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Well I turn 38 this weekend.

I don’t feel like celebrating.

38 is like… eh… next day please. I suppose I’ll get together with the family still.

I feel old. And there’s a lot happening at work. It’s been stressful, but that’s life.

I’ll admit I’ve been buying lottery tickets lately. I’d like to retire tomorrow.

-OM

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The Daily Chore

When I was young enough to still appreciate a dollar, my father made up a contract for my siblings and I with an agreement to do chores for X amount of dollars. I think I remember he even privately gave it to each of us so we never knew what the other contracts said for one another. I grew up waiting for Friday’s when my father would come home from the hospital and give me my crisp $5 bill, which I’d normally end up spending on renting a game or movie from Blockbuster for the weekend. A sega genesis game after tax came out to be about that amount back then. Later on in life my father opened my first checking account for me and my money was deposited there. I couldn’t of been prouder to own my own debit card that had my name on it.

I’ve got two kids and I’ve been teaching them the value of money. It becomes so easy for parents to buy an extra toy for a child at Target or Walmart, what’s $5 – $10 more when I’m already paying $150 on average every time I go to one of those succubuses?

I decided my father had the right idea and I started giving them a weekly allowance recently. They were already doing chores, but now their chores have even more meaning. We tried a chore chart… but you forget what you owe and when you owe it. Children quickly pick up on if a “reward” is bogus. They stop playing those games instantly!

We’ll see how this goes. We learn something new parenting everyday!

-Opinionated Man

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A difference of opinions

My life as a blogger has been somewhat of a roller coaster, much of which was by my own design.

I entered the world of blogging much like other bloggers, full of opinion and eager to share it. I had no bar, I had no goal at first. I just wanted to share the thoughts in my head that never go to bed.

Fast forward to 2019. After three years of sharing my every thought I learned a few things. Here’s what I learned.

1 – No one gives a shit. Unless somehow it relates to them.

2 – People are assholes.

3 – Jealousy turns people into assholes.

4 – You can show a horse water, but you can’t make that bastard drink.

When you set out to powerblog, which I started out as here, you have to remember that people don’t always give a shit. We get so excited, be it a writer, photographer, or whatever type of blogger you are, in this idea that everyone is gonna care about what you care about. We think of amazing posts, viral posts, that everyone can relate to. Everyone needs this advice we think!

But then no one likes it, or it reaches your threshold for minimal views, and you realize after rereading it a fifth time that it wasn’t that funny. It really doesn’t make sense at all. I should probably delete this shit, I can’t believe I posted it. Holy shit, did my subscriber count just change! No!!!!!!!

Maybe it isn’t that dramatic, but you get the idea.

Six years ago my kids were still very young, barely talking. In 2019 I can’t escape opinions. I get them at home, I get them at work. Then Trump gets elected. I get a promotion at my job. And inevitably I’m pretty fucking tired of opinions and people in general.

Time. Time is one of those factors you really can’t substitute. If you don’t have the time to invest to really push your blog, it isn’t going anywhere. People try to substitute time with things like great photos, awesome artwork, or even humorous posts. If you aren’t blogging to push those posts, however, it doesn’t matter how hilarious you are or how great that art is. No one is going to see it because you failed to invest time to make them seen. Like I said, there’s no substitute for time and I’m out of that every week nowadays.

I once said I valued opinions and the sharing of opinion. I once had a blog where people could do that and thousands did each day. That’s how I got to this mark.

Today, in 2019, a different day has emerged. I know we all have a difference of opinions. Lately I just don’t give a fuck about everyone’s thoughts and my fingers move on their own in this blogosphere, on my website.

I blog now because I just must.

But now I blog for myself.

Jason Chandler Cushman

-Opinionated Man

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Happiness

My happiness throws three shadows on the ground. They extend past my sadness and their light keeps the darkness away.

They make those moments you would have had alone complete. A feeling you’d never know unless you lost it.

Maybe I do know happiness at last.

Each day I seem to know it.

-OM

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Friendship

I’ve had many people I’ve called friend in my past. I have many close friends in my life. I don’t talk to many of them often and I don’t visit home that much.

I’ve run from demons in my past, the kind that chase you in your dreams. They walk among you in the day and I can see them even today. Those sights I see are home to me and a home I’ll never have.

Home is where you are, or at least that’s what they say. Home to me, home is here in Colorado for now.

You shouldn’t ever feel like you owe someone something in friendship. If you borrow money it is a different story, but that’s why you try not to allow money to ever be a factor in friendship. Don’t ever loan someone money unless you truly want to see how strong your friendship is when that dirty rotten thieving bastard doesn’t pay you back that money you specifically counted out for him from the stack of cash you went to the bank in the freezing cold to get for him… err.

Anyways, I could go on and on about friendship.

Because I’m probably a bad friend.

I should work on that.

-Opinionated Man

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