Thank you, Steve jobs

This is to all the “Special” ones

A short story based on the Long journey of nothing more then 100% life.

A collection Of Memorys Scattered across the broad Fast paced world we call the internet.

Vast amounts of Data passing us by as Though There is a blue light sale at kMart.

The world has come to embrace the Effort put forward by The intellects of today.

The “Crazy” ones as one once put it.. but did They fail to see we would multiple and come to save the day?

Consumer Pride Is based on nothing more then the ultimate accomplishment of Showing you know who you are.

Each and Everything we have come to accept into our lives is a symbol that Speaks exactly who we are to the rest of the world.

From online screen names .. To Fancy Cars and Tshirts filled With messages that only a handful might truly understand.

To the smaller things that we tend to Place away and forget about.

Each and Every Piece of who we are is scattered around us in everything that we have surrounded our selfs in.

life the ultimate choice.. the ultimate Journey… The Best Place to Crave nothing more then Simply the best and never settle For anything less.

we are the young.. The Ultimate Examples Of “beta” Testers

The future yet invented comes from our preferences and pursuits

we understand There for We learn. We Crave The Road To serenity and we Find it in Our Own ways.

Long Gone are the days of Having to Rewind A rental VHS before returning it…

Having to Worry about Skipping Compact Disks

Busy signal on Dial Up.. .

not having a Phone around to use with your Beeper..

not going months without Seeing someone in a Long Distance relationship.

and never falling out of the World by not knowing that information is always a few clicks away.

we have not become lazy… This is Evolution at its Finest.

we have nothing to fear. as the End Will come for all .

It is now in this Time Of age… That we step out of our confined spaces and release Our minds for Who we truly are.

Technology is a Talent That We embrace with Time and memory.

two steps Shy of a god given talent Such as drawing or music but equally as powerful as any form of Art.

Gone are the days that “genius” Was a Word that was reserved only for the “I was here First” way of thinking

Our voices Are now loud. and can be Heard around the world with Nothing more then a few clicks and spaces…

The message… you pick it.. but whatever you choose “Don’t be late” as our time Never Stops For Anything.

Time… Is our greatest threat… And the Best Way To live with time .. is To Use it wisely

Yeah That was For all the “crazy ones”

but now we are common Place In a world That becomes hand crafted each and every day of our lives.

The worst thing I can think of … Is living with the Fear that what you have to Give might not be enough.

Its Never Enough.. Until you know for sure that you have given it all you can and that you Are 100% in what your heart tells you.

Live long my friend

and thank you for the most important chapters in my book of life.

Double Sided Cynics – The Defected image

My imagination never was a weak point in my mental hobbies…

This was a Strong suit that i wore at times with such a powerful Grin.. that it would make even the shy Fall prey to the lustful moments on this list…

Working a simple job… a district manager for a Small town video store… the name not needed…. but regardless we have all been there…

You know the store front Sign… A quick shaped phrase with the Perfect words inviting you inside….convincing your that late fees were a great investment.

The smell of candy Filled shelves only falling to second place from the screaming colors leaking around the cheap manufactured carpet…

That damn Door always chiming with a soft tone… letting us workers know.. it was time to greet the customers with a perfect fake smile.. and a Cynical view of Interest…

“Hello… welcome to Vins Video store… just let me know if you need anything…” and on this Day… she did…

It was getting closer to closing time… a long hard days work.. but who am I kidding… There was nothing there that could fall into the Category of “hard work”…

I walked around From 9am till closing.. tapping shelves… Making sure that all the Pretty card board boxes that helped aid your choice of Tonights viewing selections was perfectly organized to a madness that was perfected at the price of Minimum wage…

I hated watching all my hard work go to waste when a mother baring what seemed like 100 kids would walk into the store and unleash their “lets touch everything” Madness hands on my just “tapped” up shelves… no really it was called “tapping” the shelves…

They would unleash the terror of the unorganized… by touching… Picking up… and Dropping Everything… the truth was though… that I didn’t mind.. besides it gave me something to do instead of just Stand around..

My “boss” if you can even call her that .. was an angry over weight lesbian woman…

where I was once able to use my Charm on all prior female bosses that had come before her…

My attempts always Failed with her… I would always think about if i had the powers in My tongue to bring her back over to the Cock side…

maybe it would be enough to keep her from looking like an angry Penguin from the 90s movie batman…

Then again Im not sure if even I would be able to stomach such a Task…

She would see us Sitting around.. with not a single person in the store… not a single thing left to do… and always mutter the same few words…. “Why are you guys just sitting around?”

Why? Cause other then walking around and making up mental games that consisted of how many movies were on one shelf,  in hopes that  before your mind was lost.. it would be time to Call it a day… a long hard days work…

The month  was October…

The cold air was amongst the dead leaves that now paved the road.

