Life's Lessons
At this point in my life, I was over a year out of the service and fully adapted to civilian life. My son Julian was almost a year old. And in the intro of this muse, I held the same message for one of the purposes of my muse: “Hopefully, it DOES entertain, teach, motivate, spark ideas, spark critics, awaken, or even have people correct or teach me by sharing their knowledge and experience”

Let’s take a look at my thoughts back then…

“My year started changing for the better when my son came into my life in March. He is now 9 months old and moody as hell. I look into his eyes and see that he has so much to give to the world and so much to take in. My job is to show him love and to teach him everything that i know about this journey called life. I want him to learn from my mistakes. I want him to be all that he can be…”

Julian is now 8. He is a smart young man. When you think he is not listening, he is. He then waits for the right time to ask questions based on what he heard. Simply put: he is a sponge. He obtains information and has an excellent memory. His memory is selective since he is a human after all. 🙂 When asked certain things, he can utter the famous phrase “I forgot”. But when you mention months ago an activity or place to go on this particular weekend, he will remind you instantly. Julian is very caring and patient. His personality is humble and genuine. I enjoy spending time with him and never get tired of his questions. My son is pure awesomeness.

“‘Death Before Dishonor’ is what my brother has tatted on this forearm. There are so many people in this world that are quick to dishonor another person. I guess it’s the easier route out of a situation in some cases. The values i grew up with in my family are the same i preach and practice when it comes to friends. It’s hard to entirely trust anyone, but honor and respect your friends and expect the same in return. Not everyone i know or talk to is a ‘friend’. To be labeled a ‘friend’ is something you have to earn. If you’re my friend or i’ve called you a friend, know that you can trust me. Know that i will be there”

I will never take it to the extreme and tatt ‘Death Before Dishonor’ on my body but honor is a rare characteristic. This is a cold world. A vast amount of people lie, cheat, and turn on you in the blink of an eye. When I was younger, I had many friends. This number has dwindled. As an adult, I’ve learned to be selective with friends. I keep few confidants but at least I’ll know they’ll have my back. Loyalty and Trust is very important to me. It’s not about quantity but quality.

Before marriage, a man yearns for the woman he loves. After
marriage, the ‘Y’ becomes silent.”

This was a funny quote I inserted back then. Crazy how truthful it came to be.

“Confusion plays a major role in everyones life. People go through certain emotional rollercoasters and don’t know what to think of it. Was it just a learning experience or was it a nightmare that should have never occurred? Some people search for something thats not there. Some people are confused about who they are and what is their purpose in life. I was confused about some things this year. I was confused about what to do and about relationships.”

I now believe that in one way or another, the struggles and obstacles in life are a learning experience. We will never be perfect or never say we “get it”. Life is a journey of continuous learning. We will all have moments where we are stuck and have to decipher your current situation. Sometimes you have to take a moment to reflect, re-energize and reformulate a plan to get back on track. Struggles are there for the strong to overcome. Live strong and look to better yourself at all times (in all aspects).

“Feel free to send me suggestions or topics to write about. I’ll let you know what replies i get if i post them on my muse.”

This still applies.

“Also, as a new request, i am requesting that everyone who receives this to forward the muse to those that you think might be interested.”

This still applies.

“Thank you to those that have read my muses this year and to those that have replied.”

Finally, this also applies. 🙂 I like to read comments. I will always encourage readers to do so. Whether you are complimenting, suggesting, disagreeing, etc. It’s good to hear your thoughts as well.

PabLito aka Lito aka Bubsy


When I first heard about the death of Trayvon Martin, I noticed that the immediate reactions were of racism and discrimination. A plethora of artists were paying tribute to Trayvon Martin by wearing hoodies in their videos. You see, Trayvon donned a hoody the night he was killed. The idea is that the wearing of the hoody as well as his African American nationality was the reason why he was shot. Those that believe Trayvon was attacked and murdered say that Zimmerman profiled him. I will present both sides of the argument and let you be the judge.

