The Apology

This post is going to serve as an apology to my readers and followers. I haven’t posted in way too long and I promised to try to write at least once a day. Well I fucked that one up, it’s been a week or two.

Work has been insanely busy, I’ve been exhausted, and I’ve found the love of my life. Then again, she’s been on me to do some writing. So this is entirely on me.

Today I am rained out. Normally I go ahead ahead and work in whatever kind of weather is present, regardless of how terrible it is. But the jobs I’m working on now are going to be extra dangerous in these thunderstorms and lightning and hail and whatever else the heavens throw down.

So, here I am, in my hotel room in Temple, TX, apologizing to all of you. I’m sorry. There you go. Now I’m going to do some writing and see if I can’t get caught up. I have seen a lot in my absence, so keep a lookout for my next posts.

Stay classy, and I’ll see you at the next stop.

The Poem

With curious eyes like pools of dark chocolate
that make a man want to dive right in, 
and nut-brown hair with a tint of red, 
it's impossible to get this beauty out of your head.

Her laugh is contagious and lights up a room.
She is gentle and sweet and as stubborn as the Texas weather.
The perfect height for forehead kisses, 
she's sure to be the object of your affection forever. 

Never before has a passion been so true
as that of this woman who molds young minds.
Her fears and wishes and dreams match yours,
her goals and ambition can open all doors,
and her lighthearted spirit will keep your fates intertwined.

The sense of humor that inhabits her soul
brought you both together. 
It's a humor that is dark and brings laughter beyond control,
but can turn around and be light as a feather.

Even her expressions are as adorable as can be,
from the corners of her smile to her pout.
One short conversation with this pearl in the sea
and you will see what I'm talking about.

Even in sickness she will be fierce as the sun
and nothing in the world will stop her.
The object of your desire
becomes your heart's fire
and causes your emotions to stir.

She's cute and she's vulnerable
and she has no filter to show.
An old-school violinist
and a knack for Spanish
are examples of her knowledge that grows.

Dedication to family
and an overall happy demeanor
can prove how loving she can be.
Any tiny flaws
she may think she has
only make her more lovely to you and me.

This woman I speak of exists in the world,
or at least she does in mine. 
One should be so lucky as I seem to be
to find someone so divine.

So how will you know when you have found the woman
that has stayed in touch with her inner child?
Be patient and true
and realize that you
will do anything just to make her smile.

This angel with eyes like pools of dark chocolate
and red-tinted nut-brown hair,
is who you have sought,
will never leave your thoughts,
and no one will ever compare.

The Controversy

When I first started writing this blog, I told myself I wouldn’t discuss religion or politics too heavily, if at all. So far I’ve done a great job of staying true to that. I’ve now written 20 posts, with this being the 21st. Most of you seem to be on my side with most things that I’ve written about, so let’s see if we can change that. Some of you will agree with this post and some of you may hate it. I’m actually looking forward to any emails (michaelhowell0188@gmail.com) or comments in either case. Angry or not, stay with me until the end of this post.

With all the driving I do, especially in some of the states I do it in (Texas, New Mexico, Oklahoma, Kansas, Arkansas, Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama), I see a lot of things that make me think. One thing that I see almost every single day is a vehicle flying the Confederate flag, or a house with the Confederate flag flying outside their door or driveway. This is where I may lose some of you.

I’m all for remembering history and what it meant and how it shaped our nation. The United States of America, emphasis on the “United” part, for all it’s flaws, is a wonderful place to be, regardless of your political or religious affiliation, which is kind of the point. The Civil War and it’s two opposing sides, the Union and the Confederacy, were obviously a huge part of that and turned this country into what it is today. We should Always remember our nation’s history.

That being said, flying the Confederate flag and other flags next to it that say the South should secede or that it will rise again is disrespectful and a form of treason. If you want to have the flag as a historical commemoration then, by all means, please do so. Maybe you have ancestors that fought for the South, maybe you’re fascinated by that era of our history, maybe you think it’s pretty. But to fly it as a statement against The UNITED Stated of America goes against everything that The UNITED States of America stand for. Obviously the issue of the First Amendment comes into play here. So do what you want, and I’ll write about what I want.

The Civil War was just that: a war. A war with a winner and a loser. The South lost, and its general SURRENDERED. For those of you who aren’t aware, to surrender means you lost to an opponent and you submit to their authority. The Confederacy is no more. There are also some folks that believe the South can secede and successfully fight a war against the rest of the country. That thought is so far from being true I can’t even begin to explain why without sitting here for the next several hours.

This is a topic that I know I’ll be revisiting in the future, and I need to get to work. So, I’m going to leave it at that for now and see how many people I’ve pissed off.

Stay classy, and I’ll see you at the next stop.

The Blizzard: Part 2

The Midnight Writer strikes again. For those of you who didn’t read my last post, I ended it by berating flat-earthers, because they are idiots. Yesterday, I was enjoying a tasty Blizzard from Dairy Queen and trying to suffer through the conversations I could hear from the high school kids near me when, out of nowhere, one of them brings up the theory of a flat Earth.

Let me begin by saying that these kids don’t actually believe the Earth is flat. They only discussed it. Asking questions, even dumb ones, is how you learn and develop opinions and ideas. So, hats off to them. Could’ve been a bit quieter, though.

Anyway, there is a growing number of people that believe the Earth is flat. Not round, but flat. Contrary to any and all scientific and visual proof that has been presented, these morons have even created an organization called The Flat Earth Society. It’s real and they have recently held a large conference.

These people have many theories as to how and why the Earth is flat instead of round and spherical. Most have come to the conclusion that the Earth is a flat disk surrounded by an ice wall floating through space. In case that doesn’t sound stupid enough to you, some flat-earthers believe that space isn’t real. Some don’t even believe in gravity. That should really tell you all you need to know.