I always had this thing for this time of the year in NJ…

it was almost like you were either at the start of a great music Video… or the End of a really sad movie…

At least this is how it always looked to me…. You truly can not see California , with out marlon brando’s eyes… Oh well

The over stuffed box of promotional candy sent to us  to give out as a parting gift to all the customers who would rent something…

Was the true down fall of my teeth falling out of my fucking mouth… I ate too much of this crap.. and years later would Regret it like no other.. but thats another Story .. for another list…

There i was.. about 6 fun size bags of M&M’s deep… stuffing my face in hopes to induce a Sugar high that would make the insanity of Working till closing… a little less lethal on my senses…

Like it had done a million times before… the Sound of the front doors battle cry was heard…..

That damn Door needed more then just some WD40.. it needed to be forgiven for all the late night Drop offs that were tainted through its Sliding Slot…

it was a return Slot whore… Tapes and Dvd’s of all sticky messes and broken conditions…and never rewinded…

And to sit back and think .. That This Video store Was a Family video Store which did not Carry porno… makes it easier for me to not throw up into my own mouth as I type this…

I always tried my best to look My best… Even though I was working At a BlockBuster Video store (oops i said the name… oh well maybe no one has read this far anyway),

I always wore my Apparel with such pride… as if i wasn’t just the Guy that you would throw trivial half ass hints at,  when hoping i would know what movie you were looking for… no… I was there to do my job.. and do it well.. and of course…

What better place to meet some of the most hot lonely women i have ever seen in my life then a video store…

They come there hoping to find Something to watch to get their minds off being alone… and other times.. some just grab something to watch to get off in general…

At least this is what fed my mastubitory scenarios at the time… what a sick Fuck I can be.. I know i know…

hey I’m sure we’ve all “worked at a video store” at some point in our lives or minds..

I looked up and saw this girl…. with her  perfected Female insanity… The Perfected strut… It was like she was sent there to Temp me away from the now half filed 2 ton Box of M&M’s that my mouth had grown an addiction to…

I was alone that night in the store minus this new kid that i had hired only a few weeks before…

He knew barely nothing.. but dead honest would make me Laugh cause he had this Voice and hair cut that made him seem like something that was Straight out of a comic book…

you know the Type…

I Almost had to slap myself awake to not keep imagining  that I had some how hired Screech from saved by the bell to work as a CSR (customer service rep)
and with my A.D.D this was easier thought then done…

I didn’t do it to cock block… but instead I just knew what a waste this would have been if i had Sent Screech over to help this perfected beauty with her selection of the night…

The poor kid wouldn’t Know what to do with it if I held it for him and kept the lights on…

As i pushed the rest of a Freshly opened pack of m&m’s into my mouth in hopes of getting to her before he did…

Frantic.. like how I would picture a starving Person eating for the first time in weeks…

I finished up and had just enough time to catch a reflection of myself in the silver tinted Windows that lined the Front of the store…

Hair… check… good posture  … check…shirt Fixed and tucked in… Check…. Dylan Mckay squinted eyes.. Check… lets go.. i got this

As I approached her i could See her Silk like hair… Reflecting the same Lights of the damned that only minutes before were falling prey on to that cheap manufactured carpet below…

Now it was making her hair look like it was electronic love… calling out to me.. saying…

“Hey vin… I know you see me… Make me all Fucked up looking like i was just head banging for 4 hours straight with not a single thing to Drink ..and while holding my breath….”

The moment came…. it was time to throw my line…

“Hey hows it going anything i can help you with?” .

I know i know… So hot huh?  I was Such a “Please be kind and rewind” pimp…

She turned to me with a surprise…

I guess I had Perfect the “quite” walk around the store when trying to avoid my angry over sized lesbian boss…

I would at times go unnoticed while Standing at the Nintendo 64 demo booth playing 007 for what seemed like only a few minutes..

but truth be told….. at times it would be lunch Time before I was yelled at….

I guess I could say I had perfected killing time in this place…

“yes” she said…

and that Very Moment….

The moment that  I’m sure all Guys know what I’m talking about…

when you watch a sexy and unknowingly wanted woman notice you.. and without trying.. show interest…

This was my Cue to give a enough of a smile to create the butterfly effect .. but not enough to let her know i wouldn’t be charging her for her rental on this evening…

“I’m looking for Something hot”…. She said… Her eyes looking like she was a powerful tiger stalking her prey…

Now… for everyone that knows me.. this is like a Dream come true…

These are things that I think about people saying all the time..

but it never happens..  it only plays out in my Mind… but before I could hump her leg like a rabid dog in heat….

It dawned on me.. being myself a very big Marilyn  Monroe Fan.. I knew she was talking about the 1959 movie.. “Some like it hot”…

At which point I corrected her… which provided an instantaneous Change from customer.. to flirting…

and until this day ..