What happened?
Zimmerman has stated that while in his vehicle on a personal errand, he noticed Martin walking inside the community. Zimmerman called the Sanford Police Department to report Martin’s behavior as suspicious, stating “This guy looks like he’s up to no good, or he’s on drugs or something. It’s raining and he’s just walking around, looking about” and “looking at all the houses”. According to a police report, “there is no indication that Trayvon Martin was involved in any criminal activity at the time of the encounter”. While still on the phone with the police dispatcher, Zimmerman left his vehicle. After the phone call concluded, there was a violent encounter between Martin and Zimmerman. The encounter ended with Zimmerman fatally shooting Martin once in the chest at close range.


Attorneys for Martin’s family have accused Zimmerman of racially profiling Martin and shooting him “in cold blood.”

Zimmerman pursued Martin against the explicit instructions of the police dispatcher:
Dispatcher: “Are you following him?”
Zimmerman: “Yeah”
Dispatcher: “OK, we don’t need you to do that.”

Zimmerman was carrying a a 9 millimeter handgun. Martin was carrying a bag of Skittles and a can of iced tea.

Martin weighed 140 pounds. Zimmerman weighs 250 pounds.

Martin had no criminal record.

Zimmerman “was charged in July 2005 with resisting arrest with violence and battery on an officer. The charges appear to have been dropped.”


From the beginning, Zimmerman insisted he was a victim: Martin attacked him, then they tussled, he said. At one point, the teenager forced Zimmerman to the ground — his head hitting the pavement — and he cried out for help. It was then that Zimmerman, saying he had no other choice, shot Martin.

Doctors report shows Zimmerman was injured by Travon Martin. Martin autopsy shows brusing on knuckles showing he did beat up on Zimmerman.

Contrary to the media’s image of Martin as a typical teen, text messages written by him show that he was suspended from school for truancy, discussed obtaining firearms in detail, and admitted to handling marijuana.

Interestingly enough, Zimmerman is not only a minority, but the same kind that Martin was. Apparently, an old family photo shows that one of the man’s great grandfathers was Afro-Peruvian. Furthermore, for all of that talk about Zimmerman being a far-right racist lunatic, he is a registered Democrat.

Feel free to add any additional facts. I just took bits and pieces of what I know. Submit your verdict below and back it up with comments in the “Leave a Comment” section. Regardless, a life was taken. R.I.P. Trayvon Martin.


You want to know what grinds my gears?

…Extreme conspiracists

I mean I do believe in some conspiracies and I do believe that the government is capable of creating atrocities in the name of an ulterior motive but there is always a line that I don’t cross. Some conpiracists are so extreme and paranoid that they do not believe a single thing that the media or the government is telling us. It’s like the moment you decide to become a politician you become part of a secret society of liars and evil-doers. Don’t some politicians that serve the people actually have good intentions? Why is this not possible? This grinds my gears. This extremism where everything is a conspiracy and the government is controlling society and so forth. If it’s so bad, either create a revolution to change the state of government or leave the country. My opinion.

…Twinkie scare

I loved Twinkies as a child. As an adult, I bought them here and there. When news broke out a couple of months ago about the company’s bankruptcy, it scared me as well as a thousand others to death. It’s one of those things where, you let someone borrow a movie you rarely watch but once it’s gone, you feel the itch to watch it. You only miss certain things once they’re gone. That’s how I felt. The good news is that a company has bought back portions of Hostess’s business (including Twinkie production) and we should see them back on shelves shortly. This reminds me of the movie Zombieland. 🙂


One of the goals of my muse is to share my thoughts and advocate feedback or comments. I want this site to be a meeting of the minds or a place to discussion anything a la “Seinfeld”-ism. What usually happens when I post something is that I receive texts, e-mails or FB messages giving me their thoughts, opinions or feedback. Please feel free to submit your feedback on the post under the “Leave a Comment” section. It helps show everyone else what’s on your mind and therefore gathering different perspectives to form your own opinion of the truth in which we continuously seek. In the “Leave a Comment” section, all that is required is that you submit your e-mail address and a name. The name is what will show but you do not have to submit a real name if you want to be anonymous. In essence, I do receive multiple messages but no actual comments via this site. And this grinds my gears. Although I love my readers and will continue to respond to any direct messages, I encourage feedback via the “Leave a Comment” section of each post. So…. don’t grind my gears… dew it!

