Somethings Never Change

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When I was eight, I read my way through Moby Dick, Sherlock Homes and Great expectations from the Great Illustrated Classics by Baronet Books. I read them on the toilet. 14 years later I'm doing the same thing; The books just don't have many pictures these days.

As a small child when October rolled around, it wasn't the prospect of halloween that had me eagerly waiting. It was the Sears Christmas Wishbook. They used to mail it out and I'd ask religiously if it came, Until one October my dad just handed over the mail key and made me mail man for the month of October.
Years later....I'm the daily mail man and I sort the mail into piles and I just picture up the 2010's Wishbook at Sears last Thursday. I no longer go through it to make my list for Santa but now figure out what I'm going to get everybody else.

My parents have often told me...from the time I was a wee child. The minuet I was put into the car seat I'd throw my hands up in the air demanding to be buckled in. I would grumble and glare until my want was met. When I started talking, I would tell everyone in the car to buckle up and I would throw a tantrum if they didn't buckle up before the car started moving to get out of the drive way.
Today I just refuse to start the car all together if my passengers won't buckle it.

It just amuses me to no extent that certain things just don't seem to change about people. Sure the method may change or the application but it really doesn't....just a little food for thought.

The Closet is Hell

I believe in life situations creating inspirations for blogs. The other day I was indirectly told to come out the closet by straight women. Because she read a man's quote on the closet being being hell. A women who in the grade scheme of things believes she has me down to a science. Despite having never had a proper conversation with me or actually meeting me. Not to say I'm mad at this women because frankly I'm still trying figure out who's closet she's been in because It certainly was not mine.

I've personally spent a lot of personal time in my closet. Growing up virtually an only child imagination was an important key to play time. In Senior Kindergarten I was convinced I was SuperMan and my closet was my phone booth. I'd run in in my PJs are come out in my super suit. That was also the same year I jumped off the top of a 10 ft slide and realized I couldn't fly.  It was a tragic revelation in my young life that didn't last long.

By first grade I was convinced I was a western sheriff and my closet became the town saloon. I had my six shooters and chaps and my little boots with it's kiddie plastic spurs.

By Second grade I knew I was Captain Kirk and my closet was the Enterprise. It even came with a vulcan, medical doctor and a scottish man that drank to much.

By Third Grade...I was definitely Han Solo and my closet turned into the millennium falcon complete with Chewy.

By fourth grade I could never decide weather I was Batman or Robin and my closet just happened to be the coolest bat cave ever. Alfred ran all the tech and made sure the Batmobile and Robin Cycle were primed waxed and cleaned.

Eventually by 5th grade...I'd discovered my true calling as Indiana Jones and came out my closet and started going on adventures in the wood. Eventually I grew out of my imaginary games but not my imagination. 

My closet has been a lot of things over years but hell was never one of them. These days it's great place to storing the crap 20 year olds are popular.

Now I know there is a metaphorical closet in the gay world and I'm not down playing that in anyway. Because I'm sure that closet can definitely be a persons hell but it's never been mine.

-Hutch

Names Hutch, Up close and personal

Clearly you don't know me at all.
Don't for a second think, I don't know whats going on behind the scenes. Just because I'm young that doesn't mean I'm blind.
I see through your crap and the front you push. I'll never pretend to fully understand the world or everything in it. Because not even the wisest of men can say they understand it all.
I'm not so nieve to claim to understand all of a world in which I don't live. I won't claim I don't have an understanding of it either.
Like some superior being you come on all high and mighty and point out my faults or faults you've determined that I have with out really knowing me at all. Things you've pushed as my short comings...I can sit and point them out in you. Problem is.....why should I bother? what satisfaction could possibly come from that. Turning people against you? Making you look bad?. Some satisfaction that would bring.

My name is Hutch,
I'm not some " Immature" kid, trapped in the " Closet". I say whats on my mind regardless of what other think. I'm one of those what you see is what you get guys, But I'm not one dimensional. Like a rubix cube I'm "Simple" but you can sure "Complicate" the hell out of me.  I don't live my life in pre-determined boxes of standards set by someone else. If I'm living "My" life by somebodies else's guidelines. Then who's life am I living?

Can't Stand a Hypocrite

A hypocrite is something I can't stand. Preach against one thing and do it the next.
Chastise another man for the very things your guilty of. 
I'm not talking about little things that make no difference but things that effect character or morale.
It's like the  drunkard who chastises a young man for indulging in a drink. While he's oblivious to the fact that he's in the exact same position.
The mother who punishes her child for swearing, while she goes in a language to make sailors and truckers proud.
The father who chews junior out for spending to much time playing X-Box, When he's spending hours a day enjoying the football package.


It's something I can't stand

A Hierarchy of Needs

Let's take a trip back to all those business or psychology courses you swear you paid attention to in school. Really you didn't because you were to busy paying attention to that hottie in the 2nd row. It's ok though because the hierarchy of the needs so repetitious in school. You'd be one gifted case if you managed to not know at least part of this thing.

I'm not some motivational speaker and I never plan on being one. The thing is I finally really realize how this thing fits into life. Even though I swore it was pointless in school. It's really an eye opener when you actually understand it, it really explains so much about life it almost scares me.

Ever have anyone call you lazy?....I've been called lazy so much in life. It's like everyone expects you to perform at your peak all the time. The thing is there are always going to be days where your peak just isn't going to happen. Because some where in the hierarchy something isn't being met.

This pyramid of needs has five whole levels, one more significant then the next.

Level 1- Basic Needs- These are by far the most important because truthfully with out basic needs being met on a small or a large scale it will affect the rest of the levels. If you've missed a meal and your hungry. Your not paying the fullest attention to your boss's presentation. If you really need to pee, your concentrating on keeping it in your bladder and not on your pants forget calculus. If you some how didn't sleep well or even missed out on a lot of sleep. Your performance level through out the day drops and you can be a real pain in somebody's arse somewhere.

Level 2- Safety Needs- Trust me if you don't feel safe in your neighbourhood, school, work or in a situation. Well that screws things up to. If your getting bullied on the job or in class. You don't feel safe weather that's physically or emotionally and well your job and tasks are affected because of this.

Level 3- Psychological Needs- Now thats a pretty damn huge thing. Because everyone has them. Everyone needs to feel accepted and not like an outsider looking in. When a guy or gal feels that way like they are not accepted it hurts and it's hard to reach their peaks. People we need to feel loved, not just in the boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, Wife sense or blood relative love sense. We just need to feel loved and at the end of the day know there is someone who really is watching are six, that cares about our well being. A lot of times when a person's psychological needs are not being met...they try to find away to make those needs met and often look in the wrong places. Because school, work and home were not meeting them. I'm pretty sure those people in violent gangs, prostitution( Porn Stars, I'm not really counting them) and things like that. I'm willing to bank on the fact they didn't want those walks of life when they were five.

Level 4- Self- Actualization - When those essential bass needs are being met, people really begin to see they've got potential and can really do things. When we were five and we got that sticker for doing good on our spelling test we tried harder the next time around because we saw our potential. The thing with a lot of people who reach this point...they accept themselves and others and generally don't hold much by way of pre-judices.

Level 5- Peak Experiences- When all those bass levels are being met on small scales or large scales...well people are working at their peaks and performing at their peaks.

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Beyond my topic of blogging today....I just got my final grade for this semester. I managed to pull off a solid 92. I'm incredibly impressed with my grade and I hope I can keep performing at this level and leave with a nice rounded GPA and hit the working world with Storm.

Whats been up with you guys the blog readers?

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