Yes, you do matter.

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Generation Z is the democrats secret weapon. There are roughly about 80 million of these “kids”. You may think that your one little vote doesn’t matter, or makes a difference, but the reality is, every vote matters. Let’s face it, Baby Boomers, or just “boomer” aren’t exactly the nicest people out there. Other than your parents, or for some of you, your grandparents, think of other people who fall into that category and think about how nice, generous and altruistic that person is. Or … isn’t.

If you are new to this blog, then I will share with you that I am talk a lot about human resource issues since that is a lot of my background. My primary blog will give you all kinds of job search and hiring secrets. I was going to write another book about job searching, but I actually wanted people to read what I wrote and not just throw it on a shelf. So, just give it away free, and word of mouth does the rest. We will witness the economy change and shift as workers no longer go back to work. There is already automated cars that are developed and in production that will replace your UberEats and Instacart deliveries. Think about how cool it would be to have a little minivan automated vehicle pull up and open up with all your groceries? Sure you have to take them inside yourself but you didn’t have to go to the store, shop for the stuff and put it in bags, and don’t forget ring it up as you are now the cashier. And you wouldn’t have to tip the automated delivery.

Did you know there are now 69.6 million boomers? Gen X, 65.1 million and Gen Z is the biggest. Now keep in mind not all of those kids can vote … yet. But every day thousands turn of age. Wow. Now it is not fair to think that every boomer is a republican, but it is fair to say that they don’t care about the younger generation, with issues like say, minimum wage, childcare issues or birth control, or school bond issues. Why? They are selfish. They were the generation that invented fructose syrup. They left us with a world that is melting, literally.

Supreme Court Aftermath

It is such sweet justice that millions of voters came out to vote due to Roe V. Wade. I watched as thousands of new voters stood in lines for hours. Republicans were praying for a “red wave” of republican voters, but the harsh truth is the children of yesterday, the ones who huddled under desks while they feared for their lives, … they are the ones who voted against every single republican candidate. Millions of republicans DID vote. It wasn’t enough. A million COVID deaths, probably most of them republican who wouldn’t get the shot. There are still millions who haven’t gotten the shot and are at risk of dying. Just yesterday some dude was coughing up a storm in the grocery store. I put my mask back on and I will continue to do so in public places. I got my booster and my flu shot. You should too.

Ted x Mile High Denver

Do you listen/watch the Ted Talks? If you didn’t know, Ted Talks are some really cool presentations from some thought-provoking ideas that may rock your world. If you didn’t know Ted x Mile High Denver happened yesterday. The really cool thing about these talks is they are usually normal every day people who have some really decision-making processes that they share with the general public. If you are unfamiliar you can you go their website, just type in Ted X in Google.


They don’t have all the talks on their website but you can see a few of them. I like listening to the Ted talks. I did find out when it is followed by an “x” it means it is an independently hosted event, not officially sponsored by Ted. Anyone can host a Ted talk. Just just have to fork over the fee and then rent the space and of course get a line up of great speakers, topics and speeches. This one was held at the Buell Theater in downtown Denver. Some Ted Talks are very large and then there are some that are pretty small. I would say that the Denver one was of an average to smaller size. The Denver Convention Center would have held a lot more people just due to the sheer nature of the size.


Ted Talks happen all the time. I originally found out about them through Netflix. Oh how I love Netflix. I am one of those guys who does more than one thing at a time. So I can be listening to music, running on a treadmill and watching/listening to an engaging Ted Talk all at the same time. There are a lot of really talented engaging speakers.
I have to say that of all the talks I really like the ones about food. Not that I am a big eater, I am actually a little eater. I am a learner. I like to learn new things and old things. I will admit that after watching the talks I looked at my food differently. I eat more raw food than cooked food. I steam instead of sauteing. There are all kinds of topics so if you haven’t checked it out I suggest you open your mind to some eye-opening suggestions.


Some speeches are only 3 minutes and others can go for a half an hour. Denver really didn’t have any big name presenters. I watched one where Tony Robbins was the presenter, but for the most part, they are all unknown idealists. Ted Talks are the only public venue where people will pay big money to listen to a no name presenter. Tickets were $90 a seat.


Every great empire or corporation started with one person with one idea and passion to fuel it.

The TRUTH, just for once.

