The Universe


I turned on my computer not knowing what to write when I saw an article where Miley Cyrus was being interviewed. Miley pretty much wrote this article for me.

Quick note I am not going to write a rebuttal to the whole article because that would turn into a book like Jonathon Sarfati would write, but I do want to look at a few things that were said…


How did you become involved with the LGBTQ community?

“My whole life, I didn’t understand my own gender and my own sexuality. I always hated the word “bisexual,” because that’s even putting me in a box. I don’t ever think about someone being a boy or someone being a girl. Also, my nipple pasties and sh*t never felt sexualized to me. My eyes started opening in the fifth or sixth grade. My first relationship in my life was with a chick. I grew up in a very religious Southern family. The universe has always given me the power to know I’ll be OK. Even at that time, when my parents didn’t understand, I just felt that one day they are going to understand.”

There is too much in this to address it all, but I want to point out her comment saying “The universe has given me the power to know I’ll be okay.” This seems from a purely logical standpoint tough to prove. The universe doesn’t have any authority and stating that it says certain things are okay can be disproved by simply stating it told me they weren’t. There is no doctrine in the universe thus it has to rely on what we feel and just because you feel a certain way doesn’t make it true. That still makes it a feeling.

What I also like and this is bigger than Miley is the idea that you can find peace from the universe but laugh at the idea of a God let alone Him being someone you can find peace from. People of Miley’s ilk would laugh at the mere idea of believing in a God but whole heartily put their faith in the universe. Seems confusing to me.

The definition of the universe is “All of space and everything in it including stars, planets, galaxies, etc.” How does one get the power to know that their sexuality is okay from the stars, planets, and galaxies? I to live in the universe but I haven’t heard much talking from stars. The planets have been pretty quiet as well.

Why do you think inequality still exists for women in Hollywood?

“A lot of it could be changed if we had a female president. That would give us a subconscious boost. I think people will have to realize they’re looking really dated. For example, there’s a show called “Supergirl.” I think having a show with a gender attached to it is weird. One, it’s a woman on that f*cking billboard — it’s not a little girl. Two, what if you’re a little boy who wants to be a girl so bad that this makes you feel bad? I think having a title like “Supergirl” doesn’t give the power that people think it does.”

This has to be the singular dumbest thing I have ever read in my entire life. Men and woman have existed for a long long time. Calling a show “Supergirl” is an absolute zero on the scale. In fact, it’s probably a negative number it’s so low. If we are going to start naming shows with the basis that a little boy who wants to be a little girl can’t be offended by a billboard with a female super hero, then we have absolutely lost it. The idea that we need to craft a society so that NO ONE is ever offended is impossible and fixes nothing. Crafting society around peace will not work. Look at the parents whose goal in their family is to have peace. That parenting doesn’t work. The kids are almost always unruly because the parents let them do whatever they want. The goal of a family and society should be love. My family says things I don’t agree with. Who says we have to agree with everyone? When we strive for peace then everyone agreeing is crucial. When we strive for love agreement is meaningless because we love the person no matter what their belief is. I know for a FACT that if I were to ever get a girl pregnant and move to Florida my mom and dad would come down there and scream at me for being a coward. They would drag my butt on the plane to take me back home and make me face my responsibilities. I hope they would offend me in a serious way. I know for them to take time off from work, buy airplane tickets, etc.… would mean they love me enough to offend me. If I moved to Florida and they said “Oh okay, what are you going to do?” that would be a response based on peace, not in love. In the short-term I may wish they would take that approach in the long-term it would hurt me that they don’t actually love me.

I do agree that “Supergirl” doesn’t give the power people think it does. The idea that women have been held back and the way we are going to fix it is by coming up with a show called “Supergirl” should be offensive to all women. The general manager at my company is a woman. Everybody in the company loves her. She is awesome and fantastic at her job!! There is no “Well she’s good at her job for a women.” She’s not. She’s just simply good at her job. She was good at her job before “Supergirl” and will be good at her job after “Supergirl”. She is good because she works hard, communicates effectively, and has a higher standard on her own work that the owners have for her. There is no outside force that can affect her because she has looked at herself in the mirror and set a high standard.

Am I Hot?


The way I view a great hypothetical question is based on the amount of time you can argue about it. I will take to the grave my belief that the best hypothetical question of all time is what you would do if you won the lottery. Not far behind it is the hypothetical of would you want the ability to read minds?

