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Combat Hippy Northpaw. Writer. Music Producer. Advocate of Equity. Renewable Energy Expert. Bilingual. Romantic Dork. Former ABA Boxer. OIF/OEF Combat Veteran. ADHD incarnate. Willing.
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If no one engaged.

We'll keep trying to connect with you. When we do, please expect depth.

'Think you're hot snot on a silver platter, you're just cold boogers on a paper plate.' Circa 1982

An opportunity for metaphors and soliloquies. My 49th is almost here. I don't know. Take care of yourself before you forget how. This, my 49th year will be spent taking care of some of this bodily ignorance and today I made it to the dermatologist to have this benign growth removed.

This stuff'll show up overnight and an ego is forced into triage. Sometimes it'll be years. Egos allowed incremental adjustments to new normals. By time it's bad, maybe you're used to it. Maybe you're lucky like me and have an ignorant ego and firm placement in your own shoes despite yourself.

2005 USAF cut this weird colored mole off the back of my ear. Next 20 it came back 20x bigger. I lost my hair at 22 in one year. Lost 11 teeth over the years. Crept into my smile. Blew back Newports at 15 after school, now I burn packs a day. Can't get my wind up for anything worth getting up for.

The weight that went with this ugly piece of my own flesh was surprising and the part of me that didn't feel handsome because of it, returned. A hint of wet emotion quickly shunted for sake of the dawning smile. We may have presented the injured bird to assist their own flight.

Sign me up for a deeper connection. I'm built of shovels and love.

The perpetual child in me climbed all towers and entered no caves. These things were always too literal to me.

And despite my own motives I remained gentle.

Left looking outside my own self importance. No one here knows me. I can't complain.

My mom's not on here to make me feel a way. This is the place I talk about agnosticism and the ladies.

I tell my boy stuff like brushing his teeth and washing his ass is self care. He likes the concept. We both have ADHD-C but we're trying.

To get to the paint.

Amazing.

I was 8yo, living in Ketchikan AK in 1980s. We were down at the new mall that just opened. My grandma Joyce laughing at the prospect of a Donald Trump presidency. She was so upset at the notion she shared it with an 8yo. Ill never forget this. She passed in 1999. My daughter was born a month later.

We threw the baby out with the bath water. So hard.

Your man is a cheese curd.

Almost every technically opinionated email that's come to me the last few months has nuances of AI assist. When original thought appears as magic...

I wanted to do something tangibly good in my professional pursuits so that I could maintain motivation to continue them when the darkness came. Relentless in this goal of my life, ultimately I found great success. I've held sincere passion for myself, my work and my loves. Be easy on yourself.

And we don't have time to split our attention any further. If we do we'll collapse in many ways. Render your complacency to the oils of action already.

An attempt was made here to incite discussion and vibes.

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Chill homey.

In the midst of all the war and inequity, take a moment for peace this season.

"Socialism never took root in America because the poor see themselves not as an exploited proletariat, but as temporarily embarrassed millionaires." - Ronald Wright Someday we'll have our turn, right?

Everything we do is literally just advanced monkey business.

Aggressive instructions for the carving of self. Good news for us we can always go in.

Picked up 💯 followers last night. Going for 1000 more over the weekend. I love you.

The sphere keeps telling me I'll forget about Luigi in a few weeks. The sphere is also increasingly deifying the young man.

IYAM: Social organization is one thing e.g. bsky. Social action is the other. Get loud with your GD vote and your opinion IRL or you will breed more complacency. Follow me for more ballsy commentary.

And we're doing all the talking we can do about it.

I stood up a lit Christmas Tree in downtown Baghdad, Iraq 21 years ago. A picture exists somewhere.

We're saying things, and sometimes we almost listen to ourselves. Here's one. Our combined complacency to the obvious is what's destroying our Country. Let's start another social media platform about it.

I always appreciate real connections with people. Don't be lost in the sauce. We can talk.

A sweeter man would have broken by now, unfortunately.

I'm doing half off replies over here.

Following me is free. I follow back if the vibes are right.

'If I had that problem I'd call company 'X' to have it shipped today, and I'd be there installing it tonight.' Implied incompetence...+the part where the component we need is custom made and 2 weeks out seems to be lost on you. You deserve an ego death for the slights delivered on others today.

I'm just like one of the musicians at the Mos Eisley Cantina on Tatooine. Probably the one with the kloo horn.

Dukakis would have been just fine.

Ventriloquists and Evangelicals were both on TV way too much back in the day.