Monday, April 13, 2009

Belated Bunny wishes, news, notes and a judgement call

First things first, a belated Happy Easter to all.  Even if you are not a big fan of religion, it may still have been a time to catch up with family and/or friends.  In my case, friends.  I was invited to a buddy's new house and spend a couple of hours with his family.  Nothing more amusing than a 1 year old putting stickers on everyone.  I guess that's one of those moments when it dawns on you that the holidays are no longer about you.  Between that and the phone calls I made, I'm all set for awhile. 
Nothing like getting rushed off the phone by your own family to make you wonder why you would consider moving, that's for sure.  Oh well, at least I got homemade cake and some decent laughs while I was out and about yesterday.  I swear if I ever get my own home I'm opening it up every holiday for an open house type deal.  Like a home for wayward wanderers who have no family out here. 

News you can use at your own discretion....as of Wednesday I will be working.  I managed to land a contract job, and it should last at least 3 months, with the potential to go 6 months or longer.  So, I will not have touched unemployment this time around, and some decent money will be coming in.  I can sock some money away and pay off some bills, too.  Not too shabby.  Of course, this doesn't mean I'm going to stop looking for work.  In my 2nd interview I was asked what I would do if I were to get an offer of a more permanent position.  I know it's a trap question, and I answered it properly.  But it was a complete and utter lie.  I told them I'd finish out my project.  Not true at all.  I'm looking out for myself.  Who wouldn't?  I've spent about 95% of my life looking out for others.  I'm just thinking that the scales need to be tilted back in my favor.  I'm 33 now, and if I ever have someone else in my life, they'll take the top spot.  But for now, why not look out for me?  Doesn't seem like anyone else is going to do it.

Notes?  Well, I've decided to make the announcement that if/when I become President, I'm pulling my own JFK.  In case you need a refresher, his big thing was to put a man on the moon.  Well, I have my own now.  After having my Pops pass away, and now quite a few others in my life dealing with Cancer, that's going to be my man on the moon.  I'm going to push the funding to cure this disease that has no rhyme or reason to it.  My thoughts and prayers go out to all sorts of people dealing with this.  I'm not listing anyone, because their struggle with it is theirs and I wouldn't put anyone's business out on the street.  I know how my Pops got it.  Smoking for 42 years will put you at serious risk.  Between that and all of the drinking, he was a prime candidate, and never apologized for it.  I never felt bad for him getting Cancer, just mad that he never thought of his wife and two sons.  He passed away at 58, not exactly an old geezer who had 'lived a full life'.  He did have a ton of fun, no one could deny that.  I am still mad at how his passing went down, I've got my own guilt to deal with, as a son, and a friend.  I feel like I could have done more, and I know that maybe in the coming years that the guilt will dissipate, but not right now. 
So my idea is that if I'm going to have a really great platform issue, one that I'm passionate about and can really help the people, this is a fantastic thing.  And if I can push funding to great private firms to do this, why wouldn't I?  It's just an idea, one that I would love to catch on.

Now, for the judgement call.  So a buddy of mine called me up on Saturday, with what he thinks is a huge moral dilemma.  Personally, I think he watches too much 'Law & Order', and that's where this crap kind of comes from, but it's legit, so I guess I can put it out there.  When you are dating someone, or talking to someone in a semi-serious tone, are they obligated to tell you what they are doing?  My buddy is in a funk right now, because he's kind of dating this girl, and they've had the 'I like you do you like me' conversation, which went well, he thinks they are on some sort of path (I have no idea, eventually my guy instincts take over and I stop listening), and what happens?  He runs into her at a bar and she's on a date!  Now, I don't know this girl from Eve, so I can't judge her, it's not fair.  And I only know one side of the deal.  She could very easily be on a different path.  My friend is very confused, and I guess, rightfully so (?)...maybe.  I had to ask him if he ever asked her if she was seeing/dating anyone?  He told me he didn't think he had to, since he was under the impression they liked each other.  I told him that if you don't ask the question they aren't under any obligation to disclose such info.  He got a wee bit peeved at me. 
He can be mad at me all he wants, but welcome to dating in today's world, apparently.  Yes, it does suck, but that's the way it is.  Just because you put yourself out there doesn't mean you are protected from being hurt.  If anything, it means the exact opposite.  But you'll never know unless you do put yourself out there.  Besides, what kind of fun are you going to have being all shelled off from the world?  Yes, you may avoid getting hurt.  But you also avoid living.
Was my comment that far off?  Was I wrong?  I was just trying to be a good friend and let him know that there are 3 sides to every story, and in this case, his side, her side and the truth lies somewhere between.  Doesn't mean anyone did anything wrong, but it is one of the reasons I hate this whole dating BS.  I tend to take things head on and may be far too honest and up front, maybe it's cost me in the past, maybe now, and could in the future.  But I wouldn't trade my experiences.  I'd give a few of them away, for certain, but I'm not trading.  Gosh, if someone has worse horror stories than me, then it would just be awful. 
I'll take on any comments on this one, and pass them along to my buddy (as he doesn't know about this blog-so there).

Currently listening to- Bruce Springsteen 'One Step Up'

Happy Monday to you!

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