To answer yes the logic seems simple. Partially because as someone who has dabbled in magic your career would take off quicker than David Blaine’s disappeared (insert he’s the ultimate magician to make his career disappear joke that we all thought.) The second reason and the primary reason is for the girls. We all have this fantasy of walking by a cute girl and seeing a thought bobble pop up with the words “Daaaaaaaaang that guy is really cute” or “I wonder if he’s single? No he can’t be. No one that attractive could still be on the market.” It’s a noble thought and maybe if you looked like the late great Paul Walker it would actually come into fruition. Unfortunately for me and everyone reading this, we’re ugly. The thought bubble would read more like “Daaaaaaaaaang it I chipped a nail. Wait, why is that ugly guy staring at me? What a creep!” or “HAHAHAHAHA that guy has no shot at all, but I will let him buy me a drink.” Are fantasies would be dashed within a couple of days of getting this profound gift.

To answer no, once again has simple logic. I don’t think we would survive more than a week if we actually knew what other people thought of us. Females wouldn’t make it more than 4 days and maybe a guy like Tony Robbins could make it a month? But I for one would be on the Narrows Bridge ready to jump within 7 days. The other reason which doesn’t get talked about as much is if you can read other people’s minds, does that mean they can read yours? In this world of mind reading you would have to imagine that other people besides you could read minds, right? I for one do not want anyone reading my thoughts and I will leave it at that.

All of that brings me to my main point. Thoughts. I recently read a sports psychologist book that stated the 3 main factors to athletic success are 1. Your muscles, 2. Your brain, and 3. Your mind. The author states most athletes never get past the pain they feel from their muscles or their brain. The great ones push past both of those and unlock the capabilities of their mind.

I find in my life and by doing a quick check of motivational videos with millions and millions of views that people aren’t happy with their life to some extent. I have a couple of ideas as to why which I will list below.

We sculpt are lives around what other people think of us not what we think of ourselves. We all have dreams or visions or something in life that gives us a purpose, but we are scared to go after them because of the negative push back we might get. You want to be a comedian, an actor, a painter, an interior designer, an etc. We worry so much about well what if I paint something and people don’t like it? What if I tell a joke that people don’t find funny? What if my friends and I make a movie and it sucks? What if? The answer is it doesn’t matter. If you love to paint and they suck, that’s okay. If you are doing something you love to do it doesn’t matter what the final result is because the process is what it is all about. I find it insane that we won’t do certain things because of how people may view us, thus hurting how we view ourselves. Do you what you love to do because you love to do it. Don’t do it in the hope that people will like it and don’t not do it because you think they will hate it. Do it because you love to do it and when people do what they love there is a natural passion that will draw people in.

The other thing we do is have an I don’t care what other people think attitude. This is probably better than the afore-mentioned but not by much. I have found that people who say they don’t care what others think actually care more. When we shape our image around not caring what others think it tends to lead to our creative product being made out of the corner you have backed yourself in to rather than it being a genuine creation of who you are. Don’t care what everyone thinks but care when others you trust/look up to say something about your craft. Don’t back yourself into a creative corner because of the I don’t care what you think mantra you invented.

If you go up to Tom Cruise and say “Hey Tommy (Me and him are that tight) I want to be an actor” and you do a scene for him to which he replies “I’ll see you in another life … when we are both cats.” Then proceeds to tell you, you suck, take that to heart and have the mindset that yes he’s right, but do I care enough about my craft to change his mind?

Imagine a world where people didn’t solely chase after their dreams when there brain was in a good place. Imagine a world where people didn’t solely chase after their dreams when their muscles didn’t hurt or their body didn’t ache. Imagine a world where we ignored are thoughts and unlocked the mind to not become the greatest, but to become the greatest YOU.

You care what others think. You do. It’s human nature. That’s fine. Hear what they say but don’t let what they say define you. Decipher advice from criticism because in the end you have a Creator who says “You are fearfully and wonderfully made” and to put weight into how mere mortals define your worth, is, well, simply foolish.

A Race Everyone Should Win


The Left – He was a loving family man, a staple of his community. He was a deacon in the church, he was well-known for his big heart and warming smile.

The Right – He was a criminal, there was a warrant out for his arrest. He had a rap sheet as long Psalms 119, he had PCP and was disobeying the officer’s direct orders.

Whether the left is correct or the right is correct doesn’t matter. We have a problem. Regardless of how big or small you may think the problem is, arguing about it doesn’t change the fact that the problem exists. I don’t think anyone who is in their right mind can argue that.

