January, Anti-Flagging Awareness Month...

Happy New Year!!!

This is the first post of the year and I want to jump straight into it. Just to be clear on what "flagging" is before I continue I will define it for you. Flagging- Is the act of bailing on set plans. And as the title of this post implies January is the unofficial month for raising awareness against Flagging.

Don't be a flagger.

Especially if its a date. There isn't anything more annoying then the feeling that comes when you get flagged on. You don't wanna be that girl. I know that girl and she's stale. If you don't plan to hangout with someone in the first place then just don't set it up. I just don't like to have my time wasted, if I say I'm going to do something I am going to do it. I always try and keep my word.

Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you may have done something to upset someone but you are not exactly sure? And then when you try and find out what is wrong the person ignores you so things stay at a stand still. It is very vexing. If I express interest in any individual, then it$ is genuine. If I say I want to hangout, it is real. And if I say that I like you, then it is legit. I'm pretty sure I have stated this before. I do not play games. First of all because it wastes a lot of time. Furthermore because it very easy to mix signals and get the wrong results. I will also openly admit because I am not very good at it. I rather be honest with someone then play hide and seek. The very truth of the matter is, if you give me a pop quiz and I don't know the curriculum, I will fail.  

So please to anyone who is reading this. Let everyone else know that January is anti-flagging awareness month. Tell your mom, tell your dad, and all your friends. If you make a plan, then please follow through. It isn't pleasant to to be on a receiving end of a flag. So you shouldn't do it either.

Peace and Happiness to all :)


Humbly yours,

Brian J

Wearing your heart on your sleeve is dangerous...

Back at it again :) what's good world?

Popeye the sailor man is a cartoon character famous for the large tumors in his forearms and eating spinach. He is also very famous for saying "I yam what I yam". Or can be translated into I am who I am.  Who am I exactly? The answer to that question is of course very complex. But I will take a stab at it...

I am probably the most immature mature person you will ever met. When we first meet, you might think wow this kid is a serious goofball. A lot of my acquaintances don't take me serious at all but what you first see is only one complex layer to my very BIG personality. Once you really get to know me you will be surprise that the raw and uncut Brian is a very serious person. You will also find that I rarely have any ulterior motives. I try to pride myself on being honest and with me you will know where you stand. I am as real as it gets, with that being said...

Never compromise.

From time to time I find myself in situations with girls where I think to myself if I just acted a certain way they would like me a lot better. But I can't do it, even if I tried to. I am not a chameleon. Is it better to be real or flatter? Honesty I would think the straight forward approach I like to take is better but it is not. I just don't like to play games. But it has been my experience that girls like the games, they rather the uncertainty a wild card guy might present. They like projects. A guy they feel that they might be the one girl that changes their life. But nobody changes unless they really want to.

So why is it that wearing your heart on your sleeve is dangerous? That is actually very easy to answer. There is simply a lot of people who just don't care. They don't care whether or not they accidentally bump into it. They don't care if they crush it. They don't care if your feelings get hurt. A lot of times they don't even recognize what they are doing but at the same time it does not make it right. Wearing your heart on your sleeve is like when a dog let's someone rub their stomach. The stomach is the most vulnerable part of a dog's body, but unlike dogs my stomach isn't always rubbed the right way.


"I yam what I yam"

Peace and happiness to all :)


Humbly yours,

Brian J

My tight circle...

What's good readers?

For the faithful readers who have actually been checking in on a regular basis I am sorry for such a long gap in between blog posts. Things just got really busy with the Thanksgiving holiday and a lot of other things...

Trust me when I say that A LOT has happened over the last week, there are so many things that have happened since I last wrote a blog. I have a million different things that I can write about but I think I will start with one of the most important things. Blood is thicker than water, but you could never survive without water. I run a very tight circle when it comes to my friends. Actually I like to think of us as the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...

In most situations, I am the voice of reason. I also try to be the level headed one of our group. Even though the advice I give isn't always taken, it is always given. The guide of the group. Not to toot my own horn, but out of all of us I seem to know what the best thing to do is. I am the leader... I would be Leonardo. But enough about me, this post is about my brothers.

My first brother would be the most compulsive one of the group, he tends to do the really stupid things that usually get us into the most trouble. About 95% of the bad ideas we find ourselves carrying out are his. Looking at our group from the outside in you would think, and actually a lot of people ask, "Why are you still friends with him?" Sometimes I don't know, but he is my brother. And I know he will stand by my side as will I stand by his. I don't always agree with the things he does. But if I was heads on a coin, he would be tails, the most opposing force to Leonardo.  There are a lot of situations where I try to not let my emotions get the best of me but I can count on this brother to take it upon himself to act on the feelings which I sometimes can't express. My brother Raphael.

