Sunday, December 8, 2013

This Wine Tastes Like Good

Just thinking about a beard, has made me grow 2 inches of facial hair as I write this. I didn't ask for this talent, nor did I train myself to brilliantly grow a face glove. A lot of people associate the size of a gentleman's beard with how big of man he is. While I'd love to run away with the state title of being the manliest of manly, let's be honest, I'm 5'7". I do enjoy it down here though. Plus I'm taller than the average girl, so I've got that going for me.... Despite that ADHD thought process, the point is that facial hair does not determine how much of a man (or woman) you are.

There are some people that have issues with the concept of male nurses or woman sportscasters. That makes sense. Those stereotypes are different than what America is used to. But if you own what you are doing and are great at it, who cares right? The thing that makes you a man or woman is the thing that makes you feel accomplished no matter public opinion.  Now I haven't birthed an offspring so I don't know the perspective of being a parent or having a family. But I can imagine that providing for your kin makes you feel like a pretty accomplished human being. And the warm fuzzy feeling you can get from that is that you could either be the bread winner of the household or simply by being the one cutting the PB&Js diagonally. Either way, how you rate your life's adeptness should be based on how good you personally feel about your activities.

I thoroughly enjoy growing a garden. I don't do it to get a punch in my infamous man card. I do it because it makes me feel like a productive member of society. And that's all that matters to this guy. Do what gives you confidence.

The important part to note about self worth is that first word of it. It's you who determines it. There's a million different ways to be a man or woman. If you find passion in it, do it. Passion gives you energy. When you have passion in what you're doing, breathing comes easier. Critics are as populous as oxygen. So Darrell at the hospital, keep rocking those scrubs. Erin Andrews, your sports knowledge and bone structure are inspirational to all of us closet black sheep. Keep on keeping on.

New in my life: The compass still points North, I think.  Jew so hard. Do you even lift bro?

Keep on smilin'

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Do You Even Lift Bro?


I enjoy quotes almost as much as coffee. Which is similar to a stage five clinger kind of love. And I heard a quote the other day that inspired me to type at 10 words a minute right meow. It was more of a factual statement than inspirational quote in my mind. It stated: People naturally want to be around happy people, so if you want people to request your presence, be happy. Simple right?

As I sit in the airport, I’m taking an average poll of people who seem happy. So far, the score isn’t a passing grade. Not even in Kansas.  People have written several books on how to get people to like you. Some say the trick is bringing a delicious dip to a party. Others say a firm handshake on the first impression. Some advice would tell you to find a good formidable scent and people will remember you. While I do encourage finding your own olfactory brand, in my mind, those all are just details. What it boils down to is the core-overlaying concept of being happy. People will like you more if you are happy. Again we are not solving an algorithm here, this is simply a reminder. If you need more friends, if you need a girlfriend, if you want the office to not think you are a terrorist, or if you simply want me to positively judge you from afar at the airport, it’s simple….be a happy person.

What if what you are going through isn’t a happy situation? Good question Joe. That’s what we in the scientific field call stress.  And another mind-blowing fact, we all have it. Every person that possesses a nervous system has stress.   If you have stress, you aren’t special. The thing we all don’t have in common though, is how we deal with that stress. I can give you the Joe Mosley guarantee that being happy helps deal with your issues. Fake it till you make it.  Smile or whistle. You can’t be sad doing those two. The things you call problems will take care of themselves if you choose to be happy.

I’ve always plugged the concept of surrounding yourself with people that you want to be like. That’s important. But what is more important is being that person that everyone wants around. Not necessarily being Mr. or Mrs. Popular, but simply being the Chairman of the Good Vibes. You know why people like a good dog so much? It’s not because they lack opposable thumbs and eat other animal’s poo. It’s because they’re generally happy mammals. Be a happy mammal.

If you were looking for groundbreaking innovations from this blog, I’m sorry. This isn’t a detailed game plan on how to make yourself happy. That’s something you can figure out by reading my other 30 spats on here. This is simply a daily kick to the crotch telling you to be happy.  You’ll feel better and you’ll make other people feel better.  I realize that no one can be delightful at all times, but it’s certainly something to strive for. Plus it’s a better look on you than the alternative. Yep.

