He's back, ladies and gentleman

Well, it's been awhile.  Soccer is over for this season, and I'm wondering if it was a success or not.  I refereed less games this season, and made only a bit less money.  More D1 games will do that, and a check for $383.14 for one game really helps.  Plus the house is almost mine ... 9 days now.  Then I'll head in the house next Wednesday, to get pictures of what it looks like now.  Because within a couple days from then, it'll be a completely different place ... it'll be my place.  The flooring is bought.  The countertops are bought.  The cabinets are bought.  But there's so much more stuff that needs to be done before anything can happen.  In no order:

• washer and dryer
• refrigerator
• range
• dish washer
• carpet and related carpet installation
• front bookcases, to create my "library"
• paint
• lighting

All in all, I've gotten stuff done and have a lot more to go.  I'm looking forward to the end of this year.  2011 will always go down as the year that started off with so much promised, and then just stopped talking to me.  After almost 11 months, I feel like Rocky.  I've gotten the shit kicked out of me this whole year, but should get in a big punch before the end of the round.  Next year will be better.

Whatever doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger.

"Perfect" is a farce

I've heard the term "perfect" so often over the past 2 years, that I'm honestly losing contact with what it could possibly mean. So I went to Marriam and Webster to ask, and they gave me this:

per·fect adj \pər-fikt\

Definition of Perfect:

1.

·        a : being entirely without fault or defect : flawless <a perfect diamond>

·        b : satisfying all requirements : accurate

·        c : corresponding to an ideal standard or abstract concept <a perfect gentleman>

·        d : faithfully reproducing the original; specifically : letter-perfect

·        e : legally valid

The definition continues to go on and on through 8 points, which is interesting to me that even the definition of "perfect", isn't perfect. Nothing is "perfect" really because it's in most people's human nature to continue to look into something that's better. No job is "perfect" because people are always looking to make more money, see what else is out there, or going back to school to get a master's degree. No physical possession is "perfect". There's absolutely no such thing as "the perfect house", since people are always looking for something that's bigger, nicer, or they always need to make sure that it keeps that "unused" feel to it. No car is "perfect", since people always look around at other's cars and feel like there's something better for them out there. Something more "family oriented", something faster, etc.  The word "perfect" is such a farce that it's perfect. There's absolutely nothing in this world, that is inherently perfect.

So ... why have a word then that's such a farce? Here's where I contradict myself whole heartedly because I do think that decisions can be perfect, when looked at in a specific snapshot of time. I also feel that a relationship can be perfect, for the 2 people involved, however a relationship, as a concept and how it fits into everything else in life, is not "perfect". Even if you have a great relationship, the off comment of "look at her" or pointing out every attractive girl that walks by, makes the relationship no longer perfect.  I believe there are flashes of perfect all around, however I'll never believe that any one person's life is "perfect". If you already have a "perfect" life, why live anymore? If a word that's supposed to be perfect, needs a disclaimer, is it perfect at all?

The reason I bring this up now is two-fold. One, it's because I just can't hold it in anymore. "Perfect" is a joke, when used in my life right now. Two, it's because I'm looking into the possibility of getting a new job and buying a new house. Both things will be absolutely "perfect" for me ... for this exact moment of my life. I'll be learning new skills, meeting new people, learning how to live by myself, and actually using a house as a place to live. But how perfect can something be? That's what I guess I'm really struggling with. A new job, a new house, and a new chapter in my life is exactly what's needed in my life right now. But will it be "perfect"? I guess that'll be determined at another juncture. All I know is that I continue to realize that I'll talk to less and less people once I live by myself. And that will be perfect.

Winds of Change

So, I know it's been awhile since I've written here, but I needed something to take my mind off work ... so I can focus on my first Division I middle today.  Yep, soccer season starts again today, and with that goes my summer and chances to play golf.  I played really well though this spring/summer.  Shot in the low 90's on multiple occasions, with real shots at shooting in the 80's.  All in all, a good off season.

