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Some times a song just gets you. I have heard this song a thousand times. Have heard it on tv shows but it still makes me get all introspective when I am driving my car and it comes on. It wouldn't let me do the album version but I got this one for you to enjoy. If you can get past the intro jargon you to will feel the presence that it provides. Enjoy more to come.

Cotton

Cotton the fabric of oppression.sadly that was the thought i had when I saw the ad campaign for cotton for the thousandth time last night. Actually the first thing I thought was "Who actually thinks about buying cotton" The second thing I thought was " Why in the fuck is this actress in this commercial and actually singing a fucking song about it?" You could probably take out one of those fucks I really don't think that angrily. But really it seems like just a month ago I was watching quirky zooey deschanel sing in her kookie voice as she picked out some horrendous outfits to wear that happened to be made by cotton. At this point I was pretty sure cotton should be embarrassed by those designs. Come on polyester where you at.

None the less I felt it odd but got over it in some sort of manner. But like I said the other night I couldn't throw a cat and not hit a cotton commercial. Don't get me wrong I love hot women trying on clothed but it never mattered to me what it was made of. Nor have I while going shopping EVER contemplated the ins and outs or rights or wrongs in purchasing clothes on the merit of what it was made of. I touch it, I hold it, I put it on if it works I am in. If not oh well. Not ONCE have I ever pulled the label to see what it was made of. It could be made of Chernobyl rat hair, but if it felt all right, its on tonight.

So why all of a sudden are we getting bombarded with cotton ads? I can't tell you I am not a member of the Skulls, but it does seem to be a little over board. I can remember when aaron neville would bust out on the TV about cotton. And while he does sound like a woman it was so far in between that it never really registered. I mean we would make funny of his shaky voice and move on. But now. Now it seems like there's a weird cotton conspiracy going on. And by hiring beautiful women to sing horrible dongs about cotton. We as a community will start shoveling money hand over fist to the cotton industry.

I think we have long past the point where they are trying to make us forget slave labor. And I am not trying to be conspiratorial. But it does feel a little wonky. Maybe its just me. Probably is. Are you talking to me? Yes I am, thank you for noticing? My pleasure feels good to be in good company.............

Naked

In addition to sleeping the whole night with out drugs and shortly after I discovered I could. I was playing a conversation that was had last year on an outing with a group of my friends. One of my friends, past love,r was given the business about sleeping naked. Now in normal situations, this wouldn't be a large issue, but the fact that we were out camping and it was particularly cold at night, made for great fun to us all. Well not me really, I am not one to make fun of how people sleep. Especially around me, as long as you don't snore you can sleep in a plushy lady bug suit for all I care.

But it did get me to thinking back to when we dated. Did she always sleep naked? My mind said yes. Then I started thinking about all the girls I had slept with in a bed and I couldn't recall one that had voluntarily slept naked. IE not the result of too much drinking and sex. Being that I have only had sex with six women it was a small test group... hahahahahhahahaha sorry I couldn't resist. Any ways my point is that of the women I have slept with, only she had slept nude every night.

Me being the person I am, no tattoos resists conformity. I thought if its good for her it should be good for me. Let me just state though that for a guy to sleep nude is much more of a mental acceptance than a woman. Women don't have things hanging off them, so there's no adjustment interruption, while trying to go to sleep. So essentially it has to be a more enjoyable proposition. I can also see the health reasons also. I digress. So one night I stripped down and crawled into bed. While at first I was a little thrown off as I like to have my boys, well, in one spot and not all over the place. I actually enjoyed free balling hahaha. Free sleeping? Free ball sleeping?

The biggest thing and most important for most guys getting older is not having any undies on repressed my desire to take a leak in the middle of the night. Trust me I am not there ye,t I can go the whole night like a big boy and not have to stumble down the stairs to go pee. But like all people, I do wake temporarily with the need to want to go down the stairs. No undies, no waking up, bliss. While I know at some point in my life I will have to go pee in the middle of the night its nice to know that A: I can hold it hahah and B: do something that will make me not even think about it. Man talking about peeing is making me want to go pee now.

