A Thanksgiving Day saunter

Okay
My original intentions today were to sit down and to write a long essay of all of the things wonderful about this day and perhaps rattle off a list of things that I am thankful for.

But really, I just think that I'll do a quick "thanks" to all of you for your support this past year. I have encountered a lot of kindness from so many people that I would never have expected.

Some that I assumed would never speak to me again have come out of the woodwork. You are wonderful…and with no termite damage at all….

One year ago, if anyone had told me that I would be here in this situation…. well… actually I would not have been that surprised. Of course, I may not have been able to call it happening like this, but I am still not surprised.

Let's take an overview:

I returned to Kennesaw as a base of operations among family and friends…
A hot little happening place outside of a hot big happening place
(you just have to wade through the thick barrier of traffic, smog, and road rage)

I re-started my academic career…
Writing and Philosophy were things already present in my life, so why not have some formal training, eh?

I cracked into Stand-up comedy…
Joined with above academic pursuits, who knows who how this will shape my new careerI've started freelancing as a private investigator…oh an odd freakin' way to make money on the side…but studying during a stake-out is a clever use of time…

I have retired from Radio…
Let's be honest here. I unfortunately left radio years ago and foolishly happened into sales instead of focusing on my own on-air career

I am taking a stab at Improv Comedy…
Damn….not as easy as it sounds… but then again, I have always been overly self-critical And somehow I am now trusted to be a "manny" and the voice of reason for a ten year old little girl, a fourteen year old boy, and a nineteen year old… and yet people are always nervous when I get into a room full of twenty-one year old girls….. oh yeah…they should be…

I am now eight days away from being completely debt-free and having a bank full of cash chapter closes and life now on my terms...at least there is that…

Most importantly, I have built a long list of friends- some of which I never thought would be in my world again. And some that I never thought would grow into genuinely nice people to have on my side in this life

No man is a failure that has friends

So yeah
Between the friends, the comedy, the cigars, the scotch, and the hookers, I have got a sitcom, a book, and a stand-up routine all right here that I dwell in on a daily basis.

Thanks for those of you that have laughed with me, drank with me, sexed with me, and learned from me and taught me…

Hey, I love you all so much that I want to take you behind the middle school and get you pregnant….

(yep chris wrote another long one after all… what a freakin' puss)

Happy Thanksgiving!

~Chris

This has been one of those days....

That is how a lot of sad-sap stories start off....

"woah is me"

"this isn't fair"

"why do these things always happen to me???"

"I'm not even supposed to be here today!"

Today is a good day. Blissful, some would say...

One of those days when things line up and you just "know"... ya know?

A couple of things happened.

And, sometimes I forget
(and have allowed others to make me falsely believe otherwise)
just how incredibly charmed my life is....

I got mad skills and I always seem to take my focus off of it somehow.....

Today was a reminder, a hint, of my magnificent possibility that is always just hangin' around.... waiting for me to reach over a grab it... and run with it...like a horse just grazing and wondering if I'm ever gonna sling that saddle back up there again... poor thing... I just keep forgetting about it.....

But, heh heh... Today I saw things lining up again... just like it is supposed to... without the musty, knotted ropes of misery tethering me down. Weighing-actually pulling- me down.

I forgot that I am Golden...

I didn't beat cancer for nothing, right?

Yesterday I woke up to a wimpy tune in the air:
How am I supposed to start fresh when my past just keeps reaching into my future
and pulling me into my present

Today, I was startled to:
Doing easily what others find difficult is talent;
doing what is impossible for others is genius.

And, throughout the day.... I could hear the bouncy and repetitive tune:
Your intelligence is measured by those around you;
if you spend your days with idiots you seal your own fate.
(that makes me laugh)

But finally tonight as I realize what is ahead for me.... I have to remember:
Talent is God-given. Be humble.
Fame is man-given. Be grateful.
Conceit is self-given. Be careful.

So, let's remember to be mindful, now...

Good times,
Good times indeed

~Chris

You should be doing this with your life

~Chris

Do This
Do That

Society says we should be doing this with our lives
The church tells us we should be doing that with our lives

We should be doing this for our family
We should be doing that for our children

We should be doing this for our finances
We should be doing that for our church

We should be doing this for the community
We should be doing that for the environment

Growing up we were told of what we should do with our lives

Our parents said we should be doing this with our lives
Government tells us we should be doing that with our lives

Our spouses claim we should be doing this with our lives
Capitalism says we should be doing that with our lives

Holidays demand money so that means we should be doing this with our lives
Religion claims us unworthy which commands us to be doing that with our lives

What did you do this month?

What did you do this year?

What are you doing tomorrow when you get up?

What do you "have" to do?

According to who?

So, just what should you be doing with your life?

And here is all I have discovered:
If you can completely shatter everything that you have been instructed about what you Should…Be…Doing

If you can completely tear down the guilt-ridden paradigm of what you Should…Be…Doing with your life, then you can do absolutely nothing for a change

Do nothing

Yes nothing…

To do absolutely nothing "for a change"
I mean NO THING… whether it be for just five minutes or Five hours… Five days…
Five weeks, Five months or even Five years

Just be quiet…. and do…. No…. Thing…

You may then have a chance to abandon all of the things

that you think that you

should be doing with your life

in order to finally have a comprehension

of all of the magnificent things that you

could be doing with your life

Slam Poetry and how to be a comedian

Taylor Mali made me do many things this past weekend during the two workshops and the performance Saturday night.

1) he opened my eyes to a lot of something that I did not know was out there

2) he made me appreciate something that I did not know was out there

3) he actually made me speak a lot slower this past week with no umms, no errrs, no uhhhhs, and to speak deliberately

4) he reminded me how vital it is to carefully choose your words

5) he made me say things in front a group of strangers that always before was "not my thing"...

6) he made me laugh out loud....many times...

7) he made me realize something that had been put on the back burner for a while.... philosophical, well-spoken intelligent humor IS still the most gratifying and really the funniest funny of all

8) he opened a new arena for comedy for me in a way that was precisely why I signed up for college...

CLICK BELOW FOR TALENT...

Taylor Mali What Teachers Make


~Chris

New England Tapriots.. Pat, I would like to buy an asterisk please

~Chris

I always knew Tom Brady was over-rated

But hooks, lines, and sinkers were always passed around in America for this goofball that simply drives a well-oiled machine that any above-average quarterback would have been able to manage over the last five years

It turns out there is a little ugliness to the Mr. Genius that has for all of these years fooled everyone into thinking "Brady is a god" (thanks Sports Illustrated for that untimely ascension in title for pretty boy in that magazine issue that was published the VERY DAY of this thing blowing up and also from which you will never be able to remove the egg off of your face)

So, here is an old proverb... probably not... I often lie...
"cheaters never prosper"(except for the three Super Bowls that they "won")

And yes, I do realize that for writing this tirade, my just rewards will be having the Steelers lose to the Tapriots in December... and the Tapriots will probably win the damned Super Bowl again just to rub it into the country that they are THAT-DAMNED-GOOD....... I loathe them..... probably because they beat the Steelers twice on the way to those Super Bowls and most assuredly cheated against Pittsburgh as well....and they did it IN Pittsburgh too! I mean of all the teams in the league where you need some help picking up defense.... ugh... they HAD to cheat to beat the Steelers.... it's so obvious(?).... the c*%k knockers...

So yeah... I am feeling good about running with the total assumption that the New England Tapriots stole some AFC Championships from the Pittsburgh Steelers and Bill Cowher
I am a child in a corner....so there...

Enjoy my Nanna and my Nanna, along with not one, but two Boo s