Just thinking ©

My house is slowly becoming a community center.
Every day it’s full of people, mostly kids.
How the fuck did I go from me the cat and quiet to noisy mayhem I don’t know but welcome to Grand Walker Station.

Frick is slowly taking on the characteristics of a gofer.
Every now and then you see his head pop out of nowhere to scan the area for kids.
He’s not really a kid cat, more of a Walker cat and even I after 19 years am not allowed too pick him up for more than 10 seconds.

I’m not saying he is being displaced or anything like that but my daughter is like the paparazzi when it comes to Frick.
She’s never seen a cat like him before.
He’s more of a dog than cat most of the time and grumpy old one at that.
He growls when a kid reaches out to him but when she isn’t around he walks through her room as was shown on the video capturing him as he waded through a pile of stuffed toys or the picture of his four feet sticking out of the bottom of the blanket as he slept under it.

The kids constantly make me call him over so they could see him run to me then roll over with all four legs sticking up in the air so they could laugh.
It’s obvious I am going to be saving a lot of money on entertainment with kids.
One thing I know for sure is that I am going to get her a DVD player for her room because if I see Beauty and the Beast one more fucken time, I am going to shoot myself.

I’m trying to help the youngest salvage part of her semester.
There is going to be losses but she is putting in an effort.
Loosing a month of school equals 100 assignments missed.
She lost the whole year last year because………..why slam the EX.
I’ll save that rant for another day.

I’ve been to Staples so many freaking times; I am on a first name basis with the staff there.
Why is it when I say, what do you need exactly 20 times and then write it all for me to get so I could walk half a mile to Staples to get it for you do they not understand, then tell you when you get back they need one more thing AND it’s not only the walking.

The kid’s got cooking classes she missed so in order to catch up she has to make the recipes she missed in class, at home and bring in a sample.
So all the way to Staples I’m wondering if she it starting a fire and one the way back my eyes are glued to the clouds for any glow reflecting off the night sky.

I have to say she has made some tasty foods like the evil double, double chocolate chip muffins that were so evil I ran next door to get rid of them after I ate five.
She made two dozen and doesn’t eat them.
I am NOT going to gain the fucken eighty pounds I lost.
She gave me her report card for her math class to sign and in ten days has pushed her mark up from 15% to 58% by doing her past assignments that she had missed and she still has seven to go do push it up to about 70%.
I don’t know if she can with all the other work she has.
I told her to concentrate on what’s salvageable for now but she wants to try for all of them.
Even though that’s admirable I have to worry about her disappointment if she fails and the odds are good that she will because she has missed way too much.

The bus strike is still on and the city has decided to dig in for a while and let the union fuck themselves and I’ll support that.
I am no big fan of unions and I have been in a few over the years.
They have done a lot of good for workers over the years but I think they have lost sight of the whole picture and gotten to powerful.
Some unions have more money that some countries in the world.
They might even own one or two but I know they have tried owning us here with their extortion tactics of late.

I would think they should be thinking of job security more than what they want for pay.
For every action there is a positive or negative reaction.
Everyone wants more money and is blaming it on the economy with the high price for things on top of the list.
So they want more money to balance that out but what they don’t understand is that if we have to pay them more then we need more to and before you know it we all are extorting money from those around us to compensate then we end up right back at the same place but broker.
Not to mention all the money you lost with the strike.
It’s a vicious circle that only nips you in the butt in the end.
How long can we be chasing our tails in all of this when what we need is to stabilize the economy not put more stress on it?
Trillions of band-aids isn’t going to do squat either.

In war you carry off your wounded and leave the dead where they lie.
Just like my kids assignments she can’t save every class this year and she will have to accept the loss as should we with some of these companies begging for money.
There has to be losses even if they hurt people.
What governments should be looking towards is the future and what will be needed then to put these people to work on now.
I’m telling you with the ozone depleting as it is and the sun slowly scorching our butts more each day we can create an industry to harness the sun that would put these people to work and helping the environment by producing everything environmentally friendly.
But someone has to have the balls to start it.
Someone has to say no and let some of these old battleships sink so something new and better could be recycled from it.

You could turn the fucken Sahara desert into the biggest fucken solar power plant in the world.
Clean energy and in 200 years if they fix the ozone they might squeeze they brains a little more and find a way to put up satellites into space to collect solar energy from out there and send it down here to us instead of reverting back to fossil fuels to compensate for the ozone holding back the suns rays.
If some dumb Blogger like me can think this crap up just think what those geniuses out there could come up with if our governments put them to the task with the money they are squandering on saving sinking ships.
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As a species we have come a long way but we have also become to comfortable and to fucken lazy.
As our populations have grown our active rolls in developing society has fallen by the way side.
When we lived in small villages the town hall was packed with people during meetings so everyone knew what was going on and got to have a say.
Today, well at least here city hall can’t seat more than 200 people I figure and we are a population of almost a million.
Why?
Because people don’t care to go.
They only care about complaining to everyone else.
The picket lines for the bus strike at city hall but I don’t see the people of this city rallying and marching down there with their own signs saying
FUCK YOU!!!!!!
They just sit in their cars stuck in traffic cursing them and being disgusted of the talks.

We have all become armchair bitches.
Slaves to our laziness.
Whiners with more excuses and bed sores than pride and dignity.
We allow these people to whip us and then thank them and walk away grumbling to ourselves.

We teach our kids to stand up for themselves yet when put the test we back down.
I have been showing my daughter I do what I ask her to do and leading by example.
May I mention how much I hate housework.
I hate it more now but I do it with her and she’s happy so far but I don’t push it.
She is responsible for her room and to vacuum the second floor.
We each have to do our plates when we are done and he/she who cooks cleans up before eating.
I figure if I treat her like an equal around the house there would be less wining and less work for both of us.

Life is about the compromises you make not the gains you seek.
It’s the same in the home as it is out in the world.

Have a nice day

Walker