My point is if you have never done it try it tonight. Two things will happen, well maybe more if you have a spouse. One you will sleep better than you have in a long time. You will not want to pee, You will rush out and buy new sheets that are softer and more dreamy like. Lastly you will think of me before you go to bed and when you wake up. Now how scary will that be. Good luck and sweet dreams.

Have you ever noticed

That when you post more the people that read your post post more too? I think its kinda cool then again I am sort of a dork.

Clean

I am happy to report that I have kicked my most recent and longest crutch. Sleeping aides. Yes I know to many sleep comes as a nice and happy ending to a long day. But for me not so much. I can only truly fall asleep  when my mind is at ease. Sadly for me that's not to frequently. Be it out lady issues or money or jobs my mind can find any reason to keep me going to the wee hours in thought.

Maybe its the gym. Maybe I have found a middle ground with my unimpressive under paying job. Who knows but after a year and a half of Tylenol P.M I found myself so tired the other night that I just went to sleep. Thinking it was a fluke I decided to give it a try the next night and low and behold I feel asleep with out much tossing and turning. Since then it has been smooth sailing.

I can though probably guarantee that tonight will be the night I can't fall asleep. My brain hates me that way. As soon as I announce anything it prefers to rebel. You have no idea how it feels to be ready to ace a test and have your mind say F you. Recently I have had to study very hard for a new position. In order to even be considered for the position I had to get testing and permits and all that.

After a week of cramming for a test I went in confident and ready to roll. I walked out dejected. Not because I didn't know the material my mind just likes to alter my recall. I had to sit down and remember what I use to do in college. Mind you that was a long time ago. But I distinctly remember cramming one morning before a constitution law mid term.(Yes I actually took these classes in college) I remember looking at my watch skimming over all the cases and knowing my test was minutes away. It was one of the hardest classes I took and the only one I knew back wards and forwards on any given test day.

I would like to think that was solely due to how great my mind operates. But I think it had to do with how I would study. Not all week long trying to absorb it all but smashing all the information in and recalling it. I am a learn and apply immediately person. If I do this I remember all kinds of things. If not and it holds no great importance my brain discards it. I have had a multitude of jobs where I have had to adhere to strict guidelines that if not followed would get me and the company I worked for into a heap of trouble.But some how after learning and applying these facets and guidelines I could do my job fast and efficiently.

The funny thing is that no matter the job I always down play the importance. What this has to do with sleep and tests I have no clue I will address this again soon.

Oh yeah I passed all the tests and have all the permits now I just have to wait. yay waiting


Cheers

Clarification

It has been said that words hurt. Some times they do. When I speak or blog I try to be as honest as I can with what I am saying. I think its important to try and speak to truth when ever possible. The one thing I will not do is compromise my truth with your desire. If I say I will help some one or have the desire and ability to help a person with some sort of drama. Then I will. Here is where it gets tricky, are you paying attention? If the drama is yours and has to do with me not being what you want. Then its not going to happen. If you think that playing that card, the you said " What can I do" so you have to and it revolves around me giving you something I can't. Then that again is on you.

I know it seems petty but really it gets old. If you want me to treat you like an adult then act like one. Don't read my blog, get drunk, then text me at 2:00 in the morning. Don't assume to know what I feel or what I think. Just because your not getting your way doesn't mean I am a horrible person. You have to try and understand the the massive amount of pressure you put on anything I do makes it impossible for me to see you. Would I like to? Sure I have known you for too long to not want to engage in your life. But you make it impossible to even try.

 If you can't deal with what is our reality then get over it. If you can't then I guess you are answering your own questions. The equation in this bad math experiment is that you want the answer to be something it can't actually be. Your hypothesis has been proven incorrect. But you refuse to see that. So all the other scientist have taken there books and gone home. By not actualizing the truth of the situation you have essentially PUT yourself in the situation.

Make peace with that and the you can, if you choose, you can make peace with me.

Peeking