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Is the Second Amendment “Inalienable” or not?

Webster defines “inalienable” as: incapable of being alienated, surrendered, or transferred.

If one commits a felony, ANY felony including writing a bad check from 30 years ago, you’re considered to dangerous to own a gun. People who torture animals in most states are not considered too dangerous, nor are drunk drivers. Go figure. Also, in-patient psychiatric care, possession of more than an ounce of weed, and domestic violence strips you of that right. Some states have that law where if your wife hits you and you call the cops you both get arrested. So you could lose your right to bear arms for being the victim of domestic abuse. Nice.

Anyway, no other Constitutional right is stripped away by the federal government for life. None. Not one. Some of you might think of voting, but that’s a state issue. You could just move and get your voting rights back. The one right that claims to be inalienable is the one right that you can lose.

So how is it inalienable? If inalienable means it can’t be stripped or given away, why do those people lose that right? Does that mean those circumstances somehow protect you from violence? If you get robbed, if you say you’re a convicted felon does the robber apologize and let you go on your way? Strangely, under that same right to bear arms you can’t have bullet-proof vests, tasers, even stun guns.

My point is the Second Amendment was supposed to be as strong as the First Amendment, but somehow with that one mistake, and after any amount of time, you appear to lose the right to defend your life or the lives of others around you. Why? How can something that can’t be taken away be taken away? And why do the gun nuts support that? The NRA is a proud supporter of stripping gun rights away from certain people, not realizing in doing so, they weaken the idea that gun ownership is a sovereign right. It really isn’t.

And some people will point out you can have those rights restored. Not really. Look it up: it can be done in THEORY, but almost never happens. There have been a handful of cases where it happened of millions who have tried. Some states make exceptions, like Texas and Colorado, and in some states if there’s no separate law the BATF still allows certain firearms to be held. Black powder, non-standard rimfire, replicas of antiques, antiques, etc, but nothing practical.

Lastly, the only one the Federal laws protect anyone from are people who made mistakes who are following the law after that. Any street criminal wont be spending years bettering themselves and obeying the laws to not own. They’d just go get one. So I don’t even see the point in the law. I just want to know what you think about “inalienable”.

The Driver (Adam Smith)

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Blogging is like homework

I look at my blog and I had every intention of doing at least one story a day, but then it’s like “I also meant to read real books every day”. I used to read all the time. Ever since the internet got good, not so much. I think I’m a few chapters into like 6 different books. I just have a hard time focusing now. Well, on reading anyway. It’s like this book I want to finish writing: it’s been what, three years since I started taking notes? The notes and outline are done. All I have to do is write the thing. And i bet I could bang it out in about a month. Because the next part is even harder: getting it published. I have such lofty plans for if I do, like more books, but also moving to Manhattan. Like a good part, not Harlem or Washington Heights, like Mid-town, one of the villages, the Upper West Side, etc.
So anyway, since we last spoke I left what like two jobs? I was working at a shitty job in Wilton, but that didn’t work out. They took an old employee back and left me hanging. That’s fine, the manager is a bitch anyway. It was non-stop work from open to close for $6 an hour. Fuck that noise. I would have quit anyway. Most smart places know to not stress out the drivers with too much side work. Sweeping, mopping, folding pizza boxes, stock the coolers, and that’s it. We risk our lives for chump change, don’t make us hate you for it. We’re there for the tips, not the inside work. So after that job I wound up working at a place in Stamford. I still work there, and it’s pretty cool except the owner doesn’t let drivers take more than one at a time. Lame. Still, some nights in 4 hours I’ve made $100 with tips, so that’s not bad. Plus, he pays daily, which is nice, but the bad thing is he only needs me Friday, Saturday, and Sunday from 5 to 9. It’s kinda far for not many hours and the great tips aren’t consistent. So now I added a job in the Westport area Mon-Thurs night from 5 to 10, possibly 4 to 10. I start that tonight. If it works out I’ll roll into full-time with days and be able to quit the other job. I really like the people at the other place, but I have a LOT of bills and I’m almost 40 (Dec 27th). I need to plan for something else. Like a mall kiosk selling cell phone covers! Yaaaay! I’d be able to work on my writing while I sit there and wait for customers. Those things are like $2000+ a month in rent and there are all sorts of fees and rules, but I’d be my own guy. I like that. I’m tired of this b.s.. Which was another reason I wanted to write the book. I write the book, get moderately famous, write some more books and don’t have to do this b.s. any more.