New in my life: Finished a bottle of dessert wine I’d been waiting to drink for a long while. Jesus had a beard. "Uncle Joe" has a nice ring to it. Baw with the baw.

Keep smilin'

JM

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Trendy Bird Gets El Worm

You ever been sitting in your basement with your pants off, eating pringles, watching TV and all of a sudden come up with the idea that is going to spring you to being the richest person alive? Yeah me neither. A lot of people have great ideas that never make it to daylight. Say it ain't so?

For every song on the radio, there are thousands of critics. It’s been that way for a good minute. Do you think Elvis and Johnny Cash were welcomed with open arms to the music biz? Not once, not neva. Now I’m speaking from a country music perspective because that’s what I know. I’m not familiar how Miley Cyrus got to where she is from the seed of Achey Breaky Heart.

I do, however, agree with the critics. I think that there is some terrible music that makes it to the mainstream for all the trailerparks to enjoy.  But I’ve come to peace with this concept due to the fact that I have respect for the people that got that terrible music to America's doublewides.

Comparatively, the percentage of successful people in this world is very small. It's even a smaller percentage of people who have that success fall into their lap. Yes, that does happen, but most people work their arses off for where they are.

Now when someone criticizes a song, they are also criticizing the songwriters obviously. And in the world of successful songwriters, when someone consistently writes distasteful music that makes it on artist's albums, that doesn’t mean they’ve been striving their whole life to become a subpar songwriter. What it does mean is that they’ve made relationships with the big fish who can get their music on the radio.  And that my friends, I have respect for.  So when I meet someone who has had success in the music industry, whether it is an artist or songwriter, I’ll shake their hand and say congrats. I don’t always enjoy their brand of tunage, but I do have respect that they’ve positioned themselves around the people who can shake and bake.

And that works on a much larger scale than the music biz. If you believe in an idea enough, whether it's a good one or not, your best assets are going to be the people who can make that inkling a reality. Relationships > Ideas.

86% of my blogs have a motivational nugget to take away so here ya go: Masterminded ideas are great, you should definitely have them, but don’t forget to have a beer, coffee or sleep with the people that can put those ideas in every trailer in America.  Every successful venture is 74% relationships and 26% genius thinking. Whether it's getting your sweet acoustic harmonies on the radio or just getting the boss to approve Casual Fridays, keep making the right kind of friends. Yep.

New in my life: Family Dollar has some great deals. It’s important to stretch everyday. Jesus had a beard.

Keep Smilin'

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Smokey the Bear Approves your Moves

I always like to start stories with "When I was a little kid..." but really that shouldn't be in the past tense. I'm very much still a little kid, vertically and mentally speaking. Somewhere though, in this growth spurt we all call life, I learned the jedi tricks of camping. And apparently it stuck. I loved everything about it. From finding a good spot for my tent, to making a fire, to just being in the simplicity of nature, it fit me well. And that hasn't changed. I'm still a big fan of playing homeless for a day or two. But every time we were done camping and we were packing up to leave, it was ingrained in me to leave the campsite cleaner than when I arrived.  So I went ahead and put that concept in my pocket of important things to remember.

It always intrigues me to hear someone talking about a nasty breakup they went through. I'm not saying my record is squeaky clean, but I would say that I have a passing friendship grade when it comes to people I would call my past significant other.  Is it because I am super graceful about breaking it off with people? Absolutely not. If you are really good at that, let me know. I'd like to buy you a beer and take some notes. I think it is the idea that somewhere in my subconscious brain is concept of leaving a situation better than when I came into it. I'm not saying that people are better humans because I walked into their life. That is a little too male chickeny for me. What I am saying though is, bring out the best in people that are around you. Get over yourself and don't hold grudges because the timing wasn't right with your past found love. It's always fun talking about past relationships on a public forum right? Yikes.

In this past chapter of my life, I've started new occupations a few times. In a couple different industries too. And what I've learned, is that the concept of advancement is all about who you know, is true. Even for a guy up in Alaska, professionally fishing for salmon, I bet it's about who he knows. No matter the industry, it's good to know people. But it is not all about just knowing a copious amount of people. You can know a ton of people, but if you suck as a human being, it's worth about as much as a velvet painting of whale and a dolphin....What I'm saying is clout trumps popularity. It's good to know a lot of people, but it's even better to have a lot of people know you are legit.

