Basket of Thoughts

Thoughts from my mind to the internet

Hello, and thank you for entering into this journey of the unknown. I have created this blog so that the fire of my passion for writing doesn’t dwindle to ash. There will be no specific topic or any agenda to the blogs that are posted on here. This is simply what I consider a basket of thoughts. Some days I could put up a review of a movie, a book, video game, or something else. Other days it could be just a venting journal entry. Either way, I am not sure where these posts will lead me. Again, I thank you for checking it out. I hope that you can relate, be entertained, maybe even encouraged by whatever things I may post. Stay tuned for the next time when I unload my basket of thoughts. NRS

I put a lot of anger and hate into this story and you can see it by the aggressive nature and graphic details of certain parts. I had written this as a way to personally resolve being wrongly done. Bob, was the actual name of the contractor that I bought my house from. The last name is fictional. Needless to say, he’s a piece of shit and honestly, I felt a lot better about things by writing this. The funny thing about it is that I had a totally different direction I had been thinking of for his demise originally. While I was trying to work out how to do it I took a break and jumped in the shower. While I was in the shower was when the direction I ended up going came to mind. My original thought was he was going to go to Thomas’ girlfriend’s house and end up getting put in prison for statutory rape. In prison he was then going to be getting screwed. Either way, the ultimate destination was him being violated. I decided to take a risk and go with the path I felt was the bigger twist. When I write these stories, I write it out and do some slight editing. Just enough so it’s readable. Truth is, I get excited when I create a story and I want to put it out there as quick as I can. I suppose I take a sense of pride in being able to write an, in my opinion pretty decent short story. I don’t think it’s something every one is able to do. It’s honestly the only thing I have any true confidence in. I also know that it’s not an easy trade to make money in. I’ve always been terrified of writing a legitimate novel. I worry my attention span isn’t made for something massive. I guess I never really have tried. I also worry about the attention span of a reader. How many books have you picked up and never finished? I know there have been many I’ve done that with. I feel having a niche in writing short stories combats the attention span issue. Anyways, speaking of attention spans it appears this insight has started to go off the rails. I’ll come back next post with another insight when I regain focus.

This was the first story I had published on here. It was also one of the first posts in general I had written on here. My first few posts were just really thoughts on things and my perspectives about a couple topics. When I wrote Writer’s Block I had made up my mind that I wanted to write a short story. It was one of my favorite things to write when I was younger and part of the reason I became a fan of writing in the first place. I felt I had some unique ideas and a knack for short stories. I guess in a sense I felt I had a gift with it. When I was real young I could whip up stories out of nowhere. Were they great? No, not really but they were the building blocks to giving me confidence for something I felt I had the ability to do. The title for the story was simple as at this time I literally felt I had a writer’s block. I was staring blankly at the screen, struggling to think of an idea. I said hell with it let’s call a spade a spade and I wrote in the title. Then the story came into focus. I essentially started to write about how I felt about myself in a sense. In the past I didn’t seem to have issues with coming up with a story and here I was trying to do what I had always seemed to be able to do and it wasn’t happening. The idea then came to me to write a story about an extremely talented writer who takes his ability for granted. To be truthful, the ability that Rory has in the story is the ability I felt I had when I was younger with the exception of them being best sellers. In school I took a class called writing lab and it was the easiest class in the world. Literally, there wasn’t any instruction the teacher just said write. I would spend the first bit of time exploring my mind for ideas and once one would come I would just start typing. I had written countless different short stories during that time. The only issue with short stories is that I don’t always throw in the best details. My tactic is to provide a bit of a template and have the reader put their own image of the character in their mind. I don’t like telling people what to do and I feel like that’s what you do sometimes with vivid detail. Don’t get me wrong, vivid details are great but I suppose the truth is I struggle with conviction on what I think the character’s look like and therefore leave it open to interpretation. I do like to write about dark things it seems so usually there is violence or death involved in many of the stories I write. I’m not sure why that is. I also like to try to throw a twist of some kind in. I try to hide it well but I never know how surprised the reader actually gets when things unfold. I suppose it’s hard for me to relate being the author and knowing what’s going to end up happening so for me it’s not a surprise. Either way, I hope that when I add those twists they do catch the reader by surprise. There are definitely things I could do to make it a better story such as adding some more details and doing a bit more editing. I likely won’t as that would defeat part of the purpose of these insights. Part of it is for you, the reader to get some insight on the story and my thought process on it. The other part is me reviewing the work and seeing where I can make things better and to improve on future stories. Well, that about wraps up the insight on this story.