The Driver (Adam Smith)

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Lonely

Response to a webpage on dealing with heartbreak:

That sounds like good advice, except if you know that you had the one person who would love you no matter what, for who you are with your faults, your soul-mate if you will, and then you lose that person, it just hurts. Really badly.

I spent 7 years in an admittedly unhealthy on-again off-again relationship with a girl I loved more than anything or anyone. I’m 39, under-employed and have a past that she was able to look past. I met her when I was 32. She was a lot younger. She was the most fun person I have ever been with, yet somehow I managed to not give her what she needed the most: my heart.

We had good times, and even great times, but the bad times were really bad. We argued about everything that didn’t matter, and while I wont excuse the ones she started, I could have avoided all of them.

So now she found someone else. And she’s happy and I know I should be happy for her, but I’m not. I want her to love me. I want her to be with me. I want to not hurt any more. My heart aches. I am trying my hardest to distract myself from thinking about her, but how can I really? This isn’t just a relationship gone wrong: this is THE relationship gone wrong.

And she has so many great qualities I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from holding anyone else to. Like how smart she is. She is literally the smartest person I’ve ever met in my life. She’s funny, and playful, and kind to the children in her family. She loves dogs and has the best Beagle in the world. She’s very attractive with beautiful eyes that haunt my mind while I write this. It just feels like it’s hard to breathe when she’s not around me.

We used to have fights and make up a few days later. There were even a few times where we saw other people and still talked. Honestly, as much as it hurts that I’m not the one making her happy, I could deal with it a lot better if we were still friends, but I can’t even have that. She flat out refuses to say word one to me. None of our fights were anything of significance, but the amount of dumb fights just hit the critical point, I guess.

To top it all off: we live a block away from each other. Not even. She’s literally two buildings away from me. I can kind of see her building if I look out my window. I just really miss my best friend. I miss how much fun we had when we had it. My food, even my life has no flavor right now. I get stress headaches every day which sometimes trigger my migraines, I can’t sleep, I don’t want to go out; it’s like a piece of me died when she stopped talking to me.

They say time heals all wounds, but I honestly don’t want time to heal it. I want her to. I miss her, and I love her.

The Driver (Adam Smith)

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On demand or not?

Thinking up these titles when you’re tired is kinda hard. I had a title before, when I went out for a smoke, but then life happened, and I forgot. Just like I forget spelling and grammar. But they say if you’re bad at that stuff you’re a genius, so I must be like a super-genius. lol. Yeah, I do those, too. Anyway, on to the title topic. The new job is okay, business is starting to pick up, but the guy who owns it could really do some things to help it along. It’s been open for a few years now and has a decent following. It’s a brick oven place, which is great pizza, but no one will know it’s great unless you shout to the world that you’re there. He hasn’t even put a “We Deliver” sign in the window because he thinks it will look tacky or something. He asks for a lot of advice and I always tell him, “I can’t tell you what works, but I can tell you all the different ways I fucked up my place.” The problem is, he does some of the same stuff. If he relied on delivery, he’d be in trouble. He has a pretty good following for sit-down and pick-up, but I’m of the opinion that once you start something, you finish it. There’s nothing worse for anyone working for tips anywhere than sitting around waiting for customers. Even bad tips pales in comparison. I mean think about it: we make on average around $6 an hour. We rely on those tips to make it worthwhile. At a busy place on a good day you could easily average $20 an hour or more. My best weekly average was about $25 an hour. I mean we’re not talking lawyer pay here, but how many jobs do you know that you can make $1200 a week without many more skills than customer service and driving? There aren’t too many.
Saturday I took ten deliveries. I think I made around $40 in tips and another $10 in gas money. So $50. Add my pay for the day, $57 and you get $107 for 9.5 hours of work. So the average is way down for that day. Still, six days a week means at least $600 at the end of the week. Then the problem is buying gas, coffee, cigarettes, etc. It really helps if i do two to three times the amount of deliveries in a day. At least. Ten deliveries is okay for a Monday or Tuesday, but the rest of the week should be between twenty and forty deliveries all day. Split it, take thirty: if I average $3.50 a delivery in tips, that’s $105 in tips, plus $30 in gas, plus $57 in pay. Now you get $193 for 9.5 hours of work. That’s $20.32 an hour. The end of that week I would have $1,158. That’s $60,216 a year. That’s not too bad, especially in this economy. It also makes it a lot easier to budget money. People think it’s easy to just put the money in the bank, but they go to work and go home. We drive work around all day. Our cars are our offices. We need gas. We need food and drinks and such. Yes, it would make a certain amount of sense to go to BJs and get stuff in bulk, or even Restaurant Depot, for those of you who know of it, but it’s all easier said than done. Like how many of you keep your New Year’s resolutions? Yeah, I don’t either. I want to quit smoking. I want to start working out. I want to learn how to save money instead of being a dumbass with my money. I want to be more respectful of my fellow human beings (I’m not rude to them, I just pretty much ignore them if I can). I want to do more things that are living like skiing, ice skating, going to the casinos, camping, traveling, maybe taking cooking classes, get back to learning Spanish and French, and German, too. I want to finish my degree and get another. I want to write a book. There are so many things I want to do. Making sure I put money in the bank just seems to fall short of everything else. Ironically (or maybe not since I don’t get how to use that all the time), a girl was keeping me in line with a lot of the stuff, but she’s caught a rather terminal case of being a neomaxizoomdweebie. Not really terminal, but everything sure seems to be life or death with she and I and we’re not talking as of right now. Such is life, right?
So, back to my original thought: I need people to call so I can present them with excellent service so they tip me well so I can go spend lots of money. That pretty much sums it all up for me tonight. More later.

