No Secrets Here….
Sorry that it has taken so long to throw something out. I had a pretty good case of life getting in the way of you guys. My apologies, I don’t like to go this long without saying something. Rest assured that all is well on my side of the planet. I hope that this post finds everything well with you. All of the pictures are from yahoo.
I was chatting with my friend Paul S, and he still feels the stock market is a house of cards waiting to fall apart. I saw this yesterday and this guy says everything that Paul has been telling me. http://money.msn.com/investing/obamas-recovery-has-failed
In the effort to be fully transparent, I got out of the market over a month ago. Remember that I said that you should never take financial advice from a pilot so I am not advocating that you do anything other than be aware of the conditions.
This week Jason Collins, a NBA basketball player made the national news when he came out and told the world that he is a homosexual. I don’t know anything about him and I have no desire to investigate his life behind his bedroom door. But I have a quick thoughts.
The first is that it seems that the only people who are talking about this are straight men. I never like to follow the crowd and I am a little embarrassed that I am bringing this up, but there is something here that is more important than me showing how open and accepting I am. The point is that it is hard to keep a secret. The toil it takes on your life is devastating and long reaching. It is much better to be who you are than to live a lie. I am not a therapist so I am not advocating you do anything other than be aware of this fact.
However I do have a confession. It is time for me to disclose a secret about myself. I have a rope fetish. The other day, I was at the hardware store having the propane tank for the grill re-filled. The guys from the state were inspecting the propane lines and I had to wait about ten minutes. Wondering around the hardware store, the first place I went was to the far back corner where the spools of rope are kept. After five minutes of lusting after the rope, I started laughing at myself. I walked past all the cool tools, supplies and other items in the store and went straight to the rope section. Yes, I have a problem, but now that I have come to terms issues, I feel it is important to share the secret with you. I hope that I can now live my life, in an honest manner.
I have lots of war stories to tell. Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten and they will return. The next post will be in about a week or so. Next week I have training for work and according to Paul, it is in my best interest to pass my check ride and keep my night job.
Until then, try to smile, be safe and keep rocking!