Wasting life by watching TV?

I’ve been living without televison for about a year now and on top of that my internet is slow so I can’t really stream or download videos.  What do I do at home then?  Shit, for a while I was just surfing the internet and blogging pretty regularly.  Make dinner, take a shower and get ready for bed.  I slept pretty early so I never had to kill that much time.  Killing time?  Why do we always want to kill something so precious?

I always felt spending your time in front of the tube after work was wasting your time.  I felt I should have been doing something more productive.  I thought if I cut television I would be doing something else.  I think I just got depressed. Hahaha.

My issue was I didn’t have a replacement for television.  I didn’t go out to seek company from anyone, I didn’t take a class.  I pretty much just aimlessly surfed the net.  I think television provided me some kind of connection to people as sad as that sounds.  Or perhaps it kept my mind off my mind.

I still don’t have television but I borrow enough dvd’s from the library to self medicate the whole work week.  I’m not sure if TV is a big waste of time or a luxury we should be thankful for.  I suppose the best thing is to be productive in some other way but I can’t think of anything that motivates me enough to do it.

 

 

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Actions say everything

We live in a society of so much fluff, kind words and unfulfilled semi promises.  No one says what they mean or means what they say.  Expectations that are given are never realized.

It’s always so easy to say that you care, that you will call someone or better yet tell them to call you that way you don’t have to do anything but when it comes down to it the actions hardly ever match the words.

Everyone always likes to say that they care just because it seems so nasty to say that you don’t.  You say you care about this person you call your friend but ask yourself in what way do you really care.  Just because you wouldn’t want to see them get hurt or die doesn’t mean you really care.  I don’t want to hear about anyone in this whole entire world to get hurt but it doesn’t put them in my actual caring category.

Often the case is that people only care about their own guilty conscience.  They care when this has to be cleared.  If they don’t know you’re in need then it’s all good but if you call them and ask them for help then they have to care.

Seriously, if you haven’t talked to a person you consider a good friend for several months and they live in the same district as you then you’re not really caring and you have to question the validity of your good friendship.  What would you call your friendship if you spoke even less than that?  It be pretty much nothing so what makes you good friends?

All the other people you care about in your life, how often do you talk to them?  Your mom, sister, wife, dog.  I bet you don’t go that many weeks without speaking to them.  I guess in this society, depending on the label of the relationship, certain ones carry some higher obligation and some less.  We’re always infatuated with labels.

People will think you have a f’d up relationship if you only spoke to your wife every other week but if you only spoke to one of your good friends every other year you would probably get a pass.  You know, life’s been too busy and all.  Or you just don’t really care.

Shit man, in half a year someone can get depressed and kill themselves.  You could have a friend like this.  I suppose you can say, “you didn’t know” but what’s the likelihood anyone in that situation will just call you and tell you.  I guess calling just to see how someone is doing is just too much.

If you really care about someone shouldn’t you make it a habit to call them.  No one is that busy to call anyone they care about.  If you are then you’re just too busy to care.  Follow through with your words and promises because someone might be counting on you.  Broken promises can pave the way to a lifelong path of negativity.  Spread the positivity and the compassion instead and hopefully we can infect the whole world one day.

My place isn’t even 400sq feet!

So I live in a 1 bedroom ground level suite in a fairly new Vancouver Special house.  I’ve always known it to be small but when I figured it was less than 400 square feet it felt really small.  My bedroom and bathroom are normal size but my kitchen and living room are combined so I guess that’s where the smallness comes in to play.

There’s some good news out of this.  I used to think 500 or 550 square feet apartments were too small but it would be just fine for me so this could be in the cards one day if I ever purchase property.  Smaller places are more affordable but this Vancouver BS real estate market doesn’t make it easy.

I pay $600 a month with everything included except cable.  I think about finding another place sometimes but there’s some definite perks living here.

1. I always get a parking spot in front and never have to parallel park.
2. There is no one living beside me in the other suite so it’s quite.
3. It’s less than 10 minutes away from work.
4. I deliver stuff in my area so I get to go home for lunch.
5. It’s pretty close to 2 major supermarkets and 1 smaller one and there’s a handful of big box stores near by.
6. I don’t have any beefs with my landlord.
7. The landlord ain’t moving anywhere so I don’t have to worry about getting kicked out with short notice.
8. No one on this block annoys me or is crazy.

