How to be an Alpha Male

  1. If you have to read something on how to be an alpha male, you’ll never be one.
  2. If you walk into the room and you wonder who the alpha male is it’s not you buddy.
  3. If you think that lifting weights will make you an alpha male…. you are now just a bigger pussy with muscles.
  4. If you talk loud and dominate the conversation you’re not an alpha male. Your probably just an asshole. See article “How to be a Boss.”
  5. If you always take the last donut at work you’re not…ok you may be an alpha male
  6. If you bully and intimidate people you are not an alpha male. Actually, that smacks more of “insecure pussy.”
  7. If you get training on how to project authority etc. people see right through this and know it’s just a gimmick. You have to live the behavior. It’s how you behave every day naturally without thinking about it.
  8. If you claim to be an alpha male you are not. You are insecure and an alpha male wannabe. If you are an alpha male there will be no need to have to tell anybody.
  9. If you don’t make people smile when they see you, you are probably not an alpha male. Women will give you a little smile because they want f*ck you. Men will give you the exact same little smile because they fear you and don’t want to piss you off. (They don’t want to f*ck you. Ok, yeah some do. It’s not taken as a compliment.)
  10. If a woman asks you if you are an alpha male you are not. If she has to ask…you are not.

But a good response is: “No, I’m not an alpha male. I’m the guy that kills all the alpha males.

What does that make me? That what you looking for?

In summary

Eat your vegetables and do what your Mom tells you to do. If you can’t handle these simple things you’re not alpha male material

Me.  Am I an alpha male?

Well, if you have to ask…

No.

I’m a pussy.

But I’m king of the pussies.

So, don’t fuck with me.

 

Wrangler

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she’s been bustin’

bronc’s in the rodeo

first she breaks

my mind

then she breaks

my heart

I tell my heart

to go beat itself to death

fortunately

I have a kryptonite heart

and the grim reaper

is superman the best

he can do is leave

a yellow sticky note

on my door like

the UPS guy saying

sorry I missed you

I live to 116 and my 17th cat

in Santa Cruz buys a mouse

plantation in the South of France

I say to her why do you

want to break the horse

(you want a broken horse?)

when if you just find something

both you and the horse want

the horse will come

to you eat out

of your hand

and believe me this horse

wants to eat out of your hand

 

You try to kill me…

And yet all I can do is love you.

Which I do.

 

 

Girl Horse Sandwich

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that fillly

likes hard grooming

on the floor

of the living rooming

when I rub her girl horse belly

makes me want to

spread her peanut

butter and her jelly

make my

girl horse sandwich

snack at midnight

let’s me know

I’m eating her right

by the arching

of her back.

 

 

original  post scroll to see original images

https://siliconvalleyartunderground.wordpress.com/2016/09/16/girl-horse-sandwich/

 

Children’s Cartooning Classes

https://childrencartooninglessons.wordpress.com/

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I taught children’s cartooning classes at the Davis Art Center near Sacramento for some time during my “cartooning” years. The most important thing was to read the kids eyes and provide positive encouragement.

I had completed my lower division classes in Electrical Engineering at the time, so I was quite systematic. I always prepared a lesson for the 10-week classes with a hand-out that we would go through on what we were covering in today’s class.

Again, you had to read the kids eyes.

Quite often the handouts would be something they could share with their parents later and review in detail together.

I would cover the reference handout pretty quickly. Looking in their eyes…and then go to the white board to do a better job at making the handout come alive.

It was a 1.5 hour class with every seat full and the kids were busy! There was a waiting list to get into classes, but the fire marshal only allowed 20.

I would make the rounds and comment on their work and most importantly lend encouragement and a little direction.

In the final class of the 10 weeks I would provide each student with a “magazine” I had created from their work over the previous 9 weeks

Many students took the class again and again and vied for the prestigious “front cover” of the magazine.

This was in the late 1980’s before the day of computers. So, I had to create all this by hand with scissors, rubber cement, white out, and hours at Kinko’s.

The time I put into preparing lessons and creating “magazine” mean..that all though the Davis Art Center paid me…I lost money on every class.

But the joy of the kids seeing their work “published” in class 10….I could not put a price on the smile upon their faces.

I still have copies of all those “magazines” I created with the kids.

Of noteworthy alumni…

Joe…went on to become a prominent tattoo artist in the Bay Area.

But what made the entire experience worthwhile was “H”….

“H”…made it all worthwhile…

She was a very withdrawn girl, picked on at school, and tightly concealed in her shell.

Bullied. Bullied without mercy.

I encouraged her as she drew.

She took the class 5 times.

She would show up to class early with drawings she had done outside of class to show me.

She made several magazine covers.

Her mother was always very nice to me.

A number of years later her mother saw me and thanked me.

“H” was now enrolled confidently in a top university.

Previously, she had been barely functional at school with the bullies.

Her Mom  said the classes changed “H’s” life.

It gave her confidence.

I believed in her….

and she then subsequently believed in herself.

Bullies stopped bullying her and she went on to excel with confidence in school.

The important thing to remember is what it can mean to a person when you tell them….

“I believe in you.”

You never know when you might change a person’s life.

Look for that opportunity.

isotope

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there is a woman knitting dreams

she knits like spider webs

your thoughts into dreams

an intricate and delicate network

of strings she weaves

that is your life

she seems to know you

as only someone who has known you

your whole life could

although you have never met

 

as you dream you think

this is not the life I expected

still she knits and weaves

years go by

you end up dreaming

that you are still a young child

when you awake

you are refreshed and at peace

there is a woman knitting dreams

her infinite sadness she wears

behind the mask of lifetime

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