“…Make It A Point To Remember Them. If You Remember My Name, You Pay Me A Subtle Compliment. You Indicate That I Have Made An Impression On You. Remember My Name And You Add To My Feeling Of Importance.”
—DALE CARNEGIE
Tag Archives: Friendship
The Song Stuck In My Head??? “I Should Have Learned This Lesson Long Ago… …That Friends And Lovers Always Come And Go…” –QUARTERFLASH’s “FIND ANOTHER FOOL” (1981)
“FIND ANOTHER FOOL” Is A Hot HOT Jam From QUARTERFLASH‘s Self-Titled 1981 Debut Album !!!
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“…Now You Claim…
…That Everything‘s Okay…
…Well, I‘ve Got Just One Thing To Say…
…Why Don‘t You…
…Find Another…
((Find Another!))
…FIND ANOTHER FOOL To Love You…
…Find Another…
((Find Another!))
…FIND ANOTHER FOOL To Love You…
…Find Another…
…Find Another…
…FIND ANOTHER FOOL To Love You…
…Too Love You…
…Find Another. …”
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Alright, My Peeps…
…Let Me Quickly Say, I Don’t Just Listen To This Song…
“FIND ANOTHER FOOL“
by QUARTERFLASH
…When Someone Has Treated Me Foolishly And I Wanna Vent.
No.
I Also Listen To This Song When I’m Dwelling Upon MY Foolishness.
We’ve All Been Foolish In Matters Of Love At One Point Or Another.
Most Especially In Matters Of Love, Honestly.
In Fact…
…It’s In Matters Of Love Where I’ve Suffered Through Many MANY Bad Experiences In My 30’ish’ish Years.
And, I’ve Done So ((ALMOST)) Totally Because Of MY Personal Foolishness.
Then Again, Isn’t That Generally How It Goes?
Is That How It Always Goes For You?
How About You??
And You, There, In The Back???
Yes, And YOU, Also?!?!?
Yeah.
That’s Kinda What I’d Figured.
Our Favorite Game As Human-Being’s Is LOVE.
Always Has Been.
Some Will Quip, “It‘s Not A Game!”
To Those People, I Say “Good On Ya.”
I Also Say, “If You Don‘t Think It’s A Game, Then You‘ve Likely Been Hurt, Or Have Hurt Someone Else, While Playing And You Are/Were Pissed About It.”
To Be Honest, My Peeps, I Don’t Know What Else To Call LOVE.
It’s Always Felt Like A Game.
It Has Losers.
It Has Winners.
It Has First Time Players.
It Has Umpteenth Time Players.
It Has Unskilled Players.
It Has Highly Skilled Players.
It Has The Sheer Bliss Of A Solid Victory.
It Has The Horrid Dejection Of A Terrible Loss.
In Short…
…If It Ain’t A Game…
…What Is It?!?
That’s A Question I Sincerely Struggle With.
Honestly, As I Said, I Don’t Know What Else To Call It.
I Was Hoping To Get A Hand From Y’all, In That Regard.
That’s What We’re Here For, Correct?!
A Learning Experience.
I Know That’s A Big Reason I’m Here.
It’s Not The Only Reason, But It’s An Important One.
Fo Sho???
FO SHO!!!
😉 😀
LOVE, Whether A Thought OR A Feeling, Perpetuates Foolishness.
We Do So Many Foolish Things Whilst Playing Along.
We Do Things.
Things We Either WANT Or DON’T WANT To Do, All Because Of What We Feel, Or Think We Feel, For Someone, Or Something, Else.
Y’all Know I’m Not Slippin’ You Any Jive.
I’m Callin’ It Like It Is.
The Problem With This Wondrous, Beautiful, Vile, Evil, Amazing Thing We Call Love Is This:
“How Do We Know When We‘re Playing, And How Do We Know When We‘re Being Played???”
Yeah.
Exactly My Point, My Peeps.
Honestly, You Don’t Know.
You Don’t Know Until Something Eventful Happens.
“He Said YES!” 😀
“He Said NO!” 😦
“He Said MAYBE SO!” 😐
Any Way It Goes, You Never Know Until Something Happens.
You Never Know Until The Proof Is There.
You Never Know Until It’s Tangible.
And, Even Then, Do You Really Know?
You Think You Do.
Is That Enough?
Sometimes, That Has To Be Enough.
