Movie Review: Winter's Bone

Some movies are meant to be seen on the big screen, and some should have
gone straight to dvd. This movie should have gone straight to dvd, cause
its content is lost on the big screen.

This movie is about...well, that's kind of hard to explain. Its about a
single parent household which could be in the mountains of some poor
white cultured people, trash. This movie is about drugs, but only two
scene in the entire movie, less than 7 seconds, 20 tops is shown, but
its not about drugs. This movie covers so much and says so much which
makes it hard to explain.

One thing I do know, this is a must see movie. Its about the strength of
adaughter who wants the best for her family, brothers, sisters and
mother.
--michaelchappell

Yeah, I have an account on twitter, and I follow people. Some people
follow me, but that's not what I open anaccount for. I could care less
if you follow me, but I am intrested in what other people are saying and
doing in their lives.

Some people, and me too, say the same thing over and over again. But
that goes to show you that things are almost the same everyday. I rarely
tweet on my day off, cause nothing intresting is happening, but
sometimes I do. This morning, one of the people I follow said something
about the college student who was secretly film having a gay encounter.
From what I gathered, he is also gay, but haven't yet came to terms with
saying it out loud. But then again, he could've just been stating how he
feels or felt about the matter. He then retweeted something from some
one he follows or follows him. It went like this..'in other nigger
news...'

Now I didn't take offense to what ws said, cause frankly I don't know
the person(s) who said it, tweeted it. But it all goes to show you just
how this world is, and the way people think. Twitter has given people
the choice to voice what they have to say. Another person who I follow
is something else to read his tweets. I'm not mentioning his screen name
cause I just won't. But he his Black, a male, and he has a problem with
either white people, or that he is living as a black man.

Him too, being Black has no problem using the word nigger, but he takes
offense to anyone using it as 'niggas' Go figure. Another thing is, he
has this concept about the bible, who were slaves and what Black Peiople
should be doing as a whole of trying to get from under the White Man's
influnce or embrace. Which, ALL have me confused as hell. This guy has a
music website where he promotes new, un signed rappers and DJ's. He
doesn't have a job, but claims he is well off. Judging from his website,
which is nicely put together, it seems he is doing good for himself. He
too, Twitter has given him a means and way to express himslf.

Me, I just say what's on my mind, period. It gives me a way to release
steam. I must remind myself that when most of my anger stems from just
dealing with customers for that short 3 to 5 minutes. I remind myself,
when they start acting like complete assholes, thay they are only in
front of me for those few minutes. It helps, and I can deal with it. But
there is one thing that bothers me.
My mother has a Twitter account.

I happen to come across it while my niece was updating her FB account,
which my moms has one too. So, I checked out her account, which she
doesn't add anything to it or on it. Do I ask to follow her...HELLS NO
!! Then she will see what I tweet and speak some type of shit I don't
wanna hear or see. But that's the things about the net. Anyoe can use
and express what they feel, but... We all don't want to be confronted
with it at times. Gotta clock in, c-ya.
--michaelchappell

"...Beside, There Are Still Some Rules"

Yes, there are still some rules to dating. The first being age limit.
So, I'm 50 yrs old, and by the rules, the youngest I can date/sleep with
a female is 32 years old. How did I come by this number, let me show
you.

Half of 50 is 25, then add 7 years, equals 32 years old. That's what I
go by..well as of lately that is. But this brings me to this 22 year
old. She carrysa herself much more maturely than her actual age. She has
all the curves in ALL the right places. Cute face, bright smile and her
atitude is like, like, I can even discribe it. BUT, she is 22 years
old.

To be honest, all I want to do is take her to bed, and continue to take
her to bed as long as she lets me. Again, but she is 22 yrs old. There
are other things too that is setting her apart from all the rest, she is
married, about to get a divorce. The flashing red lights, sirens and
bright yellow signs should be flashing, but they aren't. I should know
better, but I don't. This is also to say, I know she has no liking of
me. As a friend, but that's all.

The other day, a lady friend of mine, we were talking about the subject
of sex. Its been proven that men and women differ on this subject, and I
wanted to know what her say so was about. She said she wants a man that
can provide for her for in the future. I asked her what she was willing
to bring to the table. It was the usual, cooking, cleaning and taking
care of the home. I told her all that, a man can do by himself, you need
to bring more than that. But she didn't think there was any more.

This is how I see it. SEX, plays a big part. You have to have the same
hunger. You both have to want each other even outside of the
bedroom/house/apartment. Any problems, bills anything, that going to
make both our lives unhappy, we need to BOTH catch it while its young
and deal with it. Hide nothing, dicuss EVERYTHING. Both have to be
willing to compromise and sometimes just lay back and let the other take
control and feel comfortable with that. I told her my ideal woman would
have to be single for at leat 5 years and is able to do for herslf. But
she didn't understand this.

Some women not all, want a man to take care of them, but they still want
their independance.
--michaelchappell

!!!!!!!

Now, I don't get sick that often. But when I do, it really bothers me.
That's the thing, since I work around customers, their sickness sooner
or later becomes mine. It started as just throwing up one morning,
thought I might be pregnant, so there was no chance of that. As the day
went along, runny nose, sneezing, eyes watering. By the time I clocked
out from work, I had a bad cough. Went home and went straight to be.
Awoke at 1am to a scratchy feeling in my chest and bring up 'Aliens'
from deep in my throat. But the show must go on.

