NOTE:  The following jokes are original and copyrighted.

 

My youngest daughter and I stopped by Silver Lake in Rochester for a brisk walk around that murky body of water. Some ignoramus was feeding the resident ginormous gaggle of geese dried-up bread in the lake’s parking lot, thus snarling traffic that was attempting to drive through the asphalt rectangle. I was peeved about that situation, but my uber-compassionate daughter was more concerned about another subject.  She indicated in a forceful volley of words that bread was not good sustenance and an ill-advised foodstuff for geese.  I wondered aloud why this might be so.  My daughter retorted in a hostile tone of voice that didn’t invite further discussion, “Well, bread just tastes really crumby to them!!”

 

Didya year about the diner who was grossly overcharged at a cannibal restaurant?  The whole experience ended up costing him an arm and a leg!

Confidence breeds success. And success breeds increased confidence…..this is a wonderful, self-perpetuating cycle, isn’t it?  But what is the key ingredient I haven’t spoken about yet?    Effort.  Attempting.  Engaging.  In order to enjoy any measure of success, you must first have the guts to try.  You cannot succeed without first trying.  Such may sound like a moronically obvious statement, but you would be astounded to learn how many individuals sit on the sidelines–endlessly watching–and then have the audacity to complain about their lack of success and the fact they have never received any “breaks” in life.  What a crock of shit that is!!!  No one succeeds every time they attempt something, but those who have experienced failure are also the same people who will ultimately taste success, and henceforth those successes will multiply over time as the individual’s confidence first blossoms and then continues to mushroom.  But first you must try.  Trying is the critical ingredient.  I promise you this:  Short of an initial effort, nothing of merit will ever come your way.

Contrary to popular belief, change is not always good. Some changes are good while others are not, and REAL wisdom lies in being able to discern the difference between the two in a relatively short period of time without succumbing to that most common malady afflicting mankind–mindless conformity–and blindly following the masses akin to a dog futilely chasing its tail for hours upon hours.  Change in itself is value-neutral and should in every instance be evaluated strictly on its innate merits, not on its current level of popularity or lack thereof.  Of course, this same bare-knuckle strategy could and should be employed with age-old customs and traditions–as well as institutions–that typically escape the microscope of constructive scrutiny, chiefly for sentimental reasons.

Thank you for welcoming me into your busy life!  I will be writing on just about anything that comes to mind, in whatever literary style or presentation I may be feeling on any given day, but typically in short form fashion because I surprisingly get bored with writing if I indulge in this great passion of mine for too long. Feel free to disagree with anything I write  as the days and weeks and months unfold before us; you are entitled to that right in our free uncensored society, and should hold it dear to your chest.  Having said that, you certainly do not need my explicit permission to speak your mind and probably would anyway.  I have no idea how long this blog will run or how extensive it might become, but along the way I hope to awaken or inspire emotions inside you on rare occasions, and hopefully more than that if the planets align and conditions are right.  And if I cannot accomplish said feat through the preternatural power of the word–After all, words are easily the most powerful weapons in the world, far more so than nuclear-tipped ballistic missiles or elaborate cluster bombs–then I am wasting not only your time but my own too, and should go back to punching a time-clock twice a day, five days a week.  But I digress here; I do strongly believe in the intrinsic power of words along with my own ability to sculpt and properly organize those devilish, chameleonesque things into fascinating creations, so hopefully we can both walk away from my upcoming literary endeavor with a measure of lasting benefit complemented by a driving thirst for still more sustenance.  I look forward to giving birth to dynamic new material within this Internet blog, and hope that as the future encroaches on the present you will wait with anticipation for a regular helping of original, valuable writing as well.

Most “facts” are little more than strongly held opinions dressed up in fancy soiree dresses and three-piece tuxedoes.    –Frederick J. Blahnik