We like to talk about problems and how big they are. We may even toss in an idea on how to fix them, but we rarely do. What I write below is from the viewpoint of someone who would prefer that African-American people nor cops get gunned down in the street and will be looking at this issue strictly as what is happening. I believe families, Jesus or the lack there of, community, and education all play a huge role in what is happening in all of society but I am going to leave those factors out or at least try to and strictly look at the issue at hand. Below are my response to the police, the African-American community, and us who are more of a 3rd party in this issue

To the Police

I got pulled over a few months ago for speeding. When the officer walked up to my car and asked for insurance, license and, registration, I realized I had forgotten to grab my registration out of the glove box. Thinking nothing of it I reached for the glove box and saw the officers hand head towards his gun. I can’t imagine having that type of fear at my daily job. I really can’t. I know I am good person who wouldn’t harm anyone, but the officer doesn’t. When I reach for my glove box I know a weapon isn’t in there, the officer doesn’t. I understand where you are coming from. I understand the stress this job puts on you and the family type atmosphere you have with your fellow officers who patrol the same streets you do. But no matter how tight of a family you have created one thing must go above everything else, and that is what is right. You see a fellow officer treating someone poorly, you stop them. You see a fellow officer repeatedly kick someone who has been cuffed, you stop them. You see a fellow officer pull out a gun on an innocent person, you stop them. You see an officer shoot an innocent person, you arrest them. 99.9% of cops are good. The best thing you can do is recognize that the .01 does exist and do everything in your power to not let them define you as whole. Don’t let your identity be defined from the worst of the group. Let it be defined by the best

Reach out the communities you serve in. Have a heart to heart and apologize for the actions of a few bad cops. Cry with them because you know they didn’t deserve what happened. Ask them how you can improve in your procedures, ask them how you can help them feel more comfortable around the police. Listen to what they say and start training your officers in the solutions they offer. It won’t be easy. It really won’t be. But when love is the foundation peace can be had and I know for myself I would rather do something difficult for lasting change than sit around talking about it. Thank you for service and all that you do. I appreciate it even if that doesn’t always come across.

To the African-American Community

“The ultimate weakness of violence is that it is a descending spiral, begetting the very thing it seeks to destroy. Instead of diminishing evil, it multiplies it. Through violence you may murder the liar, but you cannot murder the lie, nor establish the truth. Through violence you may murder the hater, but you do not murder hate. In fact, violence merely increases hate. So it goes. Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness:  only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that” – MLK.

I understand the mindset of you want to gun us down, we will gun you down. Tit for tat. Unfortunately that won’t work. Are you interested in fixing the problem or reciprocating violence? If you are interested in fixing the problem. Awesome, so am I. In my mind here’s where you start. Humble yourself to the police. Vocalize that you understand the stress they go through. Even if you don’t mean it or believe it, it will help ease their stress. Stand arm in arm with the good cops. When a cop shoots an innocent person realize that is a bad cop. Not every cop. Be outraged at the cop! Be furious!!! But don’t stereotype the police force because of it. If you don’t want to be stereotyped then stop stereotyping others.

Step up! You don’t like cops or how they treat you. Become one. Be the change you want to see. If your neighborhood grows up with the will to one day become cops so they can better serve the community they grew up in; that is when change happens. This argument of well the cops need to change is accurate. The counter argument that you need to change is accurate as well. Change needs to come from both sides. Stop arguing about who should change and step up and change it yourself. Sit down with the local police force and have a heart to heart. Apologize for your friend or sibling or others in the community who gunned down an officer with the emphasis that they were a bad apple. Tell them they are an outlier of a community. Not the norm. Don’t identify yourself with the bad apples. Identify yourself with the good ones. Tell them and show them you are just as peaceful and deserves as much respect as any other ethnicity. Ask the force what the best possible way to respond is when we are pulled over. Ask how we can put the officer’s mind at ease. Is it fair that you guys may have to above and beyond what other races do when it comes to how the police force views you? Absolutely not!! It’s not fair at all. But that is the point. Stop complaining about how it’s not fair and start making change so it won’t matter whether the system is fair or not because the system will no longer exist. Love brings us together not violence.