Since I spend all day on my feet, just getting out of bed was the
hardest part. Made it in to work, and the day just got worse and worse.
Customers sneezing and coughing without covering up, and my co sowrkers
too. To make matters worst, yesterday my manager left early, wife was
takien to the hospital, so I came in early cause I didn't know if he was
coming in. The store manager opened up at 6am. Then my deli manager
shows up and says he called me last night to start work at 6am, and he
wanted me to clock in. I told him no. The only reason why I came in
early cause I didn't think you were gonna show up. So he schedualed a
cleaning in the deli with another co worker who is working 6am to 11am.
See, if I would hve clocked in, the deli manager would have stepped out
of the deli to do some other shit, and left me there to do everything. I
complained to the store manager and he told me I was right. Listen, you
don't control me, and tell me when and what hours to work. He already
changed my work schedual for this week, he changes it to fit his needs.
Son of a bitch.
--michaelchappell

A Weird Dream

A dream of an abandon building, gutted really. People with eastern
apparel on, hats and all. View from above, them burying 95 pound
projectiles in an empty lot right next dor. I'm in the dream, but I feel
like I'm not one of them, like on the outside, new.
--michaelchappell

This Is a True Friend.

It was June 18th, 1980 and I was stationed at Ft. Jackson, SC Prior to
getting here, let me see... I just came off a 12 day leave, prior to
that, I went thru truck driver school at Ft Dix, NJ for a month and a
half. Prior to that, I was on 62 days leave cause I just had re enlisted
for the truck driver school,AND I spent 3 whole years, without seeing
the United States in GERMANY !!

Ft Jackson is a training post, basic training and advance idividual
school. 50,000 basic trainess. Was assigned to The 342nd Transportation
Company, combat ready, 5ton and 2 1/2 ton trucks. In the messhall is
where I met her, Elaine.

Elaine was one year younger than me, and she was a civilian working
cleaning up the messhall. When I saw her, all I did was stare. To this
day, I don't know how I introduced myself to her, but after 3 days she
was my girlfriend.

I'm 20 years old right, and I got all this energy. Here I was on the
post with so many females all around...I thought I would go crazy. But
Elaine kept me head on the ground. Everyone knew we were a couple. You
saw her, and sooner or later you would see me. Females weren't allowed
in the barracks, and rules were made to be broken. I went from a 4 man
room to a single room, Elaine spent many nights with me.

Ok, since I wasn't from the South, I didn't know how these southern guys
acted, operated. One guy in my squad, Butler was a pain in my ass.
Elaine had a thing for him for alittle while, but she found out he
wwasnt shit, and she stuck by me. But that didn't stop Butler from
trying, and he always did.

I did my 3 years, and I left for New York City. After being home for 2
days, I went back down there to see her. Yep, she hooked up with Butler.
I told her give me 2 weeks with me in NYC, and she did. My family loved
the hell out of her. See, Elaine knew who I was, let me explain.

The Army does things to you. It...well, friends are friends. Soldiers
that are friends, that's a whole different subject. Put it this way. If
I borrowed 2pp dollars from one of my soldier friends in my Company,
they NEVER asked where is their money. You had my back, I got your back
DOUBLED. Anything you need, you got it. If I tell you to meet me
someplace in 15 minutes, best believe they were there 5 minutes ahead of
time. Need to borrow my car, sure. I don't care if you bought it back on
empty, and there was a full tank of gas when I gave it to you, that
doesn't matter. I GOT YOUR BACK.

Try finding friends like that here in NYC, or anywhere. We all don't
have good days, and you have to know when a person is having a bad day.
People I know here don't understand the iddea about good/bad dayys. Me,
I could blow up on you, and in the next 5 minutes come back and say I'm
sorry.

Which brings me back to Elaine. I miss her. Well its been over 30 years
since we last saw each other, but I miss her and the times we had. She
taught me how to have friends. She taught me how NOT to hold things
against people. She taught me how to be honest to myself.

When I went to South Carolina, I didn't fly, I took Grethound. On my
last trip down there, I sat next to this white girl. As we were coming
up on the entrance to this Horse Farm, she told me that she lived there,
it was her parents. The name of the farm...Chappell Farms.
--michaelchappell

I Don't Understand....

..why the hiring process is so hard for my employer. We need a deli
worker for the deli and they don't have to be experince either. We can
train who ever shows up. But what they did was wrong.

This young lady came in about 2 months ago looking for a job. We told
her to apply for the deli, and she was willing to give it a try. So,
when we tried to call her, the number went straight to voice mail and we
left a message. When black turned to blue we called her back about a
week agao and some one picked up the phone. Told her to come in, the
deli manager spoke with her. The store manager went to the owner and the
owner said that he doesn't want some one from the neighborhood to work
in the store. He also said this about relatives working together. But we
have a mother & daughter working, aunt and nephew working and 2 sisters
working here.

So what they did was this. They are trying to fire this guy that stock
the shelves in one of the isles, but since he is in The Union, its hard.
So they place him in the deli and told The Deli manager to ride his ass.
If he doesn't do what you tell him to do...3 write ups is grounds for
termination. That's how they roll. But the thing is, the guy has
experince working in a deli and he is a little rough around the edges
for now, but after 2 days he is up to par.

The 2 days ago, 3 young ladies came in looking for a job, 18 and 19
years old. Yesterday, the 18 yera old one was hired as a cashier and she
lives 2 blocks away. I think its fucked up, but what can I do.

Another thing is this. The Union was suppose to give us a raise in
September, but since the contarct is finalized, no raise yet. But these
assholes take out their union dues like clockwork every week. You better
believe I sent an email off to them asking what's the deal is. I never
did like Unions, it seems like they are on Management's side all the
time.
--michaelchappell