Bubsy Star
Mr. Ya Nahmean

choose-your-own-pathSEARCHING FOR THE TRUTH – September 6, 2005

Here were my thoughts back then (in italics):

“…i want to be remembered by many for being someone that has always been honest. Honest is something that this world lacks. I’ve met many people and came across many people for whom i have developed a love for or even good feelings for. The first quality that i project is my honesty and if I’m fond of you as a friend or otherwise, i expect it in return. Honesty and trust go hand in hand. It seems that most of the people i come across aren’t ‘real’. I mean, this world is filled with deceit and lies so it makes sense that most people think that they can get away with it – and most do. Either way, the truth will eventually come to light. I can trust someone to be honest with me, but once they break that trust, they betray me and once they betray me, they lose my respect and my friendship. Why lie and play games? It’s not worth it. Life is too short and i don’t have time or even want to deal with bullshit anymore”

 I trust very few people. Trust is something that is earned. The world still is and will always be full of deceit. As far as honesty, I still try to be as honest as possible. Now, I have learned that there is also much gray area. Sometimes you must bend the truth a bit. Or sometimes the truth can sting a little too much and you can lose an ally or a person you care about. It still needs to be conveyed in its purest form but it may need to be watered down a bit or given in portions. I’ve been single for over a year and there too many games and lies being played when it comes to getting to know a possible interest. I don’t have time for it. Thus, I remain a bachelor.  😉

“Words of Wisdom…
To the world you may be one person but to one person you may be
the world”

I can’t recall who this originally came from but it’s a great quote. Truth!

“One thing that i have learned from a book I’m reading(The Millionaire Mind), is that somethings in life you have to be committed to. You can’t just say and/or partially take action. Commit, committed, commitment are the key words. For example, one always says, “damn, i want to be rich” or “I’m gonna be rich” but if you are committed, then you have more of a chance of being rich then by just wanting or having the passion to be so. Another example is if someone loves you and they say, I’m always gonna be with you. You actually have to be committed to loving this person and if you say you want to be with them and only them, you have to be committed to it and learn to be loyal to and deal with one person your whole life. Commitment. Commit to things, don’t just have the passion or thought of doing it. You have to commit. I’m committed to making a lot of money within 5 years, I’m committed to being a great father, son, brother, friend, lover, maybe boyfriend, maybe just maybe husband”

This is why I love doing these Retro Muses where I look back at what I wrote and compare it to my current perspective. When I wrote this, I was NOT married and I did NOT even meet my ex-wife. Odd. When two people marry, yes, you should be committed to that relationship. The vows do state “til death do us part, in sickness or in health” etc. I advise everyone to take the idea of matrimony serious before you decide to make this choice. Do not rely on butterflies in your stomach or the fresh phase of beginning love. Marriage is a serious and sacred vow. I have no plans on re-marrying anytime soon but this past year and a half I have had a certain person(s) catch my attention. Let’s see what the future holds. As far as everything else? Commitment is a word that separates the protagonist from the antagonists. Commitment separates the ones that are successful from the ones that settle. You have words, you have feelings, and then you should have actions. Formulate a plan. Anything is possible. Be committed. And as an individual, always be committed to being a better you.