Wow, that’s a lot of reasons.  After some  years of living I’ve realized the grass isn’t always greener somewhere else and that you have to realize what you have already is pretty good and hard to find.

I’ll take you on a tour of my crib.

 

This is the view from my bedroom door

 

 

 

This is the view from the outside door.  Hope you enjoyed your stay here.  See you next time on Small Cribs.

 

Slash in Vancouver 2012

Saturday I was at the Queen Elizabeth Theatre watching……..Slash!  Guitarist from the original Guns n’ Roses for those of you who don’t know.  If you didn’t know that then you’re probably kind of young so you might know him from Guitar Hero 3.  Yes, it was awesome!  I was row 10 in the center.  Wicked seat.  Sound was awesome and Slash was awesomer.  Played a lot of GNR favourites like, It’s So Easy, Sweet Child O’Mine, Paradise City, Mr. Brownstone and I’m on the “Nightrain!”

Todd Kerns who is the bassist sang a couple songs and he can freaking sing.  I’m like one of the biggest Slash fans out there.  I’ve seen him 4 times in Vancouver and 2 times in Washington.  I’m a borderline groupie.  I have his toy figures, all the albums, videos and I’ve dressed up as him on Halloween like 3 times.  I don’t know, I’m just in love with his guitar playing.

After the concert I searched for something to eat but had a lack of choices cause it was getting late.  I reluctantly settled for A & W and bought 2 Mozzas for $6 and got them to pack one to go.  Unfortunately, the second one didn’t go anywhere except down my food tunnel.  I guess I was feeling daring cause it was Saturday night.

Ya man, he ripped it up.  I wonder if any ladies showed their titties.  I would have.

Suffering

Sounds sad already.  I think I’m going to try to make it inspiring or at least somewhat enlightening.  Suffering is one of the main Buddhist teachings.  Not teaching how one can be better at suffering but shedding light on what is suffering and how to alleviate it or more ideally, end it.

Most of us definitely don’t need any help on how to suffer.  We’re seasoned professionals when it comes to that.  We pretty much strive to suffer.   We live to suffer.  The idea is that without suffering there is no grand reward.  I think this is where we always make the wrong turn down endless suffering.

See, whenever you are putting your energy into something that causes suffering you are building your empire of suffering.  Your suffering will be the foundation of your life.

You suffer to get that education to get you that good job.  You do this so you can get the best wife you can, buy a house and raise a family.  You continue suffering at your good job to sustain all those things you have now that you dreamed of in the beginning of your suffering.  Your suffering knows no bounds. Your life becomes a question of how many more years you have to suffer.  Or you don’t attain all those things and you suffer from hating yourself

I guess what I’m trying to say is that when you begin a path of suffering it will become a long road of suffering.  You’re not following the path of your heart.

I hope to find a way to take my own advice one day.  Hahahaha…  I believe in it, I just don’t know how to execute it.  I think I know what I believe though.  Being able to do something that you really like doing and getting paid for it must be totally rad.  I mean really like it.  Not like what most people mean when they say they like their job.  When most people say they like their job, what they are really saying is that they like what they get paid or they like their job compared to anything else they think they can get or they’re friggin liars and really hate their jobs but are too proud to admit it.  What ever makes you feel better I guess.

Another thing I also believe is being yourself and making lifestyle choices that are aligned with your true self.  My whole life I’ve been hanging around people not like myself, going to places where I totally felt out of place, wanting and agonizing for a life that I didn’t really even want.

The problem is we all programmed ourselves to want the samething but not all of us really want it deep inside.  We all want the hot girl, big salary and admiration from our peers.  We tell ourselves we’ll do anything for it but truthfully not all of us have what it takes to attain and maintain such a life without suffering.

Seriously, I can picture myself living some kind of simple life and being happy but the issue I see with that is that not many people desire to jump on the simple life bandwagon.  I suppose that’s why everyone follows the crowd of society cause they don’t want to be left out and be alone.  Evolve or die?  Can’t beat them, join them?  I feel this way sometimes but I know it’s not right for myself.

