Get outta here you old itchy 2010

Man, another year is gone, so many great things happened this year, how do you top a year like 2010? Easily, roll around in a pile of crap then bath in HIV infected liquids while listening to Celine Dion on a constant loop while have mens testicles shoved in your face. Yea, that would be better than 2010.

I am going on a safe limb by saying 2010 was probably the worst year yet.  I threw away a fantastic career. Gave my life to a woman who tossed me away. Took a major pay cut. Left my lil Princes Shitstain behind in Canada. Struggled to get on my own two feet. o yea, and failed on the one thing I always said I would do before turning 26. Yea this year was the worst and at the stroke of midnight tomorrow I will probably be the happiest man alive.

Then end of this year, for the most part, has been a small window to how great my next year will be. Lets start small and move up to the big news. I am back with some of the closest friends I have ever had. I have a steady job where things are going well. I am in school and getting some extra money for that, and going to school for something I see a bright future in. Now to the 2 best parts of my upcoming year. I have met an amazing gal. Specifics are none of your business, so Ill tell you anyways. This relationship seems very different than anything I have had before, mainly because she is nothing like the girl I normally go for. And things seem very positive and look great for us. I think 2011 will bring awesome things in that relationship. And on to the best news yet. Also, just throwin it out there, New Years kiss. Word.

We all know how much I enjoyed my job in the USAF. And when I did live missions, like in Balad AB, down in SEADS before it closed down, and up in CADS for three years was when I was the happiest. When I left that all behind for Succubus I thought that it was gone for good. Well I spoke to a unit here in Mosh Lake and turns out they not only want someone with my past knowledge, but they are in need for someone with my experience. So, pending a signed letter from my CO in the Reserves, I will soon be a proud member of the Guard unit in Mosh Lake. And live missions too, but it gets even better, I will be back in an OM. Now this may be mumbo jumbe to some, so just remember, this is a great thing for me. And icing on the cake, this unit is in harsh need for an EPT, which I have interest in, and since they have none in their unit, I would be trained and head up the EPT section of Ops. Awesome.

SO I am very excited to leave 2010 and all of its suckyness behind for a great new year.

Now moving on to the bad, and hopefully the ONLY bad that will follow me into the new year. (insert RED flag here)So Bama is set to get married next year, one of the three weddings I am due to attend, and one of the two that I am asked to be a part of. I did not approve of the wedding in the first place due to one person being mid/late 20's the other being 50. (insert RED flag here) But I recently learned that there is some serious baggage involved that was not mentioned before. Not only not mentioned but lied about (insert RED flag here) to a lot of people. Turns out one member of this pair is still married. (insert RED flag here) Before I was informed that there had been 2 divorces in the past (insert RED flag here) and Bama would be the third marriage. (insert RED flag here) Now I learned that there is a pending FOURTH, 4th, #4, 4 (and not the fantastic kind), did I mention the number 4 yet? Pending a 4th divorce. (insert RED flag here). Now Bama will be the fifth marriage. (insert RED flag here). I am demanding information and explanations but the ones I am receiving sounds like major BS. Out of what little shred of respect I have for the situation, I will leave explanations out of it all. Now that the story has come I will simply share a short thought...

A man is as good as his word. A mans name is his word, and when that word and name means nothing then that man means nothing. Once that name is not credible it takes a cold day in hell to get it back. It is not impossible but it sure aint easy. Bama, you need to remember this, and think long and damn hard about this before you give ANYBODY in my family that name. I will be damned if a member of MY family carries on a name that is worse than Curtis. Once again out of respect, at least for now I will leave it at this.

Wishing you a great 2011,

The Meat Hammer

This blog was created in spirit of saying what ever the hell I want and that is that. Hence the reason I have access to it, and you do not. After this blog I received a "threatening" email, put in quotes because although that person probably tried real hard, they actually only came off as semi-retarded, and a few other conversations. So here is the re-vision. If this embarrassed you, made you feel shameful, or angered you then maybe you should look at either your life, or look at the cause of it all. Not at the Meat Hammer. Life happens everyday and you need to learn to deal with how it happens. I suppose I will give a mulligan for now, but I warn you all to remember to read warning posts about this blog, because this WILL NOT happen again, 

Welcome to my no nonsense blog. It is uncensored, un-rated, pull out the big guns, and probably offensive to some, and will more than likely piss people off more than once. That is the warning, but that is not the purpose. I am not here to hurt or offend anyone, and for all stories, names WILL be changed for safety reasons, and if you still know its about you, then take it for what it is, and that is nothing more than a form of release for what is on my mind. Enjoy,

The Meat Hammer

Bitter Sweet Christmas

So another year has almost passed us all by. Today is Christmas but it feels like just another Saturday. I am really just doing this issue of the blog because it is 0220 on Xmas morning and we are going to make breakfast for Duff Mil before he goes into work today. We wanted to do something nice for him since he will miss out on breakfast and dinner today.