Then there's the driver of the party wagon, the life of the party in most cases. The guy that when you see him, you know he is having a good time. Even though he might appear to be an airhead at times, there is more to him than that. He might not always be paying attention to what is going on but I know he will always have my back. My oldest and one of my most reliable friends. As Leonardo I do not ask for much from my brothers but I know that if I needed anything at all, this brother would try his best to help out. He is as loyal to me as the days are long, I can always count on him to stand on my side. There isn't anything he wouldn't do for me and there isn't anything I could think of that I wouldn't do for him. So cowabunga to my brother Michelangelo.

So last but most certainly not least is my reserved and soft spoken brother, Mr. Nice guy. There shouldn't be a single person on this planet who would not be able to get along with him. I definitely would consider him the light side, and me the dark side, of the exact same brain. We analyze things in the same way and there isn't a single thing that we can't talk about and have a really good laugh. He really does know how to make light of any situation. One of the best friends a guy can truly have. He may be forgetful at times but when you need him to come through for you, then he has got your back por vida. If I met any of my three brothers for the first time today, this brother would be the easiest one to click with. The brother that Leonardo looks to clear his head in a tough situation, to put a smile on his face no matter what he's going through. Meet my brother Donatello.

So there you have it, my tight circle, the brothers that I personally know as the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. This last week has brought a lot of trials and tribulation and I am so very grateful to call those three my brothers. Through thick and thin... And whatever life might throw at us.

Peace and happiness to all :)


Humbly yours,

Brian J

edited by Raphael

If God had a dick, you would suck it...

"Hey Richy, what is your philosophy on religion?"

*Richy gestures to Tom*


"Well I'm not an agnostic bitch, If God showed Tom his dick I bet he would believe... I bet he would suck it too."

Whenever I think about all the religious affiliation that a person can belong to that conversation above always pops into my head. One because it's hilarious, and two because it defiantly has an element of truth to it. Before I continue with the very gray area that this subjects presents, I just want to say, don't judge my friend Richy too hard for what he said. He was drunk when we had this conversation and doesn't really remember saying it. Honestly, Richy is not that insensitive to others feelings, unless he is drunk.

So what religion would I fall under? That is a very easy question for me to answer. I believe what the Bible says. Period. Now I'm going to try and keep this as simple as possible, because to break it down would be too complicated.

When it comes to faith, there are a million different questions that can be really difficult to answer sometimes. I'm not Jesus so defending him is a challenge, after all, I am merely a follower. I mean shit, there are questions that I myself don't know the answer to. One of my biggest concerns is that there hasn't been one single person on Earth that has died and come back to say "Well yup the Bible is right, believe what it says." It would be a hell of a lot easier if they did. Who is the Messiah? Jesus? Buddha? Mohammad? Which one is the right religion to believe in?  No individual has any absolute proof as to which one is correct. It's simply about what they believe. So what puts all my anxiety to rest?

I walk by faith, not by sight.

This post isn't about converting the non believers or to prove that I'm right and you're wrong. This is America after all, and you're allowed to believe whatever it is that you want. This is simply me stating what it is that I believe, and trying to do it in the easiest  way possible without offending anyone. Actually, I think that I am one of the most accepting people that you could ever met. I have a very high tolerance level. I have many friends who drink and smoke but I do not take part in either one, ever. But I'm not going to judge anyone for the things that they like to do. I am not God and I won't pretend to be. It's just the way I think, I won't take a hit of your cigarette or a sip of your beer. And in return, I won't try to force you to believe what I believe. You do you, and I'll do me.

This post really didn't exactly accomplish what I wanted it to. I didn't get to express what I wanted to for you tonight. I wanted to break down a little of what it is that I believe. But I guess I will save that for a later post. I hope you gained something from this or at least had a little fun reading it. :)


Peace and happiness to all :)


Humbly yours,

Brian J

edited by Thomas Manton

Spreading my wings part one...

Supp playas??

This is part one in a... I actually don't know how many parts this is going to end up being but I thought if I was going to do a series, it should be about something really important to me. Due in large part to financial woes, I am currently not attending college. But as an alternative I have decided to join the Air Force.

In all my 19 years of living on this earth, I have come to the conclusion that this is indefinitely true; life does NOT care about your plans. When you're up to bat, there is no way to know what life will pitch you next. It could be anything from a fast ball, curve ball, change up, or even a slider. There isn't any way to anticipate what will happen next. One of my favorite movies of all time is Forrest Gump. If there's one thing you should take away from that movie it's that his Momma was right all along. "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what your gonna get."

If a military recruiter asked me two or three years ago if I was interested in signing up for the armed services. I would have laughed. Me? In the army? Or the navy? Or any service for that matter. Graduating from high school was so far from my mind at that time but things change. What I failed to understand then was that after high school, the training wheels come off, things are not as easy as they once were. I would love to go to college and start getting my life together. But its not that simple. And like I said before, life doesn't care about the plans I have. There are a lot of different avenues I could go down. But at this juncture in my life, I think that the Air Force is the best thing I can choose for myself.