It’s been far too long since I’ve written on here. I had the itch so here I am. Oddly enough, typing this shit from my phone. Not sure where my wife put the laptop so I need to ask her when she gets up. Needless to say, this is not my preferred way of doing this but nonetheless we must adapt. I really just wanted to post to let everyone know that yes, I still do this but just have had a drought. I don’t really want to talk about politics much anymore just because it’s an endless war on that front. I do however have some ideas of other stuff to write about. I thought about doing some, what I’ll call author insights on the stories I have written on here. Sort of a storytellers about the story and where the idea came from and such. Not sure if you’ll like it or not but I figure until I write another story it would be best for others to know where the ideas came from on some of my stories. Anyways, I hope everyone’s well and I look forward to posting more in the future. Take care.

Gordon snapped awake as if struck by lightning. His heart was racing and sweat was beaded above his brow. He felt gratitude and relief as he looked over and saw his wife, Charlotte sleeping beside him. What an intense nightmare, he thought to himself shaking his head. He peeled back the curtain to observe the beautiful starting rays of dawn. He was snapped out of his fixation of the sunrise by hearing his 4 year old son, Thomas, come into the room. “Dada.” He said as he walked towards Gordon.

Gordon smiled and picked him up. “C’mon buddy, it’s early and mommy’s still asleep. Let me put you back to bed for just a little longer.”

“Ok.” Thomas replied.

Gordon couldn’t believe it. He was never usually this willing to go back to bed. He brought Thomas down the hall to his bedroom and put him in bed. He kissed him on the forehead and told him he would wake him for breakfast. After putting Thomas back in bed he put on a bathrobe and his slippers and headed to the kitchen. He made his morning coffee and felt drawn to go outside. He stepped out and the sun was a beautiful orange ball as it crested over the horizon. It’s gonna be a beautiful day he said to himself smiling. He was amazed how great and positive he had felt. It was as if everything was perfect and there was no changing his mind on that. Oddly, he couldn’t even recall the nightmare that had startled so much to wake him. He looked down the street and saw a 12 or 13 year old boy riding his bike and delivering newspapers. He couldn’t recall the last time seeing this and it put a smile on his face. The boy rode closer and as he approached Gordon’s driveway yelled “Catch!”

It was a perfect toss and Gordon caught it with ease one handed. Gordon was not only impressed with his catch but with the boy’s throw. Gordon bit onto the newspaper and pulled the bag off put it in his bathrobe pocket and flipped the paper so he could read the headline. His jaw dropped and he also dropped his coffee mug and it broke on his stairs. The headline he read was Tragic Car Crash Takes Family Of Three.

Hearing the coffee mug break, the paper boy turned around and yelled “What? You don’t think there’s news in the after life?”

I’m stull furious from the events that occurred the other day. I’m furious because it could have all been prevented. Now, I wasn’t around while Nixon was president but from what I have learned is he was a pretty shit president. I find it hard if it pales to comparison of how the last 4 years have been with Trump at the helm. The thing that kept the cocaine hype of support during the last 4 years was the economy. Greed showed it’s evil and reared it’s ugly head. While Trump was running for president Republicans had ridiculed him for being a liar and being untrustworthy. Yet once he was in office they lined up like groupies waiting to suck Tommy Lee’s dick. It was baffling and disgusting to see and it was a slow gradual build up to the events that have happened over the last four years. Ultimately leading to the Capitol Building being breached by force. Slowly, surely, lie, upon lie, upon lie, stacked into a tower to create a shadow of darkness. It’s in that darkness where people, stewed by a constant, toxic, rhetoric of division and lies. One of the first lies told was everything negative reported regarding him was FAKE NEWS. The next lies that added up were constant lies regarding political matters always blaming the other side for America’s problems. These claims started to create a division that had been growing as it was but blew them up significantly. On top of lies, he would repeatedly provide support for horrible acts done in support of him and only denouncing ones that didn’t. Charlottesville comes to mind as an example. Throughout the last 4 years there was a lot of unrest. A true leader would do something about it and recognize it. Instead of stoking flames and only catering to those who support them, they are willing to take the heat on their feet if needed. That is what true leaders do. Never, not once did Trump take accountability for any wrong doing during any of his term. There’s a laundry list of it. Yet, the greed and power caused many of the Republicans to turn a blind eye and still follow along. Even before the election happened, Trump was talking about if he lost it would only be because it was rigged. Then, he did lose. In a fit, like we all knew would happen he refused to concede and hired the unhinged Rudy Giuliani as his lawyer to prove and show all the election fraud. Then you had several of those who supported him and wanted him to remain president start stating all the fraud they saw. Case after case presented to the courts and to judges, many whom had been appointed by Trump tossed out. Tossed out because there was no real evidence. Yet, knowingly some Republicans doubled down on a disgusting lie of mass election fraud and that the election was rigged. Doubled down on a lie that these objections could change the certification of the election. All of those who were responsible in supporting these blatant and inflammatory lies should be held accountable and they should resign in my opinion. It is disgusting and on the 6th it was proven that lies can kill. Shame on you, most notably Senator Cruz, Hawley, Scott, and all the other jack offs that supported the fascist we just had. Fuck off bootlickers.