“People chose to connect to a person for different reasons. By connect, i can mean a lot things, like connect to have sex, connect to have a friend, or a girlfriend/boyfriend, lover, etc. Some people connect because it just happens, some connect because they are lonely and need attention, others connect for curiosity. Either way, i believe that in order for the connection to be real love, you must connect on a few levels”

This is where I go on about my 4 levels of compatibility. I still believe in them but I’ve altered my feelings a bit within each. I will not talk about them in-depth in this post but in order to find something true, you must be compatible physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. But as they say, in this journey, you have people who come into your life for a reason, for a season or for a lifetime.

“My mind is clouded with thoughts that are far from any realistic reach. Included in these thoughts are what some may call dreams, other thoughts can be what some call nightmares. Dreams of the perfect woman, all the money in
the world and to be drama free; nightmares (which are actually can actually be realistic) are revenge and payback, pain and hurt all over again. All together, my mind is much clearer since March 14th. The day that my Julian
was born. Now i remain a struggling man looking to figure other things about my life out while at the same time, enjoying and not putting too much emphasis on dissecting this road called life. Why? This is the question of questions. Damn, i hate having questions and no answers”

I still question everything in life but now I am a bit more patient in finding answers. We all have problems and struggles. It’s a matter of having resiliency and moving forward. Perfect timing of this post. My son Julian turns 8 today, March 14th. He is such a smart young man. He is kind and mature as he shows great patience. Like me, he questions everything. I love him so much and look forward to guiding him as his father.

“It’s like my mind is a balance beam. Balancing the anger and pain with the love. Very fortunately, the love is out-weighing the other side. And i owe it all to my family to include my wonderful mini-me, Julian”

We all go through phases of anger and pain although some more than others. There is ALWAYS something positive to think about. Count your blessings.

Signing out…

Lito Alva aka B Star aka Tio Bubsy aka The Man With The Master Plan

Good Vs Evil

I view life as a constant fight between good and evil. With every decision you make, or with every road you take, you engage in battle as you try to reach your destination. There is good in the form of kindness, being unselfish, understanding, etc. Then there is evil which can exist in the form of greed, bad decisions, gluttony, etc. We don’t always choose evil on purpose. While there are different levels of evil, it is a battle in even the smallest of examples. For instance, if I get hungry, I know the right thing to do is think healthy but the idea of a juicy burger is too tempting to avoid. The evil in the example of eating fast food is that you know you shouldn’t do it, but the temptation is too much to bear. This is just a small example of evil winning a battle. Yes, in my eyes, good vs. evil can be intertwined with right vs. wrong. It can be, but not always. It isn’t wrong to eat unhealthy, it’s your decision if you want to live a long healthy life or a short one riddled with health issues.

The idea is that the struggle is always there in life. Every decision made is important. Every mistake must be learned from. Good vs. evil is always existent and it’s important to know you will not win every battle. You must win more than you lose.

Within every war lies the theory of Jus In Bello (Justice In War). This theory states what is morally acceptable behavior and proper conduct once the war starts. In general, it examines our behaviors or how we react (actions/decisions). Though this theory is based on actual war, I am using it as a philosophical idea behind the bigger war, which is, our own lives. There are two principles of Just In Bello.

1. Proportionality – which requires that means and ends are well matched. Example: Someone comes out of nowhere and slaps you! Did you deserve it? Did the ends justify the means? On a larger scale, it is widely believed that nuclear strikes can not be justified, but if successful, it might bring about a military objective (maybe ridding the world of an evil tyrant). Think about an example of this in your everyday life.

2.  Discrimination – requires that combatants and non-combatants are strictly distinguished. For example: You are married and you had a bad argument with your spouse the night before. You go to work and take it out on everyone around you. The combatants in this case are you and your spouse. The non-combatants are your co-workers.

In general, it is possible for a just war to be fought unjustly, and an unjust war justly.

Jus In Bello dispels the notion that “anything goes” in war (life). There must be justice in war. Jus In Bello also requires that every agent must be held responsible for their actions.