I have no idea if she meant to do this… maybe what i thought was luck.. was nothing more then The amazing power that all women possess… The power of game…

My Species can be So easily fooled at times i swear… its like our Minds our directly wired to our penis…

I won’t go into detail about what was said or what game if any was spit that day…

But i like to skip past that and Recall that for about 3 months after that… each day she would come in and Get something “hot”…

Be it In the back room while watching the rest of the store still going about its own innocent activities through the security cameras….

or after closing the store late at night…. on top of the return counter….

where only a few hours early right under that same counter…

My mouth would Switch gears and Try and tackle that 2 ton Box of Promotional m&m’s…

So many times that “Screech” would knock on the door…

I’m sure he knew what was going on…

He would ask me something that only a manger could help with…

and I would with the most mature firmness of authority  in my voice would  say

“I will be there in a minute..”  or “just Give them a free rental coupon, I’ll take care of it later”…

other times it was like playing magic penis magician with trying to hide a freshly withdrawn erection while having to walk outside of the backroom to attend to my manager Duties..

who knows.. maybe i have a small… or maybe it was just big enough to hide tucked under my belt buckle…

Whatever the case might have been…

Memories still  fill my mind from time to time  about the Many friday nights that would seem to drag on forever..

while my friends were out having a good time on a Friday night.. all I could think of was… I hope that they are Still around when I get out of work at 11pm…

It was Funny how Things worked back then… if you weren’t around when the plans started on a friday night…

you weren’t going to be around at all… This was before Cell phones we common.. Good luck getting a call back after texting someone on a Friday night…

and then.. right when you thought you were Doomed in your own mental “over time” hell…

I would look up and see her standing by a Shelf of movies…

She would look over and give me this look that can only be seen in a dog when its sitting there watching you eat and craving a piece of what you have…

now I’m not calling her a dog… more so just trying to explain the intense look that she wanted .. something i had…

we would make Eye contact… then she would give that smirk…  and then I would take an “early Smoke break”….

She made working a 9am to 11pm never feel like over time..
As time went by… the leaves Turned into Crumbs… Swept into Bags and tossed to the side of the Road for pick up….

The cool air Started to slowly Turn into humid early darkening days… and My time as a manger at this video store eventually Came to a halt…

Years later it would be closed down and become a thing of the past and an addition to this List…

Just like She was and still is…

A few years later I would be working at my parents pizza shop… and you guessed it…

I look up.. to see this Fine… perfected legged… working class business  woman… her dress tightly wrapped around her figure… as though it was screaming.. I dare you vin….

I looked up with the same Look and squinted eyes i had used years before…

“Can I help you?” i said..

“yes can I have a Large coffee to go” she responded

“hot or cold?” i said…

I will never Forget the look in her eyes at that very moment when she Came to realizing who i was and WHO she was talking to…

i will never forget That video store…that back room…that counter or the 50 cavities that i got from all them m&m’s that year….

Memories are Priceless adventures that we have taken our minds on… and this was one that filled the pages on The list.

ps… If your still out there… I now work from home and being my own boss… Means i can take as many “smoke” breaks as I see fit 😉

“God Gave Rock n Roll to us” and the radio took it away….

Ahhh yes the smoothing sounds of Mp3’s playing at half volume from The Speakers of my desktop work station..

I sit here and think about just what has happen to music… Seems to me that some where along the way of HD…Digital audio…. Surround sound… and the works…. Something happen.. it all started to transform into the worthless shit that we hear these days..

its been years since I have listen to the Radio… I simply refuse to subject my ears to the poor Excuse the world has come to call “Music…

Gone are the days of Finding a new Cd at a friends house … and liking more then just 2 songs out of 20…. now a days its all about the sales and less and less about the quality of the tracks filling up your 19.99 purchase….

Tower records.. Gone… sam Goody… Gone….

We are left with a few clicks of Charge me now as the only part of the music purchasing experience…

Lame.. stale and Shy in comparison to what it used to be.. Don’t get me wrong.. I like being able to have a million songs on my iPhone… easily accessible with a simple flick of a finger…. the endless streams of pandora..

but Fuck me with a 2×4…. I miss holding a cd.. flipping through the pages of Album art that was like an added bonus within itself…

Thank god for mp3… I am able to create a virtual radio station of my likings.. for ever will it be 1994-1999… Never will I have to deal with things like wanna be’s who call them selfs “Rock” or cheap gangster wanna be’s that call them selfs Rappers…

its always a song i like.. its always a memory on playback… and now and then… I recall a track i haven’t heard in years… tap the screen and we are off in the time machine of life…. Flying through the memories of being in a friends Car after Getting his license… the freedom that rang like the bell of a starting race…

There i am in my basement… Windows open… snow Falling… The doors playing through a Simple two Speaker system.. that most of the times… would only play mono… who cared? no one… the music was there.. it was Being enjoyed and thats all that mattered… Now a days I couldn’t name you a single song from people like miley Cyrus.. or so on… but she’s always in the news or on Tmz and so on… yet I can’t name a single song…. yet with my eyes closed i could name you all the nirvana tracks in order on all the cds and Bootlegs…

Mr Record man…. do you know how I am?

Do you know what happen to the quality before quantity ?

Why are we so worried about piracy when half this bullshit out there is nothing more then a few listens and then a delete…

keep your bullshit deluxe remastered bullshit away from me… ill stick with my burned cds and random mix Tapes that are forever imbedded in my mind… the rest is just a right click and Empty trash few clicks away…

At the current moment I am listening to pink floyd “new” Album “The endless river”… Though not new in the sense that this was Recorded years and years ago… it still hits perfect and is worth the full purchase….

again what has become of our Source of entertainment..

Some of which isn’t even good enough to make The Vins List…