But the real changes could be coming soon.  The house seems to be working it's way through layers of lawyers ... going in a direction that works well for me, just getting there a bit slower than normal.  That means that during soccer season, so at some point over the next couple months, I should have bought a house, made it what I want it to be (not what the previous owner "thought was great"), and moved all my stuff.  Living by myself for the first time in my life, in a house that is 100% mine.  It'll be a nice feeling.  Also, I'm in the process of talking to people about a new job.  My current job is going ok, but it's not what I want to do.  Honestly, it feels like a waste of my talents.  I need something new.  So maybe add new job to new house, in the near future.  I've already added a "new job" since I've started to get clients to take pictures of.  A little bit of money here and there, in order to upgrade some camera equipment and take better pictures.  It's quite fun and very creative ... at least as creative as I'm going to be.

It seems like good things are on the way, hopefully by year end and I can ride that wave into 2012.  This year started off really well ... too well honestly.  Now I'm looking forward to something good happening again.

New House, New Job, New Chapter.  It's on the way.

Good Quotes

So ... here you go. Some quotes that I've run across. I'll probably keep updating this one.

"You don't change, you just become more like yourself"

"If everyone is thinking alike, then somebody is not thinking."

"Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge"

"To give anything less than your best is to sacrifice the gift."

"The Greeks did not write obituaries. They simply asked, 'Did he have passion?'"

"I trust everyone. It's the devil inside them I don't trust."

"If you are never scared, embarrassed, or hurt, it means you never take chances."

"If you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal... then you become something else entirely. A legend."

"If you're the smartest person in the room, you're in the wrong room."

"It is amazing how much harder people work if they feel they are treated right by their bosses. But the reverse is even more true, if people feel mistreated and disrespected they will perform poorly regardless of their pay."

Loyalty and Trust

I'm a huge believer in loyalty and trust, in all walks of my life ... the place I work, people I referee with, my friends, and even the people that I have showing me houses and working up my loan information.  Loyalty and trust are two character traits that I have, and I don't believe it's too much to ask for others to perform the same way.

That's why I've lost faith in some of the influences in my life recently.  After being at my company for 11 years now, I've had my job taken right out from under me and have been put back into a job that I did 4+ years ago.  I understand that I shouldn't be complaining too loudly ... I mean, I still have a job, however in no way, shape, or form is it what I want to be doing with my life and in all honesty it's really a step backward in my career progression.  So, after 11 years, at the same place, I'm looking to move on.  Somewhere new, where I can create and be helpful.  Since it seems like people here believe that someone with no experience is better than me.

If you read this blog at all, I'm sure you fit somewhere into my life.  I don't mean this as some sort of warning shot or anything like that.  If you read this, then I'm certain that you can work with me and I thank you for being loyal and trustworthy.  Which is why I'm telling you first that I'm moving on with my life.  A new house is on the way, and hopefully a new job is not very far away from that.  A new chapter will be written soon enough, and knowing myself ... it'll all be bullet point thoughts.

"Years of loyalty and trust can't be gained in one week, but it can certainly be lost."

Greatest Trip Ever (Remix)

Well ... I've made it through the greatest trip ever, and I've lived to tell about it.  All in all, it was a good trip.  I think we used enough Bullfrog to make the French mad, and the black speedo was a fantastic success.  I think the remix should just be a list of thoughts ... since that's far easier for me.