To Everyone Else

I see you debating about it on Facebook. Should Kaepernick kneel or stand? He’s raising awareness. He’s disrespecting the flag. I see others post links to different shootings with words such as “I am shaking. Weeping. Afraid. Overcome with grief. God have mercy.” I love the emotions you feel and that we all feel. Unfortunately for us a Facebook post doesn’t evoke change and in reality it doesn’t even start a conversation, just an argument.

When I drive on the freeway and see a click it or ticket sign I always wonder who it is for. Everybody in this country knows to where there seatbelt. At this point it is a decision you make not to. That sign is not going to convict the 1% of people who choose not to. The small percent of true racists are not going to be swayed by your Facebook citing what is wrong. Level headed people understand that racism is wrong. Crazy people are rooted in their racist ways just like the non-seat belt wearers are. Your words are meaningless if not backed up by action. True action. Kaepernick is taking a stand ironically by taking a knee. I respect that. But what is the end goal here? He donated a million dollars. Awesome. But what is that going to change? All you people complain about the wrongs which are going on, I hear you, I do. But let me ask you this. When is the last time you have been to the ghetto? Never? A couple of years ago? Trust me you know where it is. It’s the place you are scared to go to, or at least scared to go to past a certain time. I hear what you are saying but I don’t see you in those streets helping build the community. Raising awareness even donating money are not bad things, but they are not close to as valuable as YOUR time. If you care as much as it seems you do on FB, go walk the streets handing out free lunches. Get to know the community. Volunteer to help these kids learn how to read. You do construction? Awesome!! Take your Saturday and volunteer in the ghetto by fixing someone’s leaky roof. Show them positive role models no matter what your skin color and show them you not only care, but you love them. Don’t just love your neighbor when it’s a rich guy who owns a boat that you get to use. Love them when it’s the house at the end of the cul-de-sac who you are afraid to make eye contact with. The house you tell your kids to stay away from. Love them!! Stop telling me about how I should love my neighbor from behind your keyboard when you don’t even know your neighbors name.

I say all this because it appears you care based on all the Facebook arguments you get in about it. If you don’t truly care then that is your choice. If getting to know your neighbor or serving meals in the part of town you feel uncomfortable in is too tall an order for you. Fine. Just stop the pretending. Don’t get on your high horse when your high horse is tied up in the nice part of town. It might be time to take that high horse out for a ride and you know exactly where you need to go. Love means nothing without actions. Nobody is forcing you to love everyone, but if you are going to continually preach it. It may be time to start practicing it as well.

Inventing God


How many of you have ever invented a product in your head before? I think everyone at some point has. I love to invent fake products and then spend the fake money I would have made of off them. When I invent a fake product I always do a halfhearted google search where I “attempt” to find out if this product already exists. I never find it mainly for the fact I don’t want to find it. Eventually I tell someone my idea only to hear them say it already exists. There is nothing worse than being told something you invented in your head already exists. I get irritated and attempt to explain how mine is different or better. I know my fake product isn’t different better, but my pride gets in the way of me saying “Oh it already exists. Good for the guy who invented it.” To me, it’s not about the product because if it were, I would be excited that it already exists a buy it. To me, it’s about the fact that I didn’t invent the product and I get really angry for no apparent reason. I wanted to be able to seal soda cans once opened. That products exists. I should be thrilled that I can now seal cans. I’m not. My pride won’t let me.

Another example is when I watch the show Shark Tank. I get angry as I sit there mad that somebody thought of a product that I should have thought of. A makeup container with a spatula on the bottom?!?! I should have thought of that.

That is what people do when it comes to God. They invent their own god. A lot of times it’s themselves, nature, or even Netflix. Like I do when I invent a product, my pride gets in the way of accepting that this product already exists. We don’t need to invent on our own god. Thankfully. God already exists. People storm off when you tell them that because they are not willing to admit God exists. They get angry because deep down they realize that it’s true, but are unwilling to admit it. We put are pride in the way of the truth. You argue, you yell, you storm off because you are wrong. If you weren’t wrong it wouldn’t matter.

People don’t get in fights arguing whether or not Bigfoot exists.  One of my best friends believes in Bigfoot. I love to chat with him about it and make fun of him for believing in him. Not once does the conversation get heated because it doesn’t really matter if Bigfoot exists or not. Bring up God and that is different. It gets testy, it gets heated because of how much it matters. It matters so much.

If you came up with an invention with humility and said I have an idea that I am going to search hard for. You would most likely find out that it already exists. You would tell a friend who would say “Oh yeah that already exists.” It would be okay because you humbled yourself and instead of thinking you are genius, you would simply be thankful the product already exists and would purchase it.