One guy in particular actually spent twenty grand building a homemade rocket to launch himself high enough in the air to try to see if there is a curvature of the Earth. This rocket of his blasted him about 1,900 feet into the air before parachutes were released and he came back to earth, though his head was still in the clouds. Funny thing about being propelled 1,900 into the air is that the curvature of the Earth can’t be seen until at least 35,000 feet. So, that was pointless.

I’m sure Darius Marley, the writer and audiobook narrator (check out his page if you get a chance, he’s great to read and listen to), would agree with me when I say that anyone can come up with an asinine opinion about something, especially with little to no research, and call it law. Everyone wants to be a part of something and jump on the bandwagon.

If there are any flat-earthers reading this, you are entitled to believe whatever you want to believe. And feel free to fight me on this, if you think the Earth is flat, then I bet you’re made of spare parts, aren’t you, bud? The Earth is round, I can’t sail off the edge of the Earth and fall into space, which apparently isn’t there, and gravity keeps my Blizzard in it’s container while I eat it.

I’m tired of seeing these morons on TV, in magazines, and on the internet. The theory of a flat Earth is idiotic. What’s that? The world needs to know about the massive worldwide conspiracy that the Earth is round and you want to spread the truth of what we’re too blind to see? Get off the cross, we need the wood. Dumbasses.

Stay classy, and I’ll see you at the next stop.

The Blizzard: Part 1

It’s finally starting to heat up in Texas. I’ve got a nice farmer’s tan just from this last week of work. I’m drenched in sweat before 10:30 in the morning. I’ve even had my fair share of daydreams about pools and oceans.

This time of year also means Dairy Queen is going to take all my money in exchange for all the Mint Oreo Blizzards I can eat. There isn’t enough discipline in the world to keep me from a tasty treat like that. Workouts and diets be damned. The Texas Stop Sign takes my heart every time. Also, Dairy Queen is an Illinois chain that somehow made it’s way to the lovely state of Texas, so I’m not sure how it got that nickname. Especially with Whataburger being such a staple.

To make another clear, Frosties from Wendy’s, Blasts from Sonic, and any shake from Whataburger don’t hold a candle to a Blizzard from Dairy Queen.

So, 3pm rolled around. I decided it was time to take my sweat-drenched and tanned-up-to-the-middle-of-my-biceps arms out for a Blizzard. Lucky me, just in time to get in line behind 7 high school boys that just got out of school for the day.

Now, I get excited about a Blizzard just as much as the next guy, but not so much that I can’t figure out what kind I want. I’ve been eating the same type of Blizzard for the last 20 years. These kids took 8 minutes to figure what they all wanted. ALL 6 OF THEM. If you’re in line, start looking at the giant fucking menu in front of your face. It even has pictures!!

I’m not saying they were being childish. I’m 31 for crying out loud and still haven’t figured out that I don’t have to eat a Blizzard so fast that I get a brain freeze EVERY SINGLE TIME. But, come on. There were people behind you. I know you all knew there was a line behind you. Have some respect.

Anyway, I devoured my Blizzard. I got a brain freeze. I judged high school kids. I went back to work. The world kept turning. On an axis, like a sphere, because the earth isn’t fucking flat.

You’ll have to tune in tomorrow to see what that’s all about, because the conversation those kids had made me lose faith and hope in some things.

Stay classy, and I’ll see you at the next stop.

The Midnight Writer

Seems like I have a problem.

Nothing interesting or noteworthy happened at all today on the road. It’s midnight and I have nothing to write about or share. On top of that, I can’t sleep, as usual. So, I’m wide awake, have nothing to discuss, and promised to put up a second post. Quite the conundrum I’ve gotten myself into.

It did managed to get up to 90 degrees earlier today. That was nice. I love the heat, nice and humid. Nothing better than hard work on a hot day to make a man feel accomplished. I can’t say the same for the stand-still traffic in the middle of the 2 hour drive to the hotel. Could’ve done without that. But I made it.

It’s taken me 20 minutes to write this small amount, and that’s embarrassing. I think it’s fair to all of us if I just stop right here.

Enjoy the springtime heat. Drink plenty of water. And as sure as Jesus has got sandals, tomorrow will be packed full of adventures to entertain you with in my next post.

Stay classy, and I’ll see you at the next stop.

The World Wide Web

Well I didn’t get to write a post yesterday. I got to my hotel, ready to write, no internet. Turns out that my hotel, which boasted a wonderful high-speed wifi presence, didn’t actually have internet of any kind. False advertising at it’s best.

This meant no writing for you guys. No work email, personal email, Netflix, Hulu, Amazon, or even browsing out of boredom. Of course, I could have used my phone, and I did for a bit. But writing a full post wasn’t an option.

Turns out I’m one of those ppeople that takes the internet for granted. You don’t realize how much you depend on it until you’re out in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do. Everything closed at 8:30 at night, including restaurants. That put a wrench in me wanting to get a post out every single day.

I plan on writing 2 posts today to make up for it. Hopefully my internet tonight will suffuce, or even be present. Otherwise, I’ll power through on my phone, just for you. You’re welcome.

Try not to take things for granted like I did. And definitely try not to rely on them. I know we all rely on the internet for work, school, and personal reasons. Some even have an addiction. But if you can’t make it through life without something as fickle as the World Wide Web, then you have some bigger problems to work out. Remember, the internet is a fairly new tool in the history of the world, and no-one wants to go back to dial-up.

The internet is a tool, nothing more. You don’t need it, it’s just a bonus. Appreciate it and don’t rely on it. It can even get you in trouble. That being said, I’ll be writing another post in a few hours for you. Stay tuned!

Stay classy, and I’ll see you at the next stop.