The Driver (Adam Smith)

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Week one is finished!

So, today is my day off. Blissfully. I’m horrible at going to sleep on time, and so, many nights I’m awake at 3 or 4 in the morning. That line was kind of an oxymoron, but you know what I mean, right? Anyway, I don’t really like working 6 days a week, but that’s the kind of work week in this industry. My new boss actually tried to get me to work 7 days, but I said no. Sunday’s not the ideal day off, but it is a good one. Hopefully when business picks up, he’ll be able to get more drivers and I can have Monday off also. I like the Sunday Monday thing because I get to go out Saturday night, sleep all day Sunday, then Monday I can do anything I’d have to at a business or bank or whatever. I slept till 1:30 today. That was nice. Then I got interrupted being lazy by a friend who wanted help with laundry. lol. That wound up with me doing my laundry, and I had like two-week’s worth. See, I had a list of things I wanted to do today. Working on the book was one of them. I’ve finished everything I need to do to write the book. All I need to do is organize my notes and start writing. I expect the writing part o take a few weeks, then it will be onto the next task, which is printing out a bunch of copies and submitting it. I have a friend with access to one of those corporate printers, so if I finish the book before she finds another job, I can get some free copies of my book. Otherwise, I’ll have to go to a print shop and pay a pretty penny. Why you can’t submit these things electronically in this day and age, I have no idea.
Also on my schedule for today is to work on a website to do computer repair, web design, etc. I want to do a Living Social deal for that, but they make you jump through a bunch of hoops to get approved. But, if they do approve it and if I do get a deal listed, I could find myself with a ton of work in that area, which is a lot more along the lines of what I like to do than delivering pizza. Lastly, I want to do my tax return today. I need that money ASAP, and right now the only thing stopping me from getting it is filling that whole bit out. I’m sure I’ll get to it later. P.S. I hate the keyboard I’m using right now. It’s like it was made in Bizzaro land. It’s just a hair smaller than normal ones, so I keep messing up keys.

The first three days at work I passed out fliers and managed one delivery each of those days. The fourth day I took two. The fifth day I took four. The sixth day I took ten, so business is obviously picking up now that menus are out. I’m sure tomorrow will be a little slow, but maybe not. It’s nice to be back to making like $700 a week. That’s for sure. I mean that’s not a lot of money, but when you go from basically unemployed (or working very part-time) making like $200 a week to more than tripling that, it gives you some room to breathe. You know? More later.

The Driver (Adam Smith)

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