(Cited: Ben Dupre “50 Philosophical Ideas”, Michelle Maiese “Jus In Bello”)

Your thoughts?

Lito Alva

amaru9pr@hotmail.com / stillsearchingforthetruth9@gmail.com

Long Life Blessing


Work for tomorrow. At your birth, you labored to get into this World. Don’t stop your work now. Stop only when you close your eyes for the last time.


Stive to stay happy. Be assured evil will work on you every day.


Be mindful of who you associate with. They have their own agenda, centered for their benefit.


Eat in a valued manner. Not just like everyone else.


Drink well to nurture your thirst. The water of life will sustain you.



– Frank Cario Sr.

Tupac Amaru Shakur wrote the following poem:

 When I was younger, I constantly thought of death. I wondered what happens after you go, where do you go or even will anyone care. I grew up in Paterson, NJ where death surrounds every corner as violence smothers the streets. Being out there in the midst of the action instead of observing from a project window is probably why I mused on the idea of death. I’ve seen it and I’ve witnessed individuals on the brink of it. So why would I be exempt from the reaper’s clutches? The people I hung around with at the time flirted so much with death that it was easy for me to be a casualty at any given time. When I moved to DE and joined the Army, those thoughts faded.
Now that I’m older and more experienced, I am starting to circle around to the idea of death again. So once more, what happens after you go, where do you go or will anyone care? But now I have additional questions… Like …. What mark will I leave on this earth or what impact would I have had to those around me? How will my boys remember me? How much would I have accomplished?
Time is the most scarce commodity. We must be hasty in moving forward and being productive. This applies to financial as well as personal improvement. As I mentioned before, in life, my general goal is to better myself as a person in all aspects. It is a constant purpose. Although, it is also good at times to slow the gears down and evaluate where you stand.
I also imagine how my funeral/wake will play out. It’s natural to mourn the death of a loved one but my wish is for my family to do their best to also celebrate my life. Look back at how far I’ve come, my ideals, my triumphs and my spirit. As you reflect on my life, cherish those moments with some Hennessy and some good drank. Maybe even some Black and Milds or some good cigars. This would be how I would want my funeral/wake to play out. Shots!!!
To be buried or to be cremated? I’m leaning toward the idea of being cremated. I mean what use is it to bury my lifeless body in the ground? All it would do is take up space and become more expensive to do. Cremate me. My ashes would just be a reminder of my existence. Bring my ashes with you and travel the world 🙂 . If you need to mourn my death/celebrate my life in a yearly fashion, then purchase a memorial tombstone but I’m asking that my body be cremated.
Who else ponders what will happen once the reaper gets a hold of them?
PabLito aka Bubsy aka Bee Star

Background: In my journey as a new-found bachelor these past 10 months, I have met many people. Mostly women but also interesting people in general. While cleansing the palate with some fine spirits at a local pub, I’ve come across a unique gentleman by the name of Frank Cario Sr. Frank is 71 years old. He is a New Yawk Italian of the old-school type, mannerisms and all. Frank has much to say and you can’t help it but to listen intently as there are things you can learn from the man. His wisdom runs deep. It happens to be that Frank writes his own muses. After explaining his thoughts, he passed along a couple of his writings to me. Being that Frank is not internet savvy, I told him I would share them via my own online muse. This section will be called “Frank’s Corner”.

My Soul, My Heart, My Life !


When I saw the shoes that I was in, they were sufficient.


I felt Good !


I felt Happy !


I felt Complete !


I felt Adequate !


I felt Loved like Never Before !


It took all my life to see this blessing, and for this I am completely thankful.


My Soul sings out loud, in the presence of the Lord !


Frank Cario Sr.

August 14, 2012

Triplets at Turtle Back Zoo


Background: When I wrote this muse, I was almost a year out of the army. I’ve been working for Nationwide Life Insurance Company for about 5 months. I was starting to finally adjust to life outside the military and get my finances in order. My first son Julian was also born 3/14/05.

