So months ago I purchased 2 John Mayer tickets for his Labor Day show. Besides college football, the concert was all I have been looking forwArd to for the past 6 months. Well then my pug RJ had an urethra blockage and had to have surgery. Poor little baby wasn’t able to pee a drop. So here I am, minus $2000, with 2 JM tickets and no $ to even buy the gas to see the show. But my baby is home with me & able to tinkle!
I’m not out to please everybody - I’ve actually been out to try not to displease anybody, and that’s even harder work. It’s like Prozac for creativity - cutting off the highs and lows and the risks and the rewards so that nobody walks away from a show or listens to an album with a passionate…
The backlash that John Mayer receives for voicing his opinions is no different than us regular ol’ folks. Yes perhaps it is magnified x 10. Those who think they can voice their opinions and not suffer repercussions are experiencing delusions of grandeur. Everyday I have to think before I speak. I mean really. I work for the government. Telling people what I think without doing some editing is just not worth me losing my job. I wonder if I were rich and working just for the pure sake of enjoyment if I would speak my my mind more freely?
I believe that the BP oil spill could have even bigger ramifications on our country than we already realize.
If this disaster exits the public consciousess without there being a 1:1 ratio of fault to accountability, then we as a nation will have demonstrated to our government (and the…
So no one is going to read this but I guess I can still say it. Maybe use this Tumblr as a diary. I’m feeling guilty today. How can I ask my patients to use appropriate coping mechanisms when all I have been doing for months has caught up with me. I have been in denial. I have displaced my anger and dissapointment. I have repressed most doubts about my marriage to the point I can’t even tell if it was ever so. Marriage and money are nothing more than a recurring bitch slap to my face.