When I tell people I'm going to join the Air Force they usually give me the uh oh look. Come on people, relax. I'm not going to jail and I'm not dying. While there is the possibility of me having to go to war, that doesn't mean that it will happen. Any job I can get as a civilian I can also get in the Air Force. And even though at this current point I don't know what I will be doing while serving, trust me, I will be aiming for anything other then the battlefield.

I'm afraid.

Not so much about going to war because I'm pretty confident that it won't happen. Not even the physical trials and tribulations of basic training. I'm more concerned with who will Brian Cummings be when it is all said and done? Now I know that something has to give. There's no way I will be exactly the same, that's a given. But how much will I lose? How will my loved ones react to who I have become. I don't want to compromise who I truly am, and I believe I won't for the most part. I want to promise that I will be who you know me to be. But people change, circumstances change, nothing will ever always be the same. So in the end it would be an empty promise.

So I think that pretty much sums up part one of this series so please stay tuned for the next installment. The next post won't necessarily be about this topic but I hope you read it anyways. And I hope my blog gives you some food for thought. Or at least keeps you entertained. :)

Peace and happiness to all :)


Humbly yours,

Brian J

edited by Thomas Manton

Let me formally introduce myself...

Good evening world,

My name is Thomas J, and I am the Chief Editor here at TBBYEG. For those of you who don't know, I am also Brian's close friend. Our friendship has been a long one, and like most, it's had it's ups and downs. We have been through a lot together over the past six years, from talking bullshit and getting up to no good in the early hours of the morning, to helping each other through personal shit we couldn't deal with by ourselves. Now Brian will probably read this and ask, "When have we ever helped each other? All we do is talk shit." but I think that on some level, we have.

I agree with him in the sense that the majority of what we do is talk shit. But there are times when our conversations go beyond the usual nonsense. Mainly when we've had enough of dissing one another or after an interesting night, we'll talk for two or three hours about what's actually happening in our lives. For me, Brian has been my "Moral compass" for the past three years. He always seems to know what the right thing to do is. Now I'm not saying I listen to him every time, in fact, I probably only take his advice every once in a while. I realize now that this was a mistake, since not taking his advice has led to pointless drama, people getting hurt, and bridges being burnt.

My behavior and attitude have always gotten me into trouble, with my parents, teachers, and even friends. Only the ones who the know the real me seem to stick around, and I understand when others flee. I may be rude, infuriating, and just a downright asshole at times, but that's not who I really am. That's just the Thomas Manton I want people to see. Why? I honestly couldn't tell you. Maybe it's just a false bravado, maybe it's because I tried to be the "good guy" once, and all I did was get burnt. Who knows, maybe I really am an asshole and I'm making this all up. You'd have to ask Brian. He seems to be the ONLY person who sees through my bullshit no matter what.

There you have it, an introduction to me, Thomas J. Brian's best friend, Chief Editor and Creative Genius. On a final note, I would like to encourage everyone who reads this to stop with the mindless crap they post online sometimes. Because I'm getting sick of reading it. I hope you enjoyed my little guest post. Maybe I'll be back next week with some more boring shit you can waste your time reading. Or maybe I'll make my own blog? Nah, FUCK THAT. That shit's so lame. The only reason I'm editing Brian's blog is because it's straight fire, and we are going straight to the top. Watch out Perez Hilton, we're going to be right on your ass, but hey, you'd probably like that wouldn't you? Anyways, I'm out. Keep reading our bullshit, it only gets better.

Dueces,

TJ

edited by Nobody Motherfucka

"It's Funny," a sonnet by Brian J...

Hey there!

There are a million different things that I could talk about tonight... but eh. I'm not really feeling it. The creative spark in me is not leading to any subject in particular. So I'll just give it a break tonight. But I do want to leave you with something to read. I always thought it would be cool to write a sonnet so I did. On May 12th 2010. I will share it with you tonight. 

This poem isn't about anything going on in my life at moment, it was born out of a situation that happened a while ago. But the great thing about good poetry is that after a writer is done with it, the poem will take on a life of it's own. I read this poem now, and I laugh because I think I was just way too serious for everything that actually happened. So I hope you enjoy it...

This poem is not funny or easily bought
Avert your eyes if it does not matter.
I will only inquire one simple thought
Better to be real or just to flatter.

What is it that I don't have or lack of?
You're the carbon copy paper on a nightstand.
Patience and effort, a courtroom, no judge

The new accessory on a man's hand.

Forget me, forget you, and screw it all
The fog has set, your eyes are so blurry.
Complex, difficult, not so easy to solve
Three pick up lines and you're in a hurry.

First I am your friend, always just a friend
Lover? No, hell no, never ever in the end.

Peace and Happiness to all :)

Humbly yours,

Brian J

edited by Thomas Manton