“You’re a liar.”  The thoughts rang through my mind over and over and over.   “How can I TRUST you?” Has everything in the past been a lie?  Over and over I think of all the excuses/explanations for all the “Something came up” stories. Was I just a fool to believe in you?


I may have mentioned in the past that I HATE confrontation.  Oh, don’t get me wrong. I am very good at it. I have a cat, so I can stare down anyone.  I have been told I am passive aggressive. I don’t stab people in the back. I cut them down to their face, … nicely, in the form of a blog. Sometimes I will just be so angry with someone, that I will just simply cut them out all together.  And then we are just done.  No hateful words.  No angry emotional regrets.  I am just done.  I have had people in the past finally figure out that I was no longer talking with him/her.  Literally a year might have gone by, good friend huh? My favorite line, “Oh that’s right your phone is still broke and it doesn’t dial out anymore.” I can count on two hands the number of friends/people who I just stopped talking with.


There are some things that I can deal with, and then there are others that enough is enough. Lying is one of them. Misunderstandings can turn into lies.  Not telling the WHOLE story and giving me that “technically” angle doesn’t go over well either. It is even worse when the person caught, continues to lie and act like they didn’t do or say whatever it was.  Sometimes I think that I just need to cool off.  If I talk with someone and I am still angry, then hurtful, malicious words will come out.  Grandma always said if you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say anything at all. And that was the last thing she ever said to me.


Just kidding.


We all know that words have power.  Power to heal.  Power to hurt.  “Choose your words carefully, … they may be your last.  At least to me that is.”   I laugh anytime someone says I have to have the last word. Oh how far from the TRUTH that is.

Some people lie so often, so much, that they can’t tell the difference of what is right and what is wrong.  I find this so true with my students. Where do people learn this type of behavior? Who says it is okay? When do children first figure out that they can tell a lie and get away with it?  An ex BFF of mine said, “My kids don’t lie to me.” I laughed and said, “Then you’re lying to yourself. Every kid lies to their parent and you are in denial that they would do that to you.  Your relationship is NOT that rock solid. Sorry.”  A year later she found her kid lying to her over something stupid.  I laughed and said, “Told you so.”


I used to give people the 3 strikes rule.  But I ruled that out. Why on earth would I willingly allow someone to betray me THREE times before I figure out they are not good for me?   Who is lying to whom then?  Is it me trying to convince and lie to myself that the person is a good friend, when in reality, … it was “just” a friend.


The White Stick of Death (6.14.2008)

This blog is a good reminder of why I choose the life that I choose.  3.5 years cigarette free!

Off and on the past 20 years or so I have/had been a smoker.  I had always said there are two types of people in the world.  Smokers and non-smokers.  Don’t believe me? It’s true. Back in the day when you could smoke in a restaurant (I know right?) when you walked into the restaurant you were asked “Smoking or Non-Smoking?” Non-smokers are the first, or were the first to shout out non-smoking.  And if they were with their smoking counterparts, would look at that person to see if that was okay.  If it wasn’t, the smoker would quickly correct the host and say “We’ll have smoking instead”.


Think about it for a second, when you were asked that … what did you say?  Even if someone stopped smoking, they were still smokers. They were smokers who have temporarily stopped smoking. But they really haven’t quit. So I was doing some research on it and I found out that only 5% of people ever stop smoking permanently.  Five out of every hundred people actually are successful.  Not very encouraging odds if you ask me.


Many of my friends smoke.  My brother smokes. My co-workers smoke.  It’s very difficult to stop, even if you want to, when you are constantly surrounded by smoke. Temptation is at its worst and it’s hard, it really is.  It’s the hardest thing an individual can do … to stop.  I look back at 20 years of wasted life that I smoked.  I have stopped for short, and long periods of time, for a total now of SIX times.  Six times I let my own personal demons win in the battle and I have surrendered to the white stick of death. I would tell myself that this was the last time.  The longest I had stopped smoking was almost 2 years.   It starts off harmlessly.  “Just one cigarette .. it won’t hurt me.” And OHH does it bring back memories. And then slowly it becomes “I’ve had a really hard day, … I need this to calm me down”. And then it is just one a day and you’re back into the swing of a pack a day.  Trust me, I know how this works.  Been there, done that.  I think I tried every possible way of stop smoking there is.  Hypnosis, cold turkey, punching holes in my cigarettes, drugs (medicated of course). Almost nothing worked … almost. But I realized you can’t stop smoking until you admit to yourself that you really want to stop. And until that day comes, you will never stop smoking.  Smoking, like anything else, is a choice that you make.


