don't say anything

Not saying anything. Making words your actions. Making the mysterious underlining reasons, intentions become a long term riddle. Afraid to find out the answer. Answers that you might not like, or might like. Answers that just might get you even more confused. Thinking more. Will it ruin it? Will it progress it? Will it make it better? Most know the answers, but do they tell? 

I won’t be your John Cusack, holding a ghetto blaster over my head, blasting Gabriel, letting you hear what I’m feeling while standing outside of your house on a weekend morning. I’d rather live with those unheard phrases, the unspoken truths. For some reason, those seem to be better than saying something. So don’t say anything. Don’t say anything. Let’s just keep on enjoying each other and wondering what the answer will be.

happy 6th, blog.

Dear Blog. For a little tot just 6 years old, I have shared with you an earful of big people problems and you've always been there to support me. You've been a comrade, counsellor, confidant. I never thought you'd put up with me for this long. Thank you. Happy Birthday my best bud.

blog culture.

My 9-5 involves me teaching people about blog culture. From creating the site to coming up with content to marketing and maintaining the site to hopefully making it profitable for the small business owner. While the tech world keeps changing daily, I'm always learning  new ways to innovate and  to handle the blog. The `cheats' - as I like to call 'em, make it unnecessary that one will need to put in work to actually do anything I'm teaching right now.

Reminds me when radio became automated.

And it sucks.

For me, back in 2005,  The Blog let me exercise my writing abilities and to use my creativity to keep the page looking fresh. It's the man power I have put in since then that got me here.

Kinda like how my many nights doing overnight board work at CJEZ got me to understand the studio and on-air philosophy in radio, the rookies need to put in the work, without the shortcuts the internet is coming up with these days.

As a great Boogie Down rapper once said, you got to Build ya Skills.

My advice to my clients and new bloggers, is to start off the way I did. Put in the work. Create, Design and Market your site yourself. Once you understand the philosophy and culture, then you can look outside for a quicker way to update. I still do everything on here and my other blogs myself. First because it's still fun. Secondly, because I'm just a picky creative guy like that...

Pardon the rant. Just something that's been on my mind.

Had to write about it.

happy 5th anniversary, blog.

February 2008.

We met. And you helped me see where I was going wrong. You listened. We shared. We've come a long way, old friend. Through all of your makeovers, your face-lifts, those times we didn't speak. Those times when you just sat there while I balled. You kept it real with me. You helped me grow. You helped me continue to learn about the world and myself.

It's been Real.

Happy Anniversary. Our trip is not over yet. Many more entries. Many more face-lifts and makeovers to come. While I'm in a better place now than I was five years ago, I still need you. Still need you to help me grow, and to learn about myself. And the world. We've only begun our trip. But I will use this milestone to say..

Thanks..

To keepin' On.


February 2013.

better than coitus

the forth

Today is the day. During a meeting this afternoon, I took note of the date. Then it hit me like a ton of soft bricks. I smiled. I couldn't believe it. Time has past by so fast. I'm so proud of my little blogger. The kid has made me proud.

It's been four years. Four years since I created this blog to vent my feelings. To write down my thoughts. To help me through the hardest times. As I grew, you grew. As I changed, you changed. When I smiled, you smiled. When I cried, you did too. It's been an amazing ride. Thank you for keeping me on my toes and keeping it real with my me, my love. Let's keep progressing and taking shit to the next level. Together forever.

do more drugs..

Quit exercising and do more drugs, I told my friend jokingly last night over our New Years beers. Was never one for New Years Resolutions. I don't believe in them. You make goals for yourself. Write them down. Post them on your wall. Look at them daily. Remind yourself. Like Nike, Just Do It. It doesn't have to be shared. The only person who needs to know is you. And you are the one who is going to make it happen. I have goals this year. And they will happen. Certain of that. As I sit here typing just after 11am on New Years Day with a pounding headache sipping on my cold tea that was made a couple hours ago, I look back at 2011 and think it was a great year. Sure. Had some crazy ups and downs. Without the Lows, though, we would never grow. And grow is what I did. No regrets. Just lessons. Lessons that will I take into 2012 while I progress to the next level. The blog is turning 4 this year. Next month, actually and I'm proud I've had it with me. It's been a great friend. Without it, I don't know how I would've survived. I started it during one of the lowest points of my life. I had just quit drinking and I used the page to document my 97 day sober run. I used it as an outlet to express the dark feelings I had in my soul. As I got out of the rut, I showed it on here. Whatever turns my life took since 2008 this page expressed it. I look back at this years posts' and I see how life can be really unpredictable. Things I should've shared on here, I didn't but I was able to read between the lines and knew I really wanted to say something else. Scream when I was really talking. Cry when I was laughing. But I didn't. Maybe someday, I will share all those times with you. Maybe I should save it for my book. 2012 is going to be great. I have a feeling we'll have a lot of turmoil in the world and it'll bring unity. I believe we'll have some hard times but we'll get through it. Personally, I know I have things I need to do. Turning 34 this year and I need to get shit done. Keep up and listen to the heart. That's what really matters. Fuck the rest.

sorta a big deal

A little somethin' somethin' I did up this morning. For the cause.