J.J. Goodman: Writings, Musings and More

Perception is a wonderful thing. [Insert sarcasm here.] Some say perception is everything. I say perception is a bunch of, in the immortal words of the dearly departed Col. Potter, horse hockey.   (Oh boy…here we go.)   Yeah, you may wanna sit down and grab a drink or some more coffee for this one. Here's the thing – over the last several weeks there's been some things that have come up in my life that are all about perception. We rely so heavily on how we perceive things that we often overlook the substance of that which we're viewing and fail to appreciate it for what it is. My case in point has its basis in my recent home purchase. Having the benefit of an overlap between the closing on the house and the expiration of my lease, I have been able to take my time to personalize and paint my new home prior to moving my furniture and the remaining bulk of my belongings. Admittedly, shamelessly, proudly and yes, perhaps a bit narcissistically, I have been po

Soooo... there may have been some songin' & singin' again... and this happened.    ~   It was a dark and stormy night Full of cliché With no real ending in sight   The rain was fallin' down Dousing every dream In that nowhere little town   I was ready to run Foot on the clutch Like a bullet from a gun   That's when she walked in And I couldn't help but grin   She was a storm in a storm Flashin' her long blonde hair We danced in the streets Without any care   Yeah, that's when she walked in And I couldn't help but grin   So now the skies are clear Night full of stars And I'm still standing here   She took my hand Fingers laced in mine And I could barely stand   I was ready to stay Foot on the brake Throwin' my keys away   That's when she walked in And I couldn't help but grin  

So I'm me, you're you, we're all we, that's all we'll be, so let's be we and not care what people think about you and me.   (I… Crap. You're in one of those moods, aren't you?)   Yup. And I'm fully caffeinated. You may want to sit down for this one.   (Son of a… *sigh* Okay. Go for it.)   Actually it won't be that bad. I promise your brain can handle it. Well, most of your brains. Some of you, well, I know you too well. Anywhoos… Here's the thing – I've seen a couple of stories in the media lately about the body-shaming of two, prominent, pop music icons. In the one instance, some media-type in Britain went off on how "fat" singer Kelly Clarkson has gotten. Ok, so there's this: a) Who the f*ck cares? B)   Considering the media-type looked like she fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down, who the hell is she to criticize? And 3) WHO. THE. F*CK. CARES???   Clar

If there's something negative in your life, remove it! Do what makes you happy! If you smile, the world smiles with you!   *blink blink*   coughcoughbullshitcoughcough.   (Who peed in your oatmeal this morning? Wait, it's Monday. Never mind. Carry on.)   Believe it or not, I'm not actually in a bad mood. In fact, for a Monday, I'm downright jovial by my usual Monday standards. I was able to close on my new home and got a ton of painting done over the weekend. I'm taking yet another step forward to reclaim my life and make it my own once more. And things are, dare I say, good.   (So, what's with the coughcough stuff up there?)   Here's the thing - I am blessed beyond compare to have so many wonderful, and wonderfully positive people in my life. I'm thankful for them every single day, and I don't know what I'd do without them. There are those times though, when I see the positive, inspiring and mot