Same with God. If you came at him with humility saying there has to be more to life than it just being about me, you would find out your right. Someone would explain him to you. Google would answer your question. You would be thankful you don’t have to invent God because God already exists. Not only does he already exists. But, He is better than anything you could have ever invented.

What do you care about? Do you care about the needing the product to exist so it improves your life? Or do you care about wanting to be the one to invent so everyone thinks highly about you?

It’s not about you. It’s not about me. It’s simply about realizing everything we could ever want or need, already exists.



I was thinking about friends the other day and no not the T.V show. Confusing I know since the picture above is of the show Friends, but it’s completely unrelated. I probably should have used a different picture so I wouldn’t have to explain that it’s not about the show Friends, but it’s to late now.

I was asking myself the question “How do you make friends?” If you think it about, it could be the hardest question in the world to answer. How do you make friends? I have friends, but I have no idea how I made them. What made me and them decide we would be friends when we met? It’s not like were the cast from Last Man on Earth and these are the only humans left. Out of all the billions of people on earth why am I friends with the handful of people I am?

ANSWER…I don’t know. I decided to do a Google search on the topic to find out how you do it. The top answer on Google gave me the following 7 step list.

1.Do it blind. Most of us have heard of the “blind date,” when we let a friend play matchmaker and set us up with someone we’ve never met before. Do the same thing to meet friends.

2.Get up close and personal.

3.Be persistent.

4.Set a goal.

5.Say cheese.

6.Don’t take it personally.

7.Think outside the box.

No joke that is what it said. That looks like something you would find in the book How Sociopaths Make Friends For Dummies. I have found that the best way to make friends is to set a goal and say cheese. Works just under 0% of the time.

Like all tough questions I need to answer in life, I decided to reverse engineer it. What do I not want in a friend? I thought about it and these five things came to mind. I believe these five things to be a universal truth; meaning if you do any of these things that is why you don’t have friends.

Spinning in Foosball

If I see someone who looks like they would make a good friend, the first thing I do is challenge them to a game of foosball. But wait you might ask? What if there isn’t foosball table around? What I do and would recommend to anyone who is reading this, is always carry a foosball table in the back of your truck bed. You never know when you might meet a possible friend and you need to always be prepared. If they start spinning their guys faster than Michelle Kwan doing a shotgun spin in the 2002 Olympics, it’s time to move on. That is an insane person. Foosball is game where you try to score goals, not where you try to generate enough energy to power a 40W light bulb for the next three days.

Carries a ________ with Them

I don’t like when anybody carries something with them at all times so they can show off. Whether that be a guitar, a magic trick, a basketball, or a cd of their latest mixtape. You can have all those things in your car, but you can’t carry them with you. If I utter the words “Man, I haven’t seen a magic trick in a while” that is a test. If you proceed to pull a deck of cards out of your cloak like you’re the Hustler Kid from the show Recess and ask me to pick a card, we’re finished and you have failed the test. Actually, the fact that you wear a cloak is enough for me to go the other direction. I don’t care what you pull out of it.

The person I hate the most is guitar guy. These guys are never that good at playing or singing and end up doing unasked for mediocre performances all night. Do you think you would ever see Louis Armstrong walking down the street holding his trumpet just cause? NOPE! The only time real musicians have instruments is when they practice, play, or are walking somewhere to play. They don’t carry their instrument around waiting for an opportunity to arise. That is what people who suck do because nobody wants them to play at an actual gig.

Owns a Ferret

Potential friend – Hey what are you up to?

Me – Nothing much.

Potential friend – You should come over and hangout with me and Felix.

Me – Whose Felix? Is he a cool guy?

Potential friend – Ha-ha Felix is my Ferret.

Me – *Hangs up phone

If you have a ferret I am extremely jealous first of all because people who have ferrets love them more than I could ever love anything on this planet. They love ferrets more than John Legend loves Chrissy Teigen and if you have ever heard the album Love in the Future, that is a lot of love. I wish I had 10% of the loving capabilities ferret owners do. It takes a special person to love something as awful and grotesque as a ferret.

Ferret ownership means you live in a basement and probably have a sword hanging on the wall. Ferret ownership also means you smell like a ferret all the time and are surprised when people say “NO, I DO NOT WANT TO KISS YOUR FERRET,” as you proceed to make out with it. Just say the word ferret out loud if you’re reading this. It doesn’t sound like something I ever want be within 100 feet of. If you think about it, the only thing worse than a ferret, are the people who own ferrets. To quote War “Why can’t we be friends, why can’t we be friends?” You own a ferret, that’s why.

