Russell Brand strikes again.

So I Watched another Russell Brand video a couple of minutes ago, but let me first put out my disclaimer. I am a 23 year Navy combat veteran(land combat not ship), conservative, married, oh and I give two craps about your personal choices which have no affect or effect on my family or myself. That said, I try to teach my kids to love all equally, until individually they prove not worthy.

So Russell meets the westboro baptist church

When I first left active duty I worked a day in my state capital, Topeka, Kansas, at the VA hospital, in surgery. Yes THE Topeka Kansas, home of the wbc (not spelling it out, don’t want it popping more than necessary in a search); Anyways its 0630, I’m driving to work, and I see a kid, about 10, holding up a giant sign which read “God hates F&*)” !!? I almost ran over two Sonic carhops, and their drive through menu, turning red around to make sure I actually saw what I thought I saw. That is when I saw the other sign about soldiers. I drove to work, mad, and asked the staff, what was up with those signs, why were they protesting, and they said “oh, that’s just fred (Phelps) and his crazy family, they do it all the time” I was floored that such a serious defamation of the American Soldier had turned into pretty much the longest running joke in Kansas, well next Kansas State University thinking they have a basketball team.

Legend even told me once that when she was attending a Tori Amos concert at The University of Kansas, that Fred and his crazy family were protesting the concert, it’s Tori Amos, c’mon! Lilith fair sisters unite!!  For those not from Kansas, Fred Phelps is pretty much considered a joke, hasn’t been seen outside his “compound” in years, the protesters are 3,4, and 5th generation family members that don’t even know why they are protesting. I can say though, if I lose another brother in battle and they are at the funeral, I’m not to sure I could let crazys be crazy. In my opinion their leaders are automatons who take a literal translation of the words of the bible to a whole new level. I also don’t believe they are much more than over zealous homophobs which probably didn’t make the pee-wee football team, but again what do I care. Russel Brand does a pretty good job of letting them explain their views, and trying to let them see the other side of a loving god, but again loving or not, he sent locust, and frogs…

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This life is awesome!

English: Jared hitting a jump at a freeride tr...

English: Jared hitting a jump at a freeride trail in Kansas City. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hi Jared here . As I was thinking back about why I was doing my MBA at 42 (43 soon), I reviewed back on my life, quickly realized a couple of things.

I’ve had a great Life!  Great kids, a great divorce and then a great marriage; I’ve been paid to be a pirate for the last 22 years, as well as being able to see things that my small southwest Kansas town of 1200 could never imagine. I love my wife and two kids all four of my dogs, my garden and the pains I feel as I get up every morning, because that pain is always followed by the awesome memories of how I earned them. I’ve ridden bulls, fished off the coast of Africa, seen snow fall of the mountains of Pakistan in July, surfed the Pacific ocean, Atlantic Ocean and the Andaman Sea, see the ancient ruins of Babylon, the Giant Buddha in Hong Kong, and the birth of both my daughters.

I found to late its to easy to blame others and everything else but myself for my mistakes, and I know I  wouldn’t trade a day with no pain and 21 again for anything, it’s not the years that gets us, it’s the miles, please believe if you come to my funeral when I finally decide to leave this planet, there won’t be anything pretty in that box, I’m gonna use it all up and make another 42+ years of memories, devilish grins and bruises–j

As much as things change, we still stay the same, except the wrinkles

So tonight I took Monkeyhead to a carnival here in town, and as all my fond memories of my hometown came flooded back I couldn’t wait for her to ride the gravitron, and the octopus, the skat cat and the bumper cars, roll a wooden ball at bowling pins and get some cotton candy the  twice the size of her head.

Cotton Candy

Cotton Candy (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The thoughts of all the cool toys, mirrors, belts and toys with the occasional pair of oversized glasses. As we parked I saw the Ferris wheels and the squirrel cages, the giant swings and a midway; walking up the familiar sounds of my childhood blasted from speakers, and as we walked across the park, Jack Blades took me back to Sentimental Street and it felt like any  summer night in the 80’s.

Unfortunately as we got close the rides got smaller, the lights weren’t as bright as I remember them and the cool carnival prizes had been replaced, by inflatable swords, and a cooler full of perch you could win one at a time for 5 bucks.

For Monkeyhead it wasn’t that good of a time, all the big rides were too big and all the small rides were too small, she didn’t have any desire to bring home any inflatable toys, so we headed out.  The howlers and barkers from my youth are still the same as I remember, unshaven, dirty acid washed jeans, and really bad tattoos, although I swear as I left Jamie Pressley was standing on the back of the corn dog trailer talking about being my sister….

SO what does the Train video have to do with this? I’ll tell you, as my girls grow up and I reflect on my past mistakes I  hope to try to keep them from repeating the same ones. Tonight at the carnival made me think of the girls I knew I was going to marry back in the 80s,and how life couldn’t get better than cruising main street and going to the fair. It wasn’t until I left home for the Navy did I realize that Southern California wasn’t Kansas anymore Toto.

We all got bruises over the course of our journey, the trick is to live through them, be glad all we got was bruises, hell, revel in them but love your life, because it has been awesome this far.

And for my mentor,Legend, Monkeyhead and Bubba..

Carpe the F&^*k out of that Diem!!

 

The first Ferris wheel from the 1893 World Col...

The first Ferris wheel from the 1893 World Columbian Exposition in Chicago. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)