Ya gotta have goals,,,,

Those uv’y’uns here know me and my kayak-y obsessions,,,  Ya also know my year fiddy-five goal of a 100 miles paddled a month (that I am short on so far,,, Will get to that, swear!)

Well heres a goal too.   I want to kayak a snow day.   Paddled in rain, squalls, thunderboomers (popped up on me, it did!) Anarchist Navy movements, and dead flat mirror glass waters in fog (freaky to say the least) and even at night once (even freakier,,,)

But I have never paddled in the weather that my prefered boat was (originally) designed in/for.   I’d like to rectify that, and with oldman winter tossin’ and turnin’ this year, that may come to be. (FYI< once will be enough,,, I’m silly, not totally krazeee)

But some people need other goals. Only, how do you explain that to them.3

I’m refering to Cuz next door here. The backstory here: He is only partially related by blood, we only share the one grandmother and that his da is my Da’s half brother. Last names are even different.

Well, come this T-day dinner, he appears out of nowhere. Seems he is unwelcome at his side of the families gathering so he came to our side. The man is mid 60’s, has a horrendous reputation that precedes him as “theif and liar” and the cold shoulders he was getting at our event were obvious to the willingly blind. Since his arrival on this hill, he has lost my trust (which admittedly was shaky to begin with, but I will give everyone the benefit of the doubt. Blow that trust though,,, It never EVER comes back.) alienated his ONLY benefactor, my Aunt who has Christian Charity to a fault, and pretty much made it known that his ‘word’ means jack shit.

He had a chance to turn shit around but his ‘goals’ were never formed, and he fell right back into his old ways that have turned his own family against him.

It’s sad really. And he isn’t alone in this world for that ‘trait’. Many others are there with him. You see them more commonly in pictures of the homeless. Intervention isn’t enough. It has to come from within or its right back to the ruts. (something I did learn from my forced time in AA, thanks 1stSargent Krampus,,, (not his real name of course)) Ya gotta WANT it, and the only things that sort ‘want’ are temporary escapes that only magnify the problems they are escaping.

And they ALL seem to think the world owes them something. And when the world does give it to them, it is never enough, they want more.

I say “FUCKIN’ EARN IT!!!” Make something of yourself, not just a pile of refuse that needs hauled off to the burn pile.

Simple rules. “don’t hurt people” “don’t take their stuff” “Keep your word” “Ask” “work for it” Life isn’t hard, not really, but some seem to strive to make it the hardest thing ever.

And to think his liar/theif GF told me: ‘He said your were a strange one” I guess being an honest and solitary person that only wants to get ahead in life by my own efforts is ‘strange’, who knows, maybe in this day and age, I am strange, but if so, most of my readers and friends are pretty strange too.

So, Heres to being the ODDS of the world, to you my readers. If we’re strange, lets make this world Truly Strange and FIX IT, what say you? That’s a goal I can get behind.