Confusing Conditioning and Dedication

I feel like we are confusing Conditioning and Dedication. I am going on a rant here that for every 1900 Birthday, they where dedicated because they did not have an alternative. It would be sketchy to see many 2000 Birthdays make it to 75 the same.

A large amount of it would be finding our way back and we are confusing conditioning and dedication. Conditioning is avoiding certain things when they come up and dedication is rising to the occasion. Out of it all, there is no inflamed arguments about who'd win more, or win more with today's slate, or even some Women, because there is no interest.

Even if 2002 Birthdays made it to 30, it would have to be establishing the establishment and truth be told, we would need that. Or if 1999 Birthdays made it to 30. This is not slapstick, this is real life and no one and I mean no one would have dared rolled a troll job in any earlier Phone Lines.

I would be very ticked off about decorum and having to cool it with the Phone Lines. I would feel like there would be a Holiday Season, 90 Day Crisis, Beyond 90 Day Crisis and Summer Vacation truces and mannerisms just so we are not left to our own devices or deal with freeloaders take everything.

I would think the worst thing that would happen is to waste a crisis. That is what some people are doing! I want to count the Stars and the Stars with the Years! What I'd see instead is an All Star List of Excuses, especially an All Star List of Excuses your Mom would not approve of!

I'd rather have Mr. and Mrs. 54, 86, or 111 before a Problem Talent...

The worst thing as a Man that I could stomach or stand is Problem Talents, especially if said Problem Talent would be no better off than Trump when the Beer's Over and said problem talent would drive you nuts when they'd get oppurtunities better than a Georgia Rose and you have to be the Tennessee for your problems.

I don't like Gable Stevenson allowing to feast on reckless. Minnesota is much better than letting a Sex Offender, or reputed Sex Offenders play the state reckless. We have stupid talent in Varsity Wrestling, but, it is not about Stupid Talent, it is not about Reckless Injuries, it is about Comfortable Relatability and Self Control.

I'd rather have Mr. and Mrs. 54, 86, or 111 before a Problem Talent. Problem Talents add nothing to your School or Program. I could not bribe, even non-monetarily, someone else in lieu of a Mock Wreck or a Raw, Unsimulated Real Wreck like a Crush Day. I only hope to be Role Model for Kids, like it or not, which I am and I am not always proud to be, but, its more fun to get the Fruits, Suits and Nuts than the Toys. (I think what Greg Stokes stated was Slacks in the Middle, but, bygones are bygones.)

You have to have an interest in Speaking to School or School has an interest in Speaking to Them. It is not inviting yourself to a Grown Party when you are not Grown, you'd not leave someone who's 25 and Trying to Pay Rent on their Own like it was a Dorm, and Child Please, we'd need things to save us from Prison.

I find no honor in Antonio Brown acting no better than some of my Less-Reputable Coworkers when the Party Ended. I feel had we known it was an ACC or Big East Talent, we wouldn't have this Anger Chip. And, we would have had a Full On Bust if it wasn't for Big Ben, and we've had Lesser Men and Women Pay Bills, or Struggle to Pay Bills. It gets real bad when Delinquent Men and Fathers have to blow the lid on your actions, or Problem Women or Women that Got Nothing.

When you have Nothing But Family, you are in check. When you have Nothing, it is a different Story. I feel Notre Dame should be more than just Covering You, because it leaves the gateway open for a Feast Week like it was Last Month. A feast by any other name is a Feast and I feel like not necessarily evading Women Problems, which I'd evade for good reason, but, as a Man and a Gentleman, I don't think Jennifer Aniston would be 75 and want any parts of these problem talents.

Dame Dash's Fiscal Woes Aren't Funny

Even in this industrial World, we all can at least vouch for 6 to 12 Looney Tunes Stories. But, this is not Saturday Morning and this is the twin embers of a Teen, 13 to 30 and an Urban Teen/13 to 30 Culture burning at its Hotspots.

It is not funny when Dame Dash, the characterized Duck Dodger, is ducking a very real set of Child Support Charges that would send him to Rikers Island. And, it is very public record Beanie Sigel's Non Payments would have made the US GDP on his Restitution and we'd have someone bankable to our communities.

It is very shady if R. Kelly's down to Court Appearances. And, it is shadier if Dame Dash's Coast Run is uncomfortably relatable down to my Uncles, One of My Teachers, My 3rd Principal and my Old Boss and this is not King of The Hill.

The reality is you have an executive that has zero interest in advancing or evolving and the stupidity is always having to lose Pikachu every season. Instead, it comes off as Quagmire being more remorseless by the Season and we can't keep having paranoid losses on "The Practice" with no bounce back.

The Battles Between Object and Advocate

This era has been nothing less than "Pay the Man", the last full length track of The Offspring's "Americana". And, I feel guilty of straddling the line between Object and Advocate, and I feel more like the 2nd and not the 1st.

I feel too many of my Male Peers are more Objective and never any advocate. And, that includes the 1 Girl Elvis's Posse Had. I am frantic in my moneymaking, and in the Autism-Aspberger's Diagnosises, I feel guilty the MD's don't see Real People.

If you tried to go after Sue Bird, you'd look bad. But, why is it a Synth-Goddess be more objected than that? Certain ladies, even now, have cache and then some.

And, this Man would raise cane if the order is stolen away and I feel the best gauge to see someone works is Kids. I feel like we'd pull orbits out of the Solar System, but, instead of Hakuna Matata, too many of my Ladies get cycled the Circle of Life.

In the ethic of Moneymaking, I feel like your Stadium Janitors are not absent. And, it is a terror, when the Workday is Done, we are both guilty of not beating UConn to Mast the Sport and not finishing Minnesota and their shabby, paper thin, paper mache Men's Basketball Lineup.

I am not State University and I feel sick of Free Willies taking advantage of a Bad Thing, and most of us are 1st Shift Citizens.

Iowa City is NOT Allright at this Time!

I feel like in my tune, I'd much rather make my money on Road because Home would be too interpersonal. But, I can't ignore you don't have a matching College Student to match some of your recent Alumni/Alumna and the State University would be roasted for letting people (Good and Not Good) leave the County Rent-Free, and to add to the irritation, you have my Old Boss, Jeff Nock, be running guiltlessly through the town like the Bank Robber Outsmarting the Cops.

It is personal because I've had Bad or Problem Men twist my and other lifetimes and I am not proud of it. And, the Special Needs, the Women's Communities, and other True Protected Groups have had nothing but earthquakes radiate and not in a good way, either.

I've never seen Des Moines and Iowa City be this tawdry awful, much less tawdry awful to Women. It is no D Grade like I tried and tried, but, this is a Degrade that why Nick (Caracci Jr.) split half the class and he's a crook and a creep. Or, why I see no heir or heiress apparent like I was the Audrey Hepburn in Drag and She was the Jackie O.

When North Liberty and Coralville become Capstones, that is an image problem. My aunts are not getting no better off, like it was the Garth Brooks Song, but, being needlessly aged due to other problems doesn't help. What is wild is no one is meeting payroll and I feel angry that I couldn't do the Pro-Am just with anyone.