Funky Boy

Naw, there's no way to sum up people that nicely. There are two kinds of people, even if there are kinds than that. You got yer doers, and you got yer complainers. Now, any of you reading right now know ahead of time I don't play that politically correct chitter chatter water cooler nonsense. No, mam. Doers are Ass Movers You see, those doers, we love 'em. Chuck Norris, see, he's a doer. But he's got a roundhouse kick that not everyone has got. I don't. But the real doers are the ones who ain't working with roundhouse kicks. I'm going to call them, "Ass Movers" because they move their ass. Why do we like Chuck? He never loses it, never complains. He just goes and gets it done. When there's trouble, he moves his ass, see? There is this old guy down the hall from me. I never can remember his name. He's gotta be in his 70s, but he isn't waiting for death that's for damn sure. Still is working somewhere. Then I see him aro...

My weight has stabilized. It was around this time last year I decided to lose weight . I was dropping faster, but now it is slowing down. I still feel better than I used to. Goal: 20 lbs. Result: 15 lbs. My ass is smaller. Do I have nice buns? Hell no. I'm too old for nice buns. Not bad for one year, huh? What did I do? Not much, really. I just ate less and exercised a little. I got a little inspired reading David Dane's weight loss routine . I don't know the guy, but he lost a lot of weight by eating less. He gained a lot of it back, so I don't know what to tell you about him. I hope he figures out what changed. I did two things differently than he was doing in the beginning. He starved himself for months and dropped weight fast. I just ate a little less, and slowly dropped the poundage. I cut the beer out. Now I have one, but never three. When I say I ate less, I don't know how many calories but I know I am eating less. That's all good to know. Dan...

I looked at what I want to get my degree in. Looked at finance. Looked at business. Not for me. I decided on history. I'm going to be a history teacher. Not sure yet what age I want to teach. It is time to get out of this construction thing. I'm sick of crazy hours, never knowing if I'm working what days, and busting my ass. I am not the fattest ass out at the job, but I am not 25 years old either. I love history. I watch the History Channel. I read history for fun. It just makes sense. I am skipping the associates thing and going straight to a regular college. It turns out I couldn't get a student loan at community college.  Look out public high schools, but I'm coming after you. We are going to get funky in Brooklyn!

Was asking myself the other day what's next? Time to finish my degree, baby. I had a friend finish his degree -- 60 years old. Way to go. Here's to you, Ray. A lot of my pansy-ass friends mope around how bad life is, and aren't doing shit to improve things. I realized I was kind of like that. So I said I'm going back to school. They all laughed, trying to tell me how much unemployment there is. Then they tell me about how they know people with PhD who are out of work. Big deal. Do I care about the guy with a PhD? His life isn't my life. Too bad for him, I hope he makes it. Me, I gotta take care of me. I am finding a school, enrolling this summer. Getting my ass a college degree. Saw this video and got inspired. He took some risks and now will be on TV. He's from Brooklyn, baby. Looks like he might be my age too.