ,morrow what one may accomplish today. For instance I have a new poem I am working on. I plan to have it finished tomorrow, if not later tonight. I will definitely post that. Another idea I have for the The Thin Line, series I want to write, Race VS Ethnicity, is going to be explored I will post my thoughts on that and all other titles. I do value the public’s opinion. Especially yours, yeah you, I am talking to you ;). Anyway I am going to leave you for now with one last(ing) thought. 

My ex-wife used to get mad at me all the time for comparing life to games or, worse yet, sports.  Yet with all the analogies that are out there for me, sports/games are the best ones. For instance as I was sitting in the living room of my residence. I started to think that the way life is going for me at this particular time, I feel like a poker player. You know the guy that was just dealt a really crappy hand, and has to figure a way to bluff his way to the pot. I am not just playing five card draw, I am playing seven card stud. The first two cards may have been on the low side but the river has helped me turn things around and there is some looking up. Until I get to the turn card and the final hand is dealt, I am going to call, raise, and bluff my way through. The one thing you will never see me do is fold.
You know how they (this is a proverbial thing not really sure who they are) say if life gives you lemons you just need to make lemonade? Well in this case, at least for tonight I have decided to take the cards that life’s dealer has given me and play out my hand. Let the chips fall as they will I am not one to sit around and mope, I always have and always will pick myself up, dust myself off and get back in there to sit in on the next hand