Sometimes, That’s All We Really Have.
Right???
RIGHT!!!
My Advice?
You Kids Just Be Good.
Play Nice.
Try Not To Hurt Anyone, Especially Yourself.
Try Not To Do Anything Toooooooooo Foolish, Ya Hear Me?!?
Now, Go Get ‘Em, Tiger!!!
Good Game… …Good Game.
The Song Making Me Smile Right This Minute??? “PARALYZER” by FINGER ELEVEN (2007)!!!
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“I Hold On So Nervously…
…To Me And My Drink…
…I Wish It Was Cooling Me. …”
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“…But, So Far Has Not Been Good…
…It‘s Been Shitty…
…And, I Feel Awkward As I Should. …”
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“…This Club Has Got To Be…
…The Most Pretentious Thing…
…Since I Thought You And Me. …”
…
“…Well, I Am Imagining…
…A Dark Lit Place…
…Or, Your Place…
…Or, My Place. …”
…
“…Well, I‘m Not Paralyzed…
…But, I Seem To Be Struck By You…
…I Want To Make You Move…
…Because, You‘re Standing Still…
…If Your Body Matches What Your Eyes Can Do…
…You‘ll Probably Move Right Through Me On My Way To You! …”
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“PARALYZER“ Is Off Of FINGER ELEVEN‘s 2007 Album “THEM –Vs– YOU –Vs– ME” !!!
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So…
…Why Is This Song…
“PARALYZER“
by FINGER ELEVEN
…Making Me Smile So Much, This Morning???
Welllll…
…I Was Invited To Go Out, Last Night.
I Was Invited To Go Out, To Meet-Up At The Local Dance-Club/Bar Place Thingy To Have A Few Drinks, And To Mingle With The Crowd.
Sadly, That’s Why I Had To Turn Down The Offer.
I Wanted To Go Out.
I Really Did.
In Fact, I’ll Admit I Really REALLY Wanted To Go.
So Much So, In Fact, I Originally Said I WOULD Go.
But, Then I Started Thinking About The Large Crowd And That Meager Club.
And, Well, I Slowly Started To FREAK-OUT.
😦
I Simply Can’t Handle It, Anymore.
I Mean, I Can Handle Cramped Spaces.
That’s Not My Issue.
As I’ve Told You Before, I Once Spent Three (3) Days In Solitary Confinement During My Navy Days.
So, No, It’s Not The Small Spaces I Can’t Handle.
It’s The Large Amount Of People In The Close-Quarters That I Can’t Handle.
The Last Time I Was Inside That Club, I Had A Panic-Attack.
There Were Just So Many People.
I Felt Like I, Literally, Could Not Breathe.
I Ended-Up Tearing-Ass Out Of That Place So Fast It Was Frightening.
I’ve Never Been Back Inside That Club.
Not Once.
So…
…Why Am I Smiling?!?
I’m Smiling, Because The Guy In The Song Could EASILY Be ME.
He’s Having A Shitty Time.
He Doesn’t Really Want To Be There.
He Feels Awkward.
Later On In The Song, He Says…
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“…I Hold Out For One More Drink…
…Before I Think…
…I‘m Looking Too Desperately. …”
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Let Me Just Say Right Now, I Know EXACTLY How He Feels.
This Song Makes Me Smile So Much, Because I Can Totally Put Myself In His Place AND I Can Totally Understand Where He’s Coming From.
I’ll Also Admit I’m A Touch Disappointed In Myself For NOT Going Out To Spend Time With My Friend.
I Had The Chance To Show Him He’s More Important Than My Personal Issues…
…And, I Totally Blew That One Out My Ass.
I Know He Won’t Hold It Against Me, As He Already Knows My Feelings Toward The Bar Scene.
But, I Also Know He’s (probably) A Little Disappointed In Me.
That’s Totally MY BAD, My Peeps, I Know.
BUT, I’m Pretty Damned Decent At Making-Up For My Disappointments.
What Can I Say, I’ve Had A LOT Of Practice In That Field.
And, As A Final Admission, I’ll Tell You That My Friend Is VERY Attractive.
STRIKINGLY Attractive…
…Just Like The Other Person Being Talked About In The Song.
Strikingly Attractive People
+
Alcohol
+
Bradley
???
Nah.
That NEVER Works-Out Tooo Well.