Once again, my muse is this e-mail that i send, quarterly for now, about my opinions on life or just anything i want to talk about. I write whats on my mind. I write about whats going on in my life, about politics, about my views on love, life, sex, guns, bananas, pies, etc. About anything!!! And it would be nice to receive replies, comments, or opinions

Same holds true now. The only difference is that now I have established this site to where I can connect to a broader base and I have much more to talk about as I continue to live, learn and experience. I also still invite comments and opinions.

First, i want to let the world know that a star is born. My son Julian was born 3 months ago on March 14th. He has given me direction and hope within my own life. I am a proud father. To be honest, i knew i was having J before he was born but my mind, heart & soul was in a very complicated state. After he was born, he cleared my head and changed my life. I love him so much…right when i seen him, my world changed. All my other worries and all the other hurt and pain i had inside was gone

When Julian’s mom was pregnant, I wasn’t sure I was ready to be a father. So many emotions ran through me. Once he was born and Diana sent me pictures of my son, that was all she wrote. I needed to be there for him. Once I seen my son’s eyes, everything changed. He is my mini-me. I may not be a perfect father, but both of my boys are my strength. I may not call Julian as much as I should, but I bend over backwards to make sure I’m there when it’s my time to be with him. And when we are together, he knows how much I love him and I know he loves me just as much. They say having kids is life altering and that’s the truth. Both Julian and Lino are my main motivators to keep moving forward.

Now, To act or not to act. That is the question. With some decisions in life, people hesitate a little too much. The life we lead is based on the decisions we make. I try not to think too much but the truth is i do. I examine and look at all the what ifs and all the scenarios. Now, i believe that i’m at the level where i am almost about content with where i stand in life. I do hope that the future brings me even more joy. Some parts of my life are shallow and empty but others are filled with happiness. Now, the empty side doesnt necessarily mean that i’m sad, just that there is space to be filled. Does that make sense? Example, i havent talked to my father in a long time, but i am not sad about it. I just merely hope that later on we can start talking again. Or, i don’t have a lady that i love but later on i hope to embrace someone that’ll love me as much as i would that person. But love is something that i will not go deep into. I don’t believe in it anymore. I mean, i hope that it exists but right now, it doesnt make sense to me the whole idea. That’s that on that level. You know any man don’t matter how ‘hard’ or ‘gangsta’ they claim to be knows that deep inside they want to be loved

Now, there are a few things to point out about about this excerpt. 1. I was very sporadic with my thoughts in this paragraph, lol. I still do believe that the decisions we make dictate the lives we lead. 2. I was content at this time being it was the year my first son was born. Also, my life was finally coming together. The previous year I was out of the army and unemployed for about 6 months. 3. There is always a void in life that needs to be filled. Perfection does not exist but the strive for perfection is continuous. As your journey unfolds, most find love or what is perceived as love and then it ends with a broken heart and the cycle repeats itself. The rare few that find love and make it last, are lucky. Whether they are tolerant, understanding, or devoted, they found a way to make their love an enduring one.

I was once told by a wise army lieutenant colonel to cherish the small things in life. Everyone has worries or problems, including myself, but others stress a bit too much and this leads to depression. People should cherish the small things. Like, if you like coffee and you wake up in the morning and sip on that coffee, be grateful and glad about that cup of coffee. Feel happy when you take those sips… For instance, I wake up and i am happy to be alive. This makes me happy and keeps my days moving. I am happy to have a car to drive to work to. Happy that i have a great son and a great mother and a great family. I am grateful. I go outside, smell the air and love it… What i am saying is that life can always be worst. So think about it getting better instead. I want to cherish all of my friends and my family, cuz God forbids i lose a friend, that would hurt. So i don’t want drama with no one. Not even the ones that have hurt me. I want everyone to be a part of my life. I don’t want to hold any grudge

Main point: Count your blessings. Appreciate the small things in life that make you happy. Even the big things or people get unnoticed until it’s too late. My attitude hasn’t changed much from the time I wrote this in 2005. I still do not like drama. I do my best to deal with issues in an educated and mature manner. I have alot of patience. Now there is always a line that can be crossed where patience is lost. But that’s for a different post.