Part of this legitimacy comes from the same concept I learned when I was cleaning up trash from our campsite as a little Jose. Leave the situation better than when you showed up. Think about your last job. What does your old boss say about you when you are brought up in a reminiscent conversation?  If you improved the workplace and left it that way, I'd say they have a good taste in their mouth about your tenure. And that is resounding. That is how you build a great personal brand. It's cool to talk about burning bridges, and I'm sure it's appropriate occasionally. But when it comes to your reputation, no matter your professional industry, it's good to leave your pyro tendencies out of it. Unless your last job was being an actual bridge burner. That's just ironic. So at your current income source, remember to always add value. Whether it's through work ethic, a great attitude or baked goods, make the employment atmosphere better. People remember that.

Essentially what I am saying is that you need to come camping with me. It'll be great, we'll have a beer listen to some country music and talk about the St. Louis Cardinals at some point. Just kidding, but not really.  For real though, no matter what your campsite may be, whether it is a relationship or a job, leave it better than when you showed up. Be awesome. Add value. Yep.

New in my life: Sculpting guns while feeding the family via garden. Recently learned first hand about flash flooding. Good to great is still in effect.

Keep smilin'

JM



Monday, February 11, 2013

Fate, Faith and the Way Things are Supposed to be.

You know when people are trying to remember something and they're having a hard time recalling their memory? And the best thing they can do is talk it out. Swimmy...Swanny.... Sammy....Samosonite! I was way off! I do that same thing via bloggage. So this is me blogging it out.

There's a life philosophy that I believe in that can be explained in three different ways. And I'm sure there's a professor with a long beard out there that has a better rendition of it. Or maybe just Pastor Pete Wilson could explain it. Name dropping what? But here's my crack at it.


Numero Uno: I don't worry a whole lot. Not that I don't have things to worry about,  I'm just not the worrisome type. And part of that is I always find myself saying and thinking, "Things work out the way they are supposed to." Now I've always outspokenly disliked cliches so it's a very hypocritical thing for me say. I suppose I use that wordage mainly to avoid consuming melatonin pills before bed. But I also find a lot of logical truth in the overused saying. It's a free spirited way of saying no matter your actions, life is going to hand you what you need. And over the years I've noticed a couple parallel subjects that tie in well with the "things working out the way they're supposed to" mentality.


Numerus Duo: I grew up in a very Catholic educated atmosphere. As in, I received a grade for religion class and wore a dress code for 12 years, type of atmosphere.  Since I've lost touch with most of my atheist friends, and live in the Paula Dean part of the country,  I'm normally around numerous Christian people on a given day. All this added up means I get my daily recommended dosage of Faith talk. Now Faith can be explained several different ways. That's probably why there's 2,679 different religions. But for me, most of my Faith is trusting that the Big Man has my back. Now whether that's what I want or what I need is completely up to Him. Really, it's just trusting that there's a plan for my life that I have no control of. Since Faith is a popular subject and a rather complex one, there's a million different aspects of it I could talk about here. But I'm not going to. You can't make me. I'm just saying the main premise of my Faith is knowing that "things work out the way they're supposed to."


Novero Tre: On a blurry eyed night, my friend Dave asked me what the difference between Faith and fate were.  I did my very best to intelligently present a logical explanation to him. What I really felt like was a third grader explaining the economics of North Korean business. Now I've guiltily seen my share of romance films. They're not my first choice, but I've been in the movie watching business for 20+ years now, so it's inevitable. From what I've seen, they are many plots that center on this idea of fate.  It was fate that put the girl in the coffee shop at the same time the guy walked in. Everyone has a soul mate. That sorta thing. But if fate is a predestined storyline of life, how is that different from having Faith that God is the author of your life's actions? 


Like I said, I'm just talking this one out. I don't really have the answer. Is fate a part of having Faith? Are they the same thing?  I believe that they are. I think the end result is the same no matter if you're a free spirited hippy, a faithful Catholic Christian or a hopeless romantic. Different ways of telling the story, but the ending comes out the same. See you gotta have Faith that if you believe in fate, everything works out the way it's supposed to. See what I did there? Boom. 


New in my life: Good to great takes patience and self discipline.  This year was a good Super Bowl aside from the game. Deliver with confidence, whether you have it or not.


Keep on smilin'


JM