Is a Foodie

I had an old coworker who once uttered these words when I asked him, “What are you up to this weekend?” His response, “Nothing much, I will probably just catch up on all my Yelp reviewing I have to do.” If I was the boss I would have canned him right there. That is the worst. This is someone who if you try to go out and eat with, will give a dissertation on the pepperoni pizza they ordered. Kidding! We all know he wouldn’t order a pepperoni pizza! He would have to order an I’m better than you pizza with extra goat cheese and whole tomatoes slices on top. News flash. THE SAUCE IS MADE OUT OF TOMATOES, YOU DON’T NEED TO ALSO ORDER IT FOR THE TOP OF YOUR PIZZA! I hate this guy. If it sucks, it sucks and you can complain briefly. If it’s good feel free to let me know, but again, keep it brief. Don’t however, treat it like you are going to write a sequel to In Search Of Lost Time called My Dinner. If you have ever written a Yelp review longer than 3 sentences, it is time to get a job. If you already have a job and still write long Yelp reviews, it’s time to hang up your last pair of sunglasses at the Sunglass Hut and move on.

Half Birthday Aficionado

I hate birthdays! This may make me sound like I converted into being a Jehovah’s Witness, but I haven’t. You can rest assured knowing I will never knock on your door with a pamphlet that has Jesus on it with the question “Who was this man?” Actually, it’s not that I hate birthdays, it’s just that I hate your birthday. I went out to dinner a couple of nights ago with some people and one of them said “My half birthday is in 2 weeks.” I don’t want to name her in case she is reading this…Wait a minute, I do want to name her so she knows to never do it again. Her name is Sarah.

If you know when your half birthday you are crazed narcissists who needs counseling immediately. Not only do I not care when your birthday is, I really don’t care when your half birthday is. After the age of 8 half birthdays are no longer thing.

If you have ever wished yourself a happy birthday on FB, Instagram, or Snapchat I am going to say something you have never heard in your life. Take a seat if you are standing. YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL. You’re not. All you really have to do to have a birthday is not die. Think about it. Do we really need a yearly party celebrating you not dying?

If you know when your half birthday is, then I am going to half (Get it? Half instead of have?) to not be your friend.




A couple nights ago I was playing the game Horse with some friends. Horse is where you shoot different basketball shots, trying to make a shot your friend will miss. When you make a shot and the person you are playing with misses, they get the letter H. Once you spell out the word horse you lose. You can also play pig, which is the same game, just a little shorter. Unclear why they are both animal related. Horses and pigs have exactly zero in common with the game of basketball, but I digress. We were playing with 3 people and one of my friends made a shot. Another friend took the shot and missed. I proceeded to take my own shot, only to get a look of confusion mixed with you are cheating from my friend.

That is what gave me the idea for this post. Everybody seems to have their own rules for how games are played. What we need is a calm/soothing/brilliant voice to establish such rules. Luckily, not only do I know the perfect guy, but we happen to be really close. 90% of all the rules are accurate but there are a couple of rules in each of the following games that people have different rules for. I will be talking about those.

Please keep in mind these rules are not suggestions, they are laws. I have reached out to the FBI to see if they would help enforce these, but have yet to hear back from them. I am however, confident they will respond with an affirmative yes.

I searched my brain for a few other games with different rules and below will be the proper rules to 4 important games. These rules will not only make the games better they will also save friendships in the process.


Rule 1

The first rule I touched on above is changing the name. It will no longer be horse and pig because those have nothing to do with basketball. It will now be loser and bad. The only good thing pig and horse have going for them is that you get to call people a horse and a pig and have it be acceptable. I want to keep that alive and be able to call people a loser and bad. However, unlike horse and pig, bad and loser have a correlation to the game of basketball.

Rule 2

If somebody gets a letter off of a shot, nobody has to attempt that shot again. You can’t get multiple letters off of one shot.

Rule 3

When you are on your last letter and you miss, you get the following two options.

Option 1 – You can either take the shot again and if you make it you stay alive or if you miss you are a loser.

Option 2 – You can have the person who originally made the shot take it again and if they miss it you are still alive and if they make it you are a loser.


