My mother and technology

I love my mom, and God bless her she's trying like hell these days on making sure we have a great relationship which is really awesome. However what I love most about my mom is the fact that her filter mechanism is straight up broken and the funniest things never cease to come out of her mouth. There is also the fact that there is a technology divide between us, which she is doing the best she can at trying to improve.

The thing that drives my mom insane about me is the fact that my voicemail on my cell phone pure and simple tells all callers not to leave a voicemail. Send me an email, send me a text message, call the office, but don't leave a voicemail on my cell phone. I can't stand voicemails and have no idea as to why they put them on cell phones. I also don't understand why people feel the need to leave long winded voicemails about their day and life. Blows my mind away, and quite frankly I'm lazy and don't want to spend the 20 seconds going through prompts to get to the voicemail. Call me nuts, however this piece of my life drives my mom insane.

So I recently got her into emailing -- my excuse being that my life is pretty nuts and our two schedules don't exactly line up so it's tough for us to find time to chat on the phone. "However mother I'd like the ability to drop you a quick message telling you that I'm thinking about you." She reluctantly agrees and checks her emails once a day, sometimes twice.

Funny fact 1.

If I send my mom an email at 11pm at night after she has already checked her evening emails and tell her about my evening and what all is going on, she wont' get it until the next morning. However she reads 'tonight' in the email and then assumes it's for that day and not the previous day.

Funny fact 2.

Mom now has gchat. I added myself to her list and I know I'm her only friend so if I see her login I'll say hello. I know for a sold 2 months she just looked at that window all confused, before she finally moved the cursor to the box and typed something in. But I kept shooting her messages just to provide my own humor. Well she has finally responded, but now doesn't understand the difference between chat and emails. This becomes especially humorous in that every reply is like an email. Full paragraph with a "Love, Mom" at the end. Which gets even better when I instantly reply to the message and she's now stuck with a whole new paragraph to write and coming up with a new ending to the paragraph "Miss you, Mom." It's a fun game I play, and even more fun in the fact that I type at about 120 words per minute and mom is by nuature a hunt and peck kind of typer so I can see where it says "typing" and I know over two minutes I'm not going to get much out of a reply. Ahh the joys of life.

Funny Fact 3.

The cell phone my mom has, if she remembers to turn it on, doesn't have a working voicemail box. I know right? She gives me all this crap about my voicemail and hers isn't even setup. Who does such a thing!

The Title of My Blog

So this is my first blog, and I guess like any book I should start first with explaining why I chose the title that I did.

I'm going to be so kind as to post the lyrics for you now:
and for those of you who would rather hear the music please check out (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KIiUqfxFttM)

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That's life, that's what all the people say.
You're riding high in April,Shot down in May
But I know I'm gonna change that tune,
When I'm back on top, back on top in June.

I said that's life, and as funny as it may seem
Some people get their kicks,
Stompin' on a dreamBut I don't let it, let it get me down,
'Cause this fine ol' world it keeps spinning around

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself, flat on my face,
I pick myself up and get back in the race.

That's lifeI tell ya, I can't deny it,
I thought of quitting baby,
But my heart just ain't gonna buy it.
And if I didn't think it was worth one single try,
I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself laying flat on my face,
I just pick myself up and get back in the race

That's life
That's life and I can't deny it
Many times I thought of cutting out
But my heart won't buy it
But if there's nothing shakin' come this here july
I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die
My, My
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Frank Sinatra to put it simply is a man's man. The kind of man that the rest of us look up to. He had the girls, he had the parties, and well he lived in a time where the media didn't show his flaws. So for now he lives on in great admiration in my mind.

I also believe that when you are a kid life has this giant progression forward of big leaps forward and you have all of these great things you are doing and exciting movement in your life. You have all the risk in front of you and you keep taking it. As a child you don't have barriers in front of you and everything is an opportunity. I think many people see graduation from High School and College as a way then to find a path and then continue on the path. I guess there is something about human nature that makes us become risk adverse and afraid of change. My point being there are a few of us in this world that don't ever want to grow up. We end up dying to continue to take risks over and over again, like a giant rush. Some people may say we are irresponsible etc. I think to me it's more of a life of seeing how quickly I can get back up from falling down.

One of the things that I hate most is when people quote Robert Frost's poem "A road less traveled" and try to use it actually talking about people who take a road less traveled. The poem in two different places blatently states that both paths were equally worn, however later in life he will tell people he took the path less traveled. Point being here Robert Frost got even so many years ago that most of us don't take a road less traveled, however we go about telling the next generation that we did. How we were loan wolves doing what no one else had done.

I am sure for the most part in my life it's been a rather simple journey compared to most, but in relation to the song "My life" that I have named this blog after there are highs and lows in my life from getting knocked down and being back on top. Inside of that journey I have noticed a lot and learned a lot. Mostly in that journey I have become happy with myself and learned that there is humor every day!

I guess I could have probably used many other songs like "Where I'm going" by the Kottonmouth Kings, but I've never smoked pot so it doesn't really fit for me. But I can relate to lines like "going from have a little to have a lot" and asking myself questions like "is my life going north is it heading south."

This blog is supposed to be a point of sense of humor and outlet for me to express that humor. While most of the blog will be based on people I know in my life and events that have taken place, please realize that I am just telling embelished stories. Before you go saying to someone "I read in the blog that so and so did.." please talk to me and get the facts straight. If you don't know me and you decide to repeat these stories at truth, well good luck, people probably won't believe you anyway. I promise you if I hear someone start drama over "well your blog said..." I'm just going to start laughing at you.

I hope my life and ramblings bring humor!

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