A truly disgusting display by desperate losers happened today. The peaceful protest in objection to the certification of the presidential election turned out to just be a coup. A coup to try to overthrow the government is all I can try to presume. It’s disgusting to see my former countrymen act this way. I say former because in my opinion those that stormed into the Capitol Building are traitors. Those on the outskirts that did not break in and truly were peaceful are not. They were exercising their right to peaceful assembly. Even more disgusting is the president telling them to march down to the Capitol and encouraging it. Trump should also be tried for treason due to this. It is appalling that these people actually think the democrats are the fascists. The truly scary thing about this is, if they resort to this during the electoral votes being certified. How the hell are they going to react during the inauguration? This is absolutely insane! How warped so many people have become. They simply can not accept the fact their guy lost. It is shameful, it is disgusting. This is nothing to be proud of. If you don’t like Hitler you must stop believing what Trump says. Trump is telling the big lie about election fraud and repeating it over and over and over and therefore you have been believing it. That was Hitler’s tactic and a quote of his even. Another of his quotes is “It is not truth that matters, but victory.” Sounds an awful like what Trump is trying to attempt. Be smart and don’t let it happen. Learn from history for once and let’s not repeat it.

Here we are. My first post in 2021 and what a topic to discuss. Fraud. We’ve been hearing plenty about that these days haven’t we? So let’s get into. To start let me provide the definition of fraud. Fraud – Wrongful or criminal deception intended to result in financial or personal gain or a person or thing intended to deceive others, typically by unjustifiably claiming or being credited with accomplishments or qualities. That is verbatim from google searching it. So bearing that in mind let’s go forward with my train of thought. I have seen posts on social media speculating how the flu is down and COVID is going up. Among the comments within I have seen many people stating that its because they get more money for COVID therefore they aren’t even testing for the flu. While they may get more compensation for COVID they can’t just say you have it and go on their way. Do you know why? I’ll give you a hint, it’s the topic of this whole post. Yes, that’s right. It is fraud if you bill for treatment of something that someone doesn’t have. I know from first hand experience. I worked for a guy who was nailed for Medicare fraud. It didn’t end well. He lost everything, but that’s the price you pay when you get caught. That’s the price health care providers will eventually pay if they intentionally try to do it as well, so if they enjoy their livelihood I don’t think they are chomping at the bit to bill everything as COVID. Moving on from that debate, we go into the real meat of what I wanted to discuss. The whole charade that Trump is pulling in regards to the election and how it was a fraud election and rigged. Now, he has a coalition of Republicans that are going to object the certification results. This is the stuff that infuriates me. Everyone towing in line behind a man who is an actual fraud. He’s a fraud claiming a fraud happened. Granted he should know all about it as that is his whole life but the truth is, he has been the one all along trying to rig the election. He even resorted to intimidation tactics by calling the Georgia Secretary of State and telling him to find 11,780 votes which is one over he would need to win… I’m sorry, isn’t that fraud? Trying to have votes come out of nowhere so you can win? This coming from a man who had to settle a lawsuit over a fraudulent university he had. Does anyone remember that? Everyone’s cool with that and thinks he’s Honest Abe? Give me fucking break, the dude lies on top of lies. This is exactly why I know there isn’t widespread voter fraud to sway the election. If there was, it was on his side. He told his supporters to vote twice when he spoke at his rallies for fuck sake! Don’t we all know that if he had legitimately won there wouldn’t have even been a peep about fraud? It is discouraging to see how many people believe this fucking asshole even more so support him. I encourage you to read that definition again and do some research on Trump. I’ll be damned if a picture of him wouldn’t be the same fucking thing.