1. Topless women on the beach:  Some of these topless women are hot ... and I mean really really hot women ... and some are not, however it's not really that big of a deal.  I've seen it before and I'll see it again.  Thank you for pointing out every girl sunbathing without a top on.
2. Resort Club Music:  I understand that I'm in another country, and I understand said country might have their own type of music that they listen to.  However, when the only person that likes all of the music being played is the DJ ... someone needs to be fired.  I could have run a better club using a tape player.
3. Champions League Final:  I did have a lot of fun watching the ManU v Barca Final, in another country.  It also helped that we could have cared less who won the game, so no yelling at the TV was involved.
4. Asshole Americans:  At a resort like this, it's very easy to see why people throughout the world think that Americans are assholes ... we are.  I mean, not all of us are, but the vocal assholes are louder and believe they expect things for being American.  I knew it, I'm surrounded by assholes.
5. This is more of a story and less of a thought.  So, on the night of the wedding (the reason I'm on this excellent adventure) ... I decide that I'm drinking enough to see if I can get hungover.  I rarely get hungover, and nobody really knows how this happens.  So we start as soon as the wedding is over, champagne, red wine, more red wine, rum and coke, and a select group of people are left over late into the night.  At about 2 or 2:30am, the four of us decide to head to the "open all night" cafe ... where we find we're the only ones in the place.  A botched answer to the question "Do you want champagne?" turned into bottles of champagne being opened and the idea of staying up all night.  Since this is a far better option that actually waking up to take pictures of the sun rising, I say I'm in and turn back into the room to get my camera before sunrise.  At 5am we leave the cafe, take to the pier to get pictures and celebrate the rising of the sun.  By 6am, we're back to the cafe and drinking mimosas ... I mean why not, we've been drinking for 12 hours.  It was this moment that I remember I committed to playing soccer at 10:30am.  I head back to the room, drop off the camera, grab soccer playing clothes, and change out of the wedding clothes and into soccer clothes on the field.  I'm ready to go.  Somehow I didn't throw up and I wasn't hung over.  A fun night ended without a hangover, and there certainly won't be a hangover part 2.
6. French Lesbians:  I can't wait to see how many people find the blog because of those 2 keywords now.  Well, the story goes like this -> I asked my friends to scope out the landscape and see if there was anyone to talk to at the resort.  Since I can't get a girl in Maryland to return a phone call or a text, even after asking if she wanted to go to a concert with me because of an extra ticket ... I thought another country might be my way to go.  My friends did a great job too and found a couple girls that didn't have any guys with them ... great success.  The first night I'm on the island leads us to drunken ping pong, and it just so happens these girls are there also.  I figure that I can't lose anything by trying, and ask them if they need anything to drink since I'm heading to the bar.  The girls aren't very responsive and tell me they don't need anything ... this is right before they start speaking to each other in French.  My high school teacher would be proud that I even understand that it was French.  Well, a little bit of time goes along and the girls end up leaving ... arm in arm, and one with a full on ass grab on the other.  Should I be happy that my friends tried to hook me up with French lesbians?

All in all, the trip was fun and there were a lot of places I could take pictures.  I put together about 525 pictures over the week, but this is before paring them down and figuring out that a lot of them look exactly the same.  Good thing I have a ton of pictures to remember the greatest trip ever.  I now look forward to heading to the NHL draft at the end of the month ... which is in Minnesota, so obviously can't be anywhere near as fun as this trip just was.

Greatest Trip Ever

Well ... the greatest trip that I will ever take comes up a little less that 10 days from now.  I'm hoping it's all that it's being made out to be.  There should be a lot of awesome places to take pictures of giant checker boards, people on the beach, and sunsets.  It's awesome that I can eat whenever I want to, and eat great food prepared by someone else, and drink beer or soda or bottled water whenever I want to ... without having to pay any more than I've already paid.  It should be cool that I can hang out on a beach and play soccer or read a book or take pictures of the clear blue water.

All that should be sweet.  Don't tell anyone, but no matter if I meet the girl of my dreams or end up with a week long sexual romp with some girl that I'll never see again down in the Dominican Republic ... in no way, shape, or form will this trip be any where close to my trip to the Mediterranean.  Sorry.  I understand that a lot of people are all sorts of pumped up for this trip, and "it's the greatest trip you'll ever take" since everyone I know is married and are planning on having kids at some point soon.  I'm not ... on either account.  It's not going to be the greatest trip I've ever been on ... and I'm sorry to say that it's not going to be the greatest trip that I'll ever be on either.  I have a lot more fun planned in trips to England, back to Sicily, or NHL drafts than I do for this week long "vacation".

The good thing is that I got in when the getting was good.  This week long excursion to another country doesn't cost me anything more than going down the ocean would cost for a week over Memorial Day weekend.  Sure, I could have used the money for house stuff ... fixing things up or creating something amazing once I buy my own place ... or going on a trip that I wanted to take.  At the end of the day though, it's not really the money.

I'll check back in once I'm back, that way everyone can read about the greatest trip I'll ever take.