All in all, reflecting back on what was on my mind a few years ago helps me realize where I stand as a man in the present time. Have my ideals been consistent? For the most part, yes they have. Although I am inconsistent in many aspects of my life, the one thing I am consistent about is learning from my mistakes. This reflection helps me look at the past and work on being a better person for tomorrow.

Signing off………..

PabLito Alva

You want to know what grinds my gears?


This causes the most grinding of my gears recently. Liars and especially habitual liars should be spidey webbed and left for a vicious arachnid to feast over. I mean the truth is that we all lie in one form or another. It’s the big, blatant ones that I dislike. It’s the liars that cause mistrust in relationships. And by relationships, I mean, any relationship (i.e. friendship, family, significant other, etc.). If you are going to the movies with someone and you decided to cancel, don’t lie and say you have a flat tire. Just speak the TRUTH and be honest. Tell them you’re no longer in the mood to go. Honesty and truth hurts. At the same time, I respect those that are honest and truthful regardless of the consequence. It takes guts to be honest while preparing for backlash but it’s too easy to lie. It’s so easy to lie that it’s an epidemic. Honesty and trust is rare.

You know what else grinds my gears?


To me, this is another form of lying. Some say, “It’s not a lie, I just didn’t tell you or chose to not divulge this information”. From my knowledge (with proof), I’ve been cheated on once with my ex from the military. Although I’ve read the e-mail acknowledging of such, she didn’t admit that she cheated. Some people will carry a secret to their grave. Some people have reputations to keep and do not want to be portrayed negatively so therefore, they keep their secrets. Or, they do not want to hurt anyone, so instead, they keep their secrets. Well this grinds my gears. Once again, this is something we are all guilty of at some point or another, but it’s wrong when secrets involve friends, family and significant others. I DO believe in karma, and things will come back around and bite them in their secretive asses.

What else grinds my gears?

…Food that is bad for you is cheap and tasty

I’ve been on a health kick. Well, I’ve been on a health kick here and there as I’m not the most consistent person when it comes to eating “right”. And during hard times, it’s tough to eat healthy. One of the main reasons America is the most obese nation is because bad food is available everywhere you go. And by bad food, I mean food with flavor that is oh so yummy but not the best for you health-wise. On top of that, this “bad” food can be found cheap. Perfect example: dollar menus. Whether it’s McDonalds or Burger King, how many items on the dollar menu are actually “healthy”?

All the good stuff like fish, salads, etcetera are so damn expensive. And most of the healthy food has little to no taste, compared to bad foods, unless you are creative. Or unless you just happen to be the lucky few that looks forward to eating beets. I love beets by the way :).

Finally, another thing that grinds my gears is…

Paying for recycling

Ok, not sure how many of you have to do this. Yes, I PAY for recycling. What’s worst is that when I lived in a more urban area like Wilmington, DE, the city would give ME coupons for food when I recycled. Depending on the weight of your recycled material, you would get points. These points would accumulate and you can go online and purchase coupons such as “buy $50 worth of grocery at ACME and get $10”. This is the way to go. Then I moved. I got a house and moved to New Castle, DE. Now I have to PAY for recycling. So I went from, receiving or being awarded to participate TO actually having a bill in order to recycle. This really GRINDS MY FREAKIN’ GEARS. I’m sure there’s a logical explanation. It costs to recycle material as well as the equipment used to recycle, and it costs for land use, etc. But what about the Wilmington residents that rent? Why do they get awarded?? Not fair and worthy of the gear grinding feeling.

PabLito si te va, dejala pistola aca AKA The Man With The Master Plan