#StickonStump Motiv-Inspirationals

The day hadn't been so bad. It had actually been a decent Monday, work-wise. However, knowing the wife was in pain, in a bad way, and her feeling like a whole lot of bad (health-wise) was happening to her (and it was), and then getting the news my oldest boy had been kicked in the face, accidentally, during gym class while playing soccer, busting a tooth out of his skull... More pain. More bad times. And then feeling a little stress and strain of the world and LIFE leaning down upon me in general... The end of day, as I got out of work, I was feeling a little down, a little low. A lot of stuff going on, and the weight of it crushing down on me at day's end. I felt pretty glum as I got onto the expressway, heading home in heavy traffic. As I pulled onto the main throughway that would bring me to my HOME exit, half-paying attention, I looked at the car in front of me, who was going fairly slow, due to a big semi-truck and trailer in front of him/her. I glanced up at the b...

You have the right to be happy. Some of us don't feel like it. Some of us feel like we go through life, day to day, ground under someone's heel, wrapped around the proverbial axle, dragged through minutes and hours of the day, and that bad luck runs rampant in our lives... ...So, basically, it seems, we don't have the right to be happy. We don't have a right to be happy because of all the bad juju that befalls us or seems to keep crushing down on our heads. That's bullshirt! YOU DO HAVE A RIGHT TO BE HAPPY. Yup. You do have a right to be happy. But how can I be happy? I am a statue in the Park of Life and the pigeons keep dropping their white dookie on my head, shoulders, and all over me!! I hope I don't offend you by my simple #StickonStump answer. IT IS OFTEN UP TO YOU TO PUT YOURSELF IN THAT HAPPY, RIGHTFUL STATE. Listen. I myself do not wake up every morning going HUZZAH! IT'S GOING TO BE A GRAND AND GLORIOUS MUTHAFRICKIN' DAY. No no n...

#StumponStick Interview By Peter Welmerink I met STICK on a day that I was very depressed. Facebook was driving me crazy with all the political rants and warring factions who used to be friends. Twitter. No. Nightly news. God no! Work was plowing me under. I needed a pick-me-up. And then I met STICK. He said: “Listen, dude, you gotta shellax. You are waaay too wrapped around the world’s axle. Let me take you to my favorite spot in the woods, and share some of my wisdom and thoughts with you.” The rest is history. Sit back. Relax. Release your cares of and for the world and life, and hang out with #StickonStump for a bit. # PJW: People have mentioned that you remind them a lot of THE THINKER. What are your thoughts on that. #SoS: The Thinker (French: Le Penseur) is a bronze sculpture by Auguste Rodin. He’s a stature. I’m a stick. Stick on a stump. PJW: People (mainly the grammatically correct) have said #stickonstump is not grammatical...