2020. A year that will forever remain, as one that marks the history books. Ranging from a pandemic to riots and protesting there was an awful lot crammed into these 12 months. A very large majority of it being pretty shitty for most people. On the other side of the coin, some had found a way to flourish. This year also took some pretty big names from us as well. Two of the more recent ones but most significant to me, were the deaths of Eddie Van Halen and Alex Trebek. Those bummed me out. Overall for me I was fortunate to remain mainly unscathed throughout this year. I was able to stay employed and don’t tell anyone…. I even got a bump in pay. I fucking earned that shit though, so it felt quite deserved. I had my car get totaled not due to accident but due to flooding it driving through deep water. It was deeper than it had looked. It’s ok though because I now have a 2005 black Cadillac. She’s older but it feels like driving a cloud. I like it. Despite so many things happening throughout the world this year to be honest very little happened to me. Wait, I take that back. I did have an amazing trip in Europe with my brother and friend. Right as the shit was starting to hit the fan with COVID. It was interesting because that was all we saw on the news over there. We all ended up getting sick during the course of the trip as well. Did we have it? Who the hell knows, it’s possible. I still think it was from swimming in the Mediterranean Sea that night. Other than that trip it was mostly just work for me. Let’s look forward to what will hopefully be a better year for everyone. Happy New Years to you all!

The demons in my head

They are beckoning

They will not stop

They must be fed

So I must write

To give them breath

Or else it’s me

I’m found dead

No need to panic

I’m just fine

Just needed to get

Things off my mind

It’s crazy, this genius

That constantly hides

Inside laziness

A brilliance resides

Thankfully forced

To release my mind

Here and there

Not often enough

I fight within

Call my bluff

Force myself to writing

Words that mean nothing

Today at work my manager had sent me a message with a link. I clicked on it and it was the breaking news that Ellen Page was now transgender and is now going by Elliot Page. Now, if you don’t know who Ellen Page was/is, she is an actress. The film she is probably most well known for is the lead role of a movie called “Juno”. She also starred in a series on Netflix called “The Umbrella Academy”. This got me to thinking about the whole transgender movement. I call it a movement because that’s sort of how it feels like to me. I don’t want to come off as being an asshole but I know by the time I finish this post that there will be some that think I am. That’s fine. Anyways, I have nothing against it. People can do what they want with their bodies and often they do. Shit, you notice all the face tattoos out there now. We were all thinking Mike Tyson was fucking crazy when he did it. Now it’s the thing to do. Not my thing and honestly I think it looks fucking dumb on most. It looks like an attention grab to me. Our culture has turned into a driving constant need for attention. Shit, look at the fucking dickhead that’s on his way out of the White House. No bigger attention whore than that cunt. Now now, let’s reel it back in and get back to the topic. Topic being, the influx and increase in transgender people. Now it could be because things are looser now and things are more acceptable so people are more comfortable coming out about it. That’s a great thing and I’m happy for them for that. However, to be brutally truthful, I think its mental illness. I think this because if you are born with a penis you are a male. If you are born with a vagina you are female. If you are the extremely rare circumstance and are born with both, you are a hermaphrodite. That is science and fact. If you look up the definition of transgender it states a person that identifies as the opposite sex as what they are born as. That is not science. I’m sorry but in my blog we lean towards science, facts, and common sense. So, if you are born with a vagina but feel like you want to be male…. IT DOES NOT MAKE YOU A MALE! There I fucking said it. You do have those like Caitlyn Jenner who go forth and have operations… That’s a bold move but go for it. I could be completely wrong but I feel, like with face tattoos, it’s an attention grab for some. The danger with that is, it is an influence for younger people going through the awkwardness of puberty and it could convince some of them they are when they may not be. Bottom line is I guess I just don’t understand it. Wait a moment, I feel this blog has gotten me a tad emotional… I’ll end for now feeling like a woman.

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