Apr 252016
 

Although I’ve been registered to vote for pretty much exactly half of my life (18 years), tomorrow will be my first time voting in a primary.  For probably the first 8 years that I was registered, I was registered as “No Affiliation”, and as a Libertarian for the last 10.  Over the last couple of years though, my views have been slowly moving to the left, which I believe was predicated by the birth of my son.

So, in the fall, I changed my registration to Democrat, and I’ll be voting for Bernie Sanders and John Fetterman tomorrow in the Pennsylvania primary. I do not go into this lightly.  This is the way my vote is going to attempt to assure a brighter future for my son.

  • I do not want my son’s future to be filled with endless wars in sandy hellscapes over fossil fuels.
  • I don’t want my son to have the crippling anxiety of how he’s going to afford food when medical bills or student loan payments come due.
  • I want the planet to continue to live and thrive.
  • I want my son to be able to be himself, no matter who that is without fear of attack or discrimination.
  • I want my son to live in a nation that is not slowly creeping toward a backwards theocracy, where people do not use their belief in fairy tales and ancient myths to attempt to treat other people like shit.

While Bernie is my first choice, I will vote for whoever is the Democratic nominee in the general election. I can not in good conscience allow a Republican to appoint any supreme court justices. Do I think Hillary is corrupt?  Yes. Do I think she is tainted by Wall Street money?  Very much so.  Will I vote for her over a megalomaniac business-man and a frightening religious demagogue?  Every damn day.

I do this for my son, and the baby in my wife’s womb.

I do it for all of us.

We can do better.

We have to do better.

  •  April 25, 2016
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Feb 092016
 

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It’s incredibly hard to believe that our boy is three years old today. After the rough start that he had, we are so thankful everyday that he’s with us, even on days that he’s a pain in the ass (or, as my wife likes to say, a threenager). It’s crazy how that little tiny boy, who was 8 weeks early and only weighed 2.5lbs, is now running around like a madman and talking up a storm.IMG_7173

  •  February 9, 2016
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Nov 122015
 

This is probably the worst day of the year for me.

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That is the only picture known to exist of Justin and I. He was the my best friend but only for a very short period of time. His death, now ten years ago today, still hurts me on a regular basis.

We met online first, Justin a friend of a friend, on an IRC server hosted by a local ISP. That was sometime in 1999. We bonded over our love of old punk bands, like The Descendents and Misfits. We actually didn’t meet in person until later that year, and it was completely by happenstance. He was in his final semester of cooking school in the same building where I had just started computer school. He was riding with an old high school buddy of mine, who introduced us, and we put two and two together and figured out we knew each other already. Phone numbers were exchanged, and from that point on we were fast and great friends.

Starting then, until close to the end of 2003, Justin, our friend Tim and I spent pretty much every Friday and Saturday night together at either Eat n’ Park or Kings or if I managed to be off of work, shows. He was there when my first real relationship ended, and I probably wouldn’t have gotten through that if it wasn’t for him. In November of 2003, I got a new job, working midnight shift, and we started to see less of each other, but still talked regularly and were still great friends.

I don’t remember exactly when it was, but he got a new job as well, working at a local Best Buy. At this time, I was becoming somewhat of a hermit. Midnight shift had gotten me into a funk, where I rarely did anything. This period is at least partially what caused my next relationship, with Nicci, to end in September of 2004. A couple of days after that, Juddy and I hung out for what was the first time in a long time, at a party that some friends of his were having. Things weren’t the same for me though, and my jealousy over his new work friends (who I, being largely an introvert, did not fit in with) lead me to retreat back into my depression.

Fast forward to November 11th. My memory is a bit vague, but I don’t think I had spoken to Justin at this point since that party, not because I was mad or anything, just because of life and such getting in they way. That night, on my way to work, I got a call from him saying that we had to hang out the following weekend. I said yes, thinking that that may be what I need to get out of my funk. Then the next day happened.

I got a call from Nicci, (we managed to stay good friends even after breaking up), saying that he was dead. I couldn’t believe it, but she assured me it was true. The first thing I did after that call was call our friends Tim and Dave, and we all met up at Tim’s house to try to sort through what was going on. I took a couple of days off the following week for the funeral, and we all spent as much time together as possible. A lot of it is a blur, because I was pretty lit for most of it as a way to escape. At 24, I didn’t have the emotional ability to process everything that happened, and I hardly still do at 34.

For anyone who doesn’t know, our son is named Justin Scott in memory of Juddy. I hope to raise him to live up the awesomeness of his namesake.

We’ll never forget.

I’ll never forget.

And I’ll never stop missing him.

  •  November 12, 2015
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Nov 062015
 

Today was my last day at my job at Bridgeport Technology. Part of me is sad, because the owners were very nice people and I loved working for and with them. However, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity that I’m taking starting Monday.

I’ll be going back to Mylan, but this time as am actual Mylan employee and not a contractor. Mylan is great to their employees, and there are a lot of things that they can offer that a smaller company like Bridgeport just can’t. It will also be my old afternoon shift, which I absolutely love.

I’m excited. Time for another adventure.

  •  November 6, 2015
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Oct 062015
 

Bernie Tells the Truth About Social Security

Much of the media often approaches politics as if it were a baseball game or a soap opera. That’s what a a lot of the media thinks modern politics should be about. I disagree; I’m old fashioned I guess. I believe we should be talking about the issues facing our people. Watch this video and tell me what you think:

Posted by Bernie Sanders on Tuesday, October 6, 2015

  •  October 6, 2015
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