So Many Reasons To Stay Home…
…Just Like The Guy In The Song Wanted To Do…
…And, Therefore, So Many Reasons To Be Smiling About This Song…
FINGER ELEVEN‘s
“PARALYZER“
…This Morning.
I Think I’ll Just Settle For A Lunch Date.
Somewhere Uncrowded.
Somewhere Quite.
Somewhere I Can Have An Actual Conversation With The Other Person WITHOUT The Shitty Dance-Club-Soundtrack In The Background.
Sound Better To You???
GREAT!!!
Sounds Better To ME, Also!!!
😀 😉 😀
“MY FRIEND Is One Who Takes ME For What I AM.” –HENRY DAVID THOREAU
-<=HENRY DAVID THOREAU=>-
<<{1817–1862}>>
-<=POET=>-
-<=CRITIC=>-
-<=AUTHOR=>-
-<=HISTORIAN=>-
-<=PHILOSOPHER=>-
Does Life Get Any Easier After A Difficult Admission?!?
In Short…
…Maybe?
It’s Very New To Me, So I’m Still Trying To Handle It.
I Risked A Lot, I Believe.
I Risked Losing One Of The Very Best People I Know, Simply Because I Found I Cared For Them Much More Than I’d Ever Expected To.
How Do You Tell Someone You Love That You Really Do Love Them, Knowing Ahead Of Time The Best Response You’re Bound To Receive Is “I Know“???
It’s Not Easy.
Not By Any Stretch Of The Imagination.
In Fact, At The Time, It Was Painful.
I Just Had A Feeling It Wasn’t Going To Go Over Well.
Honestly, I Expected It To Go Over Like A Turd In The Punch-Bowl.
Lucky For Me, The Person I’m Speaking Of Cared More About Our Friendship Than Even I Knew.
I Did Get The “I Know“ But I Also Got An “It’s Alright“ And An “I Understand“…
…Neither Of Which Was I Honestly Expecting.
I Just Knew I Was About To Lose Someone Very Important To Me Because I Cared About Them Way Too Much.
But, I Didn’t.
I Didn’t Lose Them.
In Fact, I Think Our Bond Will Be Even Stronger.
Now That They Know How I Feel, I Don’t Feel The Enormous Weight Pressing Upon Me.
I Don’t Feel The Desperation.
The Want, The Need, To Just Say Something.
I Had Made The Choice To Suffer In Silence For A Long Time Over This.
Perhaps That Part Was A Mistake?
Maybe?
But, Honestly, I Don’t Think So.
I Think The Suffering Part Actually Helped.
Once I Was Finally Able To Work-Up The Courage To Say Something…
…I Went For It.
I Said It.
And I Made Sure I Was Understood.
Now That We’re All Clear On It, I Feel So Much Better.
Well, Better Than I Have For A While.
A Long While.
I’ve Made So Many Mistakes Along The Way.
Mistakes I Can Never Take Back, Nor Ever Be Forgiven For.
I’ve Hurt Some Important People In My Life, While I Was Struggling With My Own Pain And Hurting.
I Suppose One Could Say I Was Projecting My Anguish Onto Others?
I Was Making Others Suffer As I Suffered.
And I Can’t Justify It.
Not. A. Bit. Of. It.
So Now, I’m Left Wondering What The Next Step Is?
Where Do I Go From Here?
In All Honesty, My Peeps, I Haven’t The Foggiest.
I Know Life Will Never Be Easy…
…But Perhaps Now It Will Be A Little Easier?
Maybe?
I’ll Take A “Maybe?” At This Point, Fo SHO!
😉
“True Friendship Is Like Sound Health…”
“…The Value Of It Is Seldom Known Until It Be Lost.“
—CHARLES CALEB COLTON
<{1780–1832}>
<<WRITER>>
<<CLERGYMAN>>
<<GAMBLER>>
<<COLLECTOR>>
<<PHILOSOPHER>>
“Don’t Walk In Front Of Me, I May Not Follow…”
“…Don’t Walk Behind Me, I May Not Lead. Walk Beside Me, And Be My Friend.“
—ALBERT CAMUS
-{{1913–1960}}-
-[[WRITER]]-
-[[AUTHOR]]-
-[[JOURNALIST]]-
-[[PHILOSOPHER]]-
-[[NOBEL PRIZE WINNER For LITERATURE]]-
“A True Friend Is The Greatest Of Blessings…”
“…And That Which We Take The Least Care Of All To Acquire.“
—FRANÇOIS de La ROCHEFOUCAULD
-<{1613–1680}>-
-<<WRITER>>-
-<<AUTHOR>>-
-<<PHILOSOPHER>>-
So… I Was Informed Last Night That The Only Time I Ramblel Is When I’m Ill…
…And I Suppose I Can Agree With That.