You know you’re suffering when you think about winning the lottery too regularly.

Spreading positive energy

If you read any of my posts it’s hard to believe I have any positivity but I’m actually on a spiritual journey of some sort.  Sounding negative just comes off more entertaining than being all happy go lucky.  Think about all the famous comedians you know.  None of their subject matter is every bright and cheerful.  It always comes off somewhat negative.  Well, in my opinion it’s usually just being real.

How to spread positive energy?  By being the nicest and most compassionate person you can be.  It’s not always easy but when you can do it then you’re spreading positive energy.

How not to spread positive energy?  By doing the shittier thing and giving yourself excuses to do so.  I find that quite often people are only as nice and compassionate as they think they need to be.  There’s a gauge and it’s largely measured by what you think most people would do.

This gauge frees you from any guilt you might have from not doing the better action.  Being a good person in this world usually just means better than most people but most people act like asswipes or asswipes in disguise.

For most of my life I acted like both.  A lot of my actions were based on ego and selfishness.  I wouldn’t help someone cause it made me feel like a lacky boy or I wouldn’t be smiling while helping them out.  “I’m doing you a favour so why should I smile too?”  I wouldn’t be as friendly to my friends cause I told myself it was okay to be a grouch.  I wouldn’t help someone cause I made up some story in my head that they wouldn’t appreciate it.  Maybe I felt lazy too.

All this contributes to negative energy that only continues spreading.  We want to break the attitude of, “why should I.”  That attitude of not doing something cause no one expects you to.  We shouldn’t need to fear the feeling of guilt in order to be nice.

If guilt is why you’re doing anything nice then it’s selfish.  You’re doing something so you won’t feel bad not because you want to help someone out.

We also shouldn’t be doing favours when in the back of our head we expect the same in return.  If  you did a favour for someone and they didn’t return the favour would you be dissappoionted?  Well, when I say “we shouldn’t” I mean it’s not the most enlightening and positive mindset to have.

The more we show we’re willing to do things for the sake of just being nice it will be contagious like a good flu and people will start to think it’s how it should be.  They’ll see new light instead of being stuck with the same mentality of thinking no one is that nice.

Even small things like sending emails that have a bit of heart put into it.  Often the emails I get from Craigslist browsers are very blunt and heartless.  No “hi” or “thanks.”  Just a one liner like they had to go urinate really bad.

The thing I realized about life is being selfish has not brought us anywhere closer to happiness or enlightenment.  Everything we do is selfish.  It’s never for anyone else but ourselves.  I remember growing up and hearing all that giving is better than receiving crap and all the rest but never really believing it.  I really believe it now.  I will leave you with some cheesy quotes from someone.  Have an awesome day.

A candle loses none of its light by lighting another candle.

If you light a lamp for someone else it will also brighten your path

 

 

Foodie vs Druggie?

What’s the difference?  Unhealthy food is better for you than drugs?  I don’t know, depends on the dosage and the frequency I guess.

The big difference is one is looked upon as harmless and fun while the other is dark and disgusting.  As a “foodie” (what a stupid name anyway) you go around town trying out different cuisines and then blogging about it.  Showcasing pictures to cyberspace the many different kinds of garbage you’re willing to put in a trash can you call a body and smile about it.

It’s better than drugs?  I don’t know.  People die and get diseases primarily cause of their diet and any food made in a restaurant is bad for you.  Yes it is.  There’s just different degrees of bad.  Not to mention the way it makes you feel.  It’s like sludge in the engine and when you let it out of your anus it’s not always as tantalizing as before it went in.

Unhealthy food is basically a drug.  Read the ingredients of what you eat and some of those ingredient are drugs.  I bet when you’re hungry all you can think about is something unhealthy to eat especially when your favourite past time is foodieing around town.  It’s just like how a junkie thinks about his next fix.

I don’t know, I guess being a foodie is just giving people something to do.   Poor kids in third world countries must hate foodies.  They eat all this food then go home and vent about it online on how disgusted they were that they actually put this in their mouths.  I don’t care though, “foodie” still sounds retarded.