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By Daddy Danny Wednesday, May 21st, 2014
I don’t write blogs, as I don’t like to share my thoughts or feelings with the world, as I do not feel that the world gives a shit.
There are others in this world living harder lives, struggling with issues far worse than I could ever imagine. On the positive side, there are others using their time and talents to do something greater for the world than I’m doing.
(By the way, this isn’t going to be some never-ending pointless rant — I just have to write out my thoughts first and this how I do it — this is why I don’t blog.)
Another reason I don’t write blogs, is that I’m too damn busy…oh, I really have time to do it, but let me explain…
I’m married with two small children (2 year old) and (2 month old). I own my own business which is video production and editing, which keeps me busy. The best part is that I work from home so I’m always around. Which is great. I’m not complaining about this part of my life. I love it. I support my wife and my children from the comfort of home, which is great and it’s something I work hard to maintain as I’m freelancer. I have to find work when I don’t have it.
We did live in our own place, until my father-in-law was diagnosed with glioblastoma. Basically, it’s one of the shittiest kind of brain cancers you can get. Look it up.
He should be dead, but amazingly, he received amazing treatment at UCLA and they actually removed all of it. Isn’t that nuts!? Medical science is the bomb. The only unfortunate thing is that the left side of his body is being rehabilitated, so it’s a tough recovery, but…it’s a recovery.
So, we moved in with my wife’s parents to take care of my them. I make breakfast, lunch and dinner. We do a lot of the chores, clean the house, help my father-in-law around… just make sure life keeps moving forward. I pay for a lot of the food, but I don’t have a house payment or rent, internet fees, or a power bill. I’ve been paying off all my debts (which has been going great..almost done)…SO…I’m not complaining about this part of my life either. It’s like the old days where families lived together. My sons get to see their grandparents, and only once in a while is there an occasional blowout fight…so not too bad.
Now, with being a freelancer, taking care of my wife, my two kids, parents-in-laws, two dogs and a big house, life keeps me pretty busy. By the time I finally sit down to do what I really want to do, I don’t know how to do it…and I think that’s point of this blog.
I CAN do something, with that little bit of precious time, I just don’t do it. I’m so angry at myself every time I have about an hour or two of free time…and I spend it looking up shit on the IMDB, reading BBC news or browsing Facebook on my phone. I read some news column about a tragedy in Sudan or some amazing thing NASA is doing. I’m saddened about a tragedy I read, then excited about an invention I watched a video about…then that’s it. The hour’s over and I have accomplished nothing in my own life. I’ve learned nothing.
In my free time, I COULD do something amazing and create an inspiring video for DadLabs, (and after making over probably 2000 videos for the web I can shoot and edit video really fast) but I find myself with nothing to say that hasn’t already been said about parenting or is being said about parenting. What’s one more goddamn post about being a dad?
In my free time, I COULD work on the 2nd or 3rd drafts of my screenplays (yeah, I actually do finish 1st drafts), but even if I do finish my scripts, the Hollywood connections that I have will leave me with nothing. And even if I do decided to make another movie…(yeah, I actually made a movie)…what’s the point of making another movie? There is already around 50,000 movies made a year so who gives a shit if I’m 50,001.
In my free time, I COULD read a newly released book..but every time I start reading a newly released book, it’s just a retelling of something I’ve read before or a new spin on an old tale, or god forbid it’s already been made into a movie I’ve already seen.
In my free time, I COULD learn a new language, but I’m not traveling anywhere to use that language, AND by time I learn a new language, they’ll just invent some tiny earpiece so everything is translated for you. (That’s my belief anyway)
In my free time, I COULD do SOMETHING. But I don’t DO anything to advance myself. Yes, I’m a good father and husband. I’m a good son-in-law. I’m a good son–I call my parents and grandmother. I’m pretty descent with making commercials and videos for the web. I’m in pretty descent shape.
But overall, what the hell am I doing? Where am I going? Where are any of us going? I feel like I’ve peaked with everything in my life. I’m talking about about my individual self. Am I just going to be waking up everyday, doing the same things?
Making local commercials for a company on the East Coast forever?
Making money, then using all the money to pay off bills or eat or take small vacations?
I’m not a mover or a shaker…I’m just a do’er. I just do stuff to get by.
I go online and read about accomplishments or tragedies, and then I go back to my life…not doing anything of significance or importance.
Perhaps that’s what everyone feels like. Maybe I’m not alone.
I really don’t have anything to complain about, so I should probably just shut up. There are other people in the world dealing with worse things than myself, but I can’t help feeling like I should be doing something more with my time.
I’m almost 35….Maybe my generation will be also be called “The Lost Generation”…as in our voices were lost, because so many voices and stories are being overwhelming shared. So many thoughts, stories, pictures and lives are shared, but only a few REALLY matter.
This blog post doesn’t really matter.
I’m a white male, living an average life in America. I’m nothing special.
I didn’t invent something amazing on Kickstarter.
I didn’t do a documentary to change people’s views.
I’ve made a ton of videos for the web, but none of them are viral. (Like that really matters, but it is my business…so it would be somewhat nice)
I sit around and I watch the world spin. I have ideas to help or shape the world, but I don’t do anything but talk about it to my wife, then nothing happens.
I’m so grateful for what I have. A happy family, but I’m worried about how to maintain that for the next 50-60 years. I can’t keep doing the same thing, but I have no idea how to break out of it.
Am I worth anything anymore to this planet? To our species?
Where Am I Going?
By Daddy Clay Friday, August 16th, 2013
Save Energy and Money, Win Prizes, and Get Your Kid’s Mug in Times Square
Only a Bill
The electric bill. Not something parents typically think of as a powerful teaching tool, especially during the summer. But if you think about it, how many life lessons have electric bills motivated over the years? How many reminders, lectures and castigations about the importance of saving energy has that little monthly envelope brought about?
Without the electric bill, how much less reasoning, nagging, pleading and finger-wagging on the subject of energy conservation would there be? How many millions of times would, “When you leave the room, turn off the…” be left unsaid?
The electric bill turns all parents into environmentalists.
That’s my problem. I last paid an electric bill 17 years ago. That’s when I moved onto the campus of a boarding school. The school covers our utilities. Tough problem, you may be saying, but one consequence: My kids have grown up without being constantly harangued about turning off the lights, and it shows. Read the rest of this entry »
By Daddy Clay Wednesday, August 8th, 2012
I have to give my kids credit for doing a reasonable job of coexisting in our household. We still have three kids, which is exactly the number we birthed, so I’d say they’re doing pretty well. They certainly do better than I did with my younger sister — which devolved into a War of the Roses-style running conflagration.
There are skirmishes in our house, for sure. We have some bickering, arguing, cage fighting, and hostage taking. We get the occasional tiffs and squabbles, maulings, maimings, rampages, and body slams. Every so often the sofa cushions get disordered or the whole house reduced to glowing, smoking ruins. But overall they do pretty well.
I’m so proud of how rarely my children perform jiujitsu on each other, I’m going to offer a few tips on reducing sibling rivalry. If you’d like your kids to only periodically pound each other into jelly, read on! Read the rest of this entry »