So why am I writing a blog about cigarettes, which will now refer to as the white stick of death.  I am writing about it because I can proudly, and confidently say that I have stopped smoking. I don’t exactly remember what day it was.  I think it’s been about 2 weeks .. I’m not sure.   But I know it’s been quite awhile.  I did actually try to wean myself off slowly, cutting it down until I was down to just one a day.


So why did I stop?  Other than the myriad of health reasons? Well, for one because I am going to walk 20 miles and I needed to be in tip top shape to do it.  I hate the way smoke smells on me, one of the reasons I ALWAYS had some cologne with me somewhere.  I hated having to bleach my teeth more often that I needed to because my teeth were turning yellow from smoking.  I hated having to run to the store because I NEEDED a cigarette and I had already smoked my emergency cigarette.  Plus, it’s expensive.


They say that smoking is more addictive than any other thing out there, .. right up there with heroin and cocaine.  But I’m pretty sure that those people smoke when they are doing those drugs. One stone(d), two birds. It’s also habitual.  It’s a habit to have a cigarette right after _____, or before _____, or when I am ______.  Most people would say drinking, but if you know me, you know that I don’t do that either.  By choice.  I have an addictive personality.  Admit it, you know it. And because of that I am more prone to addictive substances.  It can be anything, drinking, smoking, drugs, video games, … even people.  So it was natural for me to have addictive traits along with my addictive personality.


So, now it’s the lucky number seven. The SEVENTH time I have stopped smoking.  I haven’t said “quit smoking” because I’ll always be a smoker.  Just like you can never be single again. You are only single once, and then … you’re divorced.  Single only happens before you are married. A smoker who stopped smoking.  And I am okay with that.  I have to be.  I feel pretty confident that I’ll stop this time. Seven is my lucky number. Numerology says my lucky number is seven. I am the seventh son of the seventh son. So be it.  Seventh time it is, and for the seventh time I have quit.  I have taken precautionary measures of course.  I am taking Wellbutrin twice a day, and have been for over two months now. (So maybe it’s been 2 months that I stopped smoking).  It takes the edge off of things, … makes things more tolerable. So things that would normally irritate me and cause me to want to smoke don’t bother me anymore. Rush hour traffic is no longer an evil to me.  It’s just another thing in life that I have to face and deal with.


So I know I haven’t written much, I’ve been super busy.  Seriously. The only break I get is the 2 hour escape at happy hour.  But now I’m not so sure I should be going … at least until I know I have kicked the habit.  It’s hard to be around people who smoke now. Sorry, it just is.  The smell of cigarette smoke is pungent to me and almost makes me want to throw up in my mouth. I know right? Gross.   So the only free time I have is me writing on a Saturday night here on MySpace, and I know I should be studying, reading or grading.  But at least now I know I am on the road to a much happier, healthier tomorrow.

Obama's Speech from January 2009

There are not many speeches that have such an impact as Obama’s speech.

My fellow citizens: I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.
Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents.

So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.
That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far–reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.

These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land — a nagging fear that America’s decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America — they will be met.
On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.
We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God–given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short–cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted — for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk–takers, the doers, the makers of things — some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.

For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.

For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.

For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn.

Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.
This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.
For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act — not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology’s wonders to raise health care’s quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.

Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions — who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.

What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them — that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public’s dollars will be held to account — to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day — because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control — and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our Gross Domestic Product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart — not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.
As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience’s sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort — even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard–earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus — and non–believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society’s ills on the West — know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.
To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world’s resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far–off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.
For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter’s courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent’s willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.
Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility — a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.
This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence — the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.

This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed — why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America’s birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people: “Let it be told to the future world…that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive…that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it].”

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

The Creative Process

The Creative Process helps you create what you want in three simple steps: ask, believe, receive.  Asking the Universe for what you want is your opportunity to get clear about what you want. As you get clear in your mind, you have asked. Believing involves acting, speaking, and thinking as though you have already received what you’ve asked for. When you emit the frequency of having received it, the law of attraction moves people, events, and circumstances for you to receive. Receiving involves feeling the way you will feel once your desire has manifested. Feeling good now puts you on the frequency of what you want.