Showing posts with label Pabst Blue Ribbon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pabst Blue Ribbon. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Die Debt Free

“What they don't say is, you don't take the debt with you either.”
The Chemical Buddha was a fan of the saying, ‘you can’t take it with you.’ Of course, he applied that saying when he was asking people for them to give him their stuff or commenting on a STD he had just given a sex partner. Then, one day after twisting up a fatty of Maui Wowie, this all got turned on its head. It was on this day that TCB realized one of the biggest secrets no one ever talked about was you didn’t take the huge amounts of debt with you either. This insight lead to a massive credit fueled shopping spree that literally stripped the tri-county area of every six pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon, Twinkie and stick of beef jerky. To say he spent it on stuff that had absolutely no value once it was used up would be an understatement. (Unless you count recycling beer cans as value).
What baggage do you carry around with you and how does it affect your life?
Do you see it as a choice to carry it around or do you think you have to carry it? What would it take to change your perspective and truly free yourself from your past?

Saturday, February 14, 2009

A Date with Evil

“Even Hitler had a girlfriend.”
Historically, The Chemical Buddha didn’t have good Valentine’s Days. He’d usually end up alone, gorging himself on pot brownies and washing it down with a 12-pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon. While watching a late night biography on Hitler he had the above realization. Now sure, Hitler killed her right before he killed himself. But still, Hitler, one of the evilest men in the history of the world, had a girlfriend. For The Chemical Buddha, just the act of trying to wrap his head around that idea made the room spin. He eventually figured what it meant was everyone loves someone and has someone that loves them back. TCB took heart in the fact that when his love life felt it’s darkest his ‘Hitler’ was somewhere out there waiting for him.
How do you cope when all hope feels lost?
What is the one thing you’re hoping to have happen in your life? Other than hoping, what are you doing to make it happen?