I Do Tend To Ramble And Prattle-On When I Don’t Feel Great.
Sue Me.
My Bad.
BUT…
…Today Came Rather Early, My Peeps.
I Was Up And At ‘Em Before 3AM’ish.
I HATE Being Awake Whilst The World Sleeps.
Makes Me Feel Odd.
Makes Me Feel Like A Failure At Just One More Thing In Life.
Can’t Do Anything Else Right…
…So Why Should My Sleep/Wake-Cycle Be An Different.
I Remember Working “The Night Shift” While In The Navy.
I LOVED IT!
Of Course, My Hours Were Longer Than Everyone Else’s.
They All Worked 0700 To 1900 (7AM To 7PM).
I…
…Along With My Elder Namesake….
…Worked 1800 To 0900 (6PM To 9AM).
Talk About A Bummer Of A Deal…
…Yet We Were Very VERY Willing To Work The Extra Hours.
You See…
…”The Night Shift” Had One Amazing Quality…
…NO SUPERVISORS.
NO BOSSES Standing Over My Shoulder…
…Criticizing Each And Every Thing I Did.
NO BOSSES To Tell Me What To Do…
…When To Do It…
…How To Do It…
…Etc Etc.
It Was Peaceful.
It Was Painless.
It Was Worth The 15-Hour Shifts.
Who Cares How Long You Work Whilst At Sea?!
EXACTLY, Mr Peeps!
Who Gives A Shit!?!
You Can’t Go Anywhere.
You’re Surrounded By The Sea…
…Or The Ocean…
…Or Wherever We Were At The Time.
I Had To Be There One-Hour Before Everyone Else Got Off Work So I Could Get The “Turn-Over” From My Fellow Journalist Shipmates.
And Then I Couldn’t Leave Until 9AM Because Of “Happy Hour” Which Meant We Had To Clean The Ship For An Hour Each Morning.
I Got Yelled-At Many A Time For Ducking-Out Early And Going To Bed.
No…
…I Was Not A Model Sailor.
I Was A Helluva Journalist…
…Just Not A Sailor.
I Think I’ve Discussed That Before, So I Won’t Go Into It.
I Just Remember Being Told And Told Over And Over Again…
“Brad, You Do A Great Job At This And That, But You’re Not Being A Team-Player, Nor Are You Fulfilling Your Duties As A Sailor On-Board This Ship. Straighten-Up, Fly Right, Or Get Burned.“
Or Something To That Effect.
And Boy Oh Boy Did They Ever Burn Me!
((hahahaahaha))
Oh, Memories.
Why Must You Be So Vivid?!
Sheesh.
😐
This Is Turning Into A Ramble, Isn’t It?!
SEE!!
I Knew It Would.
I Could Ramble For Days-On-End About The Navy And My Experiences.
Slowly, But Surely, They All Come Back To Me.
They Float To The Surface, So To Speak.
In The End, I Came To Hate Hate HATE My Time In The Navy.
And That’s Sad To Me.
I LOVED The Navy.
I LOVED My Peers And Especially My Friends.
It Was My “Superiors” That Were Intolerable.
Little People Trying To Fill Big Shoes, Ya Know?!
People Whom Were Only In-Charged Because Of Their Time And Rank.
Had They Not Hated Me So Much…
…Honestly…
…I’d Likely Still Be In The Navy.
I Could Have Handled Anything Thrown At Me Had I Had Bosses Whom Were Worth A Shit.
But They Weren’t.
So I’m Not.
Plain And Simple.
ANYWAY…
…I Shall End This Ramble, Here.
Y’all Take Care, Please.
And Be Good When Possible.
I Know…
…It Ain’t Easy.
Hell…
…What In Life Ever Is?
Exactly, My Peeps, Exactly.
Have A Damned Decent Day, Kiddies.
I’m Going To Try Doing The Same.
PEACE, Y’all!!!
😀 😀 😀
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