This has been a hard week for me and family, as not long after my Grandma passed away, 2 days ago my Grandpa did the same. It was a harsh phone call to deal with so close to Christmas. And as bad as I feel about it, and as much as it hurts for me, I can't even imagine how my old man feels, and it hurts even more when I try to think about what he must be going through. To Meat Hammer senior  this is for you.

I think that is part of why it just feels like Saturday to me. On the plus side I have an amazing family here to keep me going. Christmas eve was a great day, I saw Tron with C Bear, which was an amazing film, then exchanged Christmas gifts with the gang, and finished the night off by playing Monopoly with the family, and yes, Shanarchy is still a damn cheat! This just means when we play killer bunnies today, her ass is grass!

With the exception of Grandpa, things have been well. School is done for 2 weeks, and I passed all my classes, my GI Bill money is finally starting to come through, I almost have my truck paid off work just keeps getting better, and I have found an amazing woman to spend my free time with. And surprisingly I am taking it very slow with this one, I like where it is going.

So as it is now time to start cooking for Duff Mill, I will leave this short blog be, but stick around for my year in review. And what a crappy year it was.

RIP Grandpa Meat Hammer,


The Meat Hammer

I say again, why me?

Man, this last year has been a wild ride. For those of you who are close to the Meat Hammer you know what I mean, for those of you who are not in the loop, lets paint a picture... Courtney Love on a constant PMS crack rage after finding out that she really is part dog, part horse and that her twat will never feel anything for as long as she lives. So yea, this past year hasn't really been that awesome for me. A while ago I was having just a bum couple of weeks. I felt emo, and just couldn't get out of a depression rut for some reason, which is nothing like me. I asked many times, why me? When is it my turn? And now today is no different with my questions, just with my meaning.

So the first term of school is coming to an end, and things are well, and as of tonight I am set up for my new classes. Sadly I will miss my second class for my Monday night class because of the Championship game. Lets weigh the options-- Auburn taking the crystal ball from Bama or going to class. Hard choice right?This will be a busy term for me, and will make my life a bit more tight. Taking 4 classes this time around, all on campus.

Work is going good as usual, been able to pick up  more shifts so slowly getting closer to good hours. Hopefully after the holidays I can get a full time slot. Now lets move to the real issue, really, why me?

A lot of crappy things have been thrown my way and I kept asking when will something good happen for me? And now that my life is looking up, I found myself asking, why me? Why is it getting good now? Should I really enjoy it or will it all just fall apart again? I know thats wrong and pretty selfish, but it happens. I have spoken to the Guard recruiter and it looks as though things will happen for me there and be able to get a slot here in Utah very soon, as long as my commander approves it, which I think he will. This is a form of what I wanted, so why am I getting it? I wish I could just take it and be happy. I am sure I will get to that point, its just uncommon of me to not feel that way right away. I have also met someone. A great someone and things seem to be going great over the last month or so. And once again I wonder why is this happening to me?

I made a choice to treat this unlike every way I know how. I look at all my past relationships, at least my long lasting ones and tried to figure out what to do differently before I even get into a relationship. And I think I found a lot of things. Not saying I screwed things up because lets face it, the last 2 women had issues, but I think I can avoid that this time if I stay smart and slow. Thats my plan, just try to enjoy what is coming my way and accept it.

I say all of these things, and sound emo, as a way to motivate myself to stop feeling sorry for myself and be happy with what I am getting in life now. I mean hell, I deserve it don't I? Of course I do. And hopefully knowing that everyone who reads this will think "dude grow a pair of balls and stop feeling sorry for yourself" will make me do just that. We will see what happens.

Christmas is right around the corner, and I am in high spirits for it, until earlier today. I found out that some people close to me are not really feeling that Christmas happiness. Some one is kinda depressed this year because I will not be around for the holidays. They are also realizing that there is a good chance nobody will be around next year. (which will bring me to an angry rant in a moment) I hate it. Things this past week just haven't been good for them.

Now... you know exactly who you are and I think that damn old man needs to get a bit more respect for the family. I call BS that he can not find a job up north. I call you lazy for just giving up and moving south. Your laziness is not going to effect you, or the gramps, but you know who it will? Other family members, your son, and me. Maybe another time I will decide to go in more detail, but for now just know that you are making a terrible mistake and you don't care. How dare you.

Well I will leave this blog at that, and hope that things keep climbing up in life. I have been pretty happy the last few days, I think more than I have been in months. Stay tuned for more updates, same Meat Hammer time, same Meat Hammer channel.


The Meat Hammer