This is not a rule but something that needs to be said. Monopoly is NOT a game of luck. If you had 3 people play 300 games each one would not win 100 of them. The person with the most skill would win 150-200 of them. Monopoly has skill to it and so much so that I have not lost a game of monopoly in 10+years.

Rule 1

If you land on go you DO NOT get $400. Playing where you double the go money if you land on it infuses far too much cash into the game. When there is a ton of cash in the game it takes away a little of the needed skill and turns it more into luck.

Rule 2

When you land on free parking you get nothing. You don’t have to pay anything and you also don’t get to collect anything. Some people put all the money paid into the chance and community cards into the free parking spot so if you land on it, you get it. Again it not only infuses too much cash into the game but when is the last time you parked in a free parking spot and got handed $250?

Rule 3

If for example you own all 4 railroads but need to mortgage one that does not nullify your monopoly. Meaning if you mortgage Reading Railroad and somebody lands on one of the other 3, they still have to pay $200. All mortgaging Reading Railroad does is make it so nobody has to pay you if they land on it.


Back to basketball with the game of 21.

Rule 1

If your score is 13 or less and you get tipped, you go back to 0. If your score is 14 or higher and you go get tipped, you go back to 13. You can have 18, get tipped to go back to 13, then get tipped on 13 and go back to 0. I know it sucks, but it is part of the game.

Rule 2

When you are breaking or shooting after a made basket you shoot 3’s. No more free throws, this isn’t the 1950’s. Also once you make 3 in a row you check the ball up and are forced to score with defense again.

Rule 3

We are still playing basketball there are out of bounds rules. If the ball goes out of bounds the person with the lowest score gets the ball the first time. After that it goes in order to the next lowest and so on and so forth until the game is over. Once you go through the first time you have established an order and must keep that order the remainder of the game.


Rule 1

I wrote about this last week http://thoughtsatlarge.com/?p=1529. ABSOLUTLY NO SPINNING.

Rule 2

If the ball goes into the goal and then bounces out, it is still a goal. In a real soccer, which this game is based off of, all the ball has to do is cross the white goal line. It then doesn’t matter if somebody kicks the ball out or if it bounces out it is still a goal. Same goes in foosball.

Greg Hardy


If you listen to any type of media outlet over the last couple weeks you have heard about Greg Hardy. If you haven’t heard he is a NFL player who beat up his girlfriend a few months ago and this past week pictures of the attack were released. Not that I needed to say that because you can tell by looking at his picture he probably hits women.

Beating your significant other up is one of those few issues that nobody is for. I would say people hate domestic abuse as much as they hate murder. It’s also one of those issues where everybody can say they’re a hero. “What Greg Hardy did was wrong, he shouldn’t be allowed to play. How are the Cowboys letting him play?” Nobody on the planet disagrees with what I just said and most people on the planet have even said it for themselves. I have some bad news for you. Saying that does not make you a hero.

This topic makes us sound like politicians when they are asked “What would you do about little Tommy who doesn’t have access to breakfast and a good school.” The politician replies “I believe every kid including Tommy should have access to breakfast and a good school.” The person who asked the question is satisfied with the answer and the politician can label themselves a hero. Again saying that does not make you a hero.

The other thing people have done with Greg Hardy is call for sponsors to drop the Cowboys. If they start losing money from sponsors that will show them. Again, something we all agree on, but you shouldn’t feel good about yourself for saying that.

We now live in a society where actions and words are equal. I tell someone I ran a marathon and they tell me they thought about running one once. To them we are now even. We’re not though, because I actually did something!

The one common thing I have heard is somebody needs to do something about Greg Hardy. Whether that be the NFL, the Cowboys, or the sponsors. The one thing I have not heard anywhere is that you reading this need to do something. This past week the pictures came out on a Thursday. The Cowboys were schedule to play in the Sunday night game a couple of days later. That game that an 11.4 rating.

If you really are against Greg Hardy’s action as much as you say. Don’t watch the Cowboys. Can you imagine what the NFL would have done if that game got a 1.2 because people were boycotting it due to Hardy? He would have been out of the league faster than Tim Tebow. The NFL would have panicked because people actually stood up to them on this issue. Instead, everyone says they are against it, then tunes in to watch the football game. People are against domestic abuse, just not enough to skip a Sunday night football game.

To all you who complained and then watched the game, BE QUITE! You don’t really care. You say you care to get on the right side of the issue, but you don’t actually care. You are not a hero. You will say somebody should do something about this, just as long as that somebody isn’t you. You are a fraud.

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