Lüc Carl's Blog, page 24

LOOK WHO'S TALKING

Talking about yourself will only get you so far. It's when a third person talks about you to the second person that you'll really get the attention of the second person. But if you hadn't already told a second second person about what it is that you're doing, that second person wouldn't have become a third person.

People are more likely to be interested in what you're doing if they hear about it from an outside party. The hard part is finding something interesting enough to get people talking.

Won't you be my second person?

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THE CROSS EYED MARKSMAN

Mike grew up with both eyes staring himself right in the nose. His vision was perfectly fine, glasses were not necessary, he did however have a hard time looking you in the eye; and without his even knowing so.

He was teased and made fun of as most kids are. In Mike's case however his shortcomings were out there for all the world to see. It's not like he had a small penis and could just cover it up with clothing. On the contrary. He had an above average penis, but what could he do? Pull his cock out every time someone made a comment about him having a lazy eye?

By the time Mike was 14 years old he'd discovered his uncle had a shotgun in his attic and had taken quite a liking to it. His uncle answered his many questions and even offered to take the boy to the local shooting range to have a go at it. When Mike realized that the most important element in shooting a gun was the use of your eyes, he fell in love. He no longer had a reason to be ashamed of the fact that his he couldn't look a human in the face. He spent all of his free time shooting his uncles gun after school until he became an expert marksman to the point that he needed but one target as nearly every bullet went through the exact same hole – dead center.

Some years later Mike now owns his very own shooting range which has a waiting list at nearly all times. Although still self conscious and often times turns his head to the side as to avoid direct eye contact with his customers, he considers himself very lucky that god gave him the gift of a fucked up eye. Without it, he may have never discovered his true love in life – the quest for the one holed target.

LESS IS MORE

People often ask me how I get my hair so big. They send me pictures of themselves with too much product; disappointed in the fact that after 4 cans of hairspray they still cannot compete with my glorious shag.  

More hair, more products, more spray, all of those things will get you nothing more than limp helmet hair. The reason my hair is so big is because it is much shorter than it appears. (On the top that is).

Sometimes life is not about having more. Sometimes you need to step back and look yourself in the mirror and say "Damn, maybe I'm going about this all wrong!"

Trust me -my coiff is never off.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Wishing you a very Merry Christmas to you and yours. May you be healthy, happy, and in the company of the ones you love on this beautiful day.

God Bless.

THE MORE THINGS CHANGE

The more they stay they same. Thank god.

In my younger years I used to come home to Nebraska for Christmas and do nothing but complain. In fact I complained about nearly everything back then. The older (and sexier) I get -the less complaining I do.

I would complain about the fact that every time I came home nothing changed. The same old guys and girls getting drunk in the same old bars year after year. I would think to myself, "what is wrong with you people. Go out and do something with your lives." Meanwhile all I wanted to do was be right there with them beer after beer. I just didn't want to be there as the man standing before them at the time.

I'm here to tell you, I wouldn't have it any other way. It was me that was the problem. I'm just glad that I had the balls to do something about the fact that I was miserable. And I just hope they can adjust to the fact that I don't much complain about it anymore. (Although I'm sure my friends would tell you otherwise). On the contrary. Life is so crazy on a daily basis it is extremely refreshing to come home to such a support system. A large group of people that maybe haven't changed much over the years, and maybe that's due to the fact that there's nothing worth changing. It's like I always say, if it aint broke, don't fix it.

I'd like to wish a very Merry Christmas eve to my good friends all over the world. The ones I drink with, the ones I work with, the ones I haven't met yet. Whoever and wherever you are, this Bud's for you.

Cheers.

OXYGEN: THE ULTIMATE GOAL

7 million years ago man had one goal. To continue to breath. in 2012, the goal has not changed.

You'd think after all of this time and all of our acquired addictions, habits, and progress -there would be another goal; yet breathing is still the most important thing in life (with reproduction coming in a close second).

With all of our cell phones, e-readers, DVRs, anti-depressants, therapy, pain killers, and group meetings we forget about the fact that we're only human. We are all just living and breathing creatures put on this earth by a higher power to do one thing and one thing only and that is to continue the species. And in order to do that we need but to do three things; eat, breath and fuck.

Don't complicate things with drama brought on by your own doing. Take a deep breath. It's a gift that was given to you by something more powerful than you. And it's a much better gift than an iPad.

RESPECT THE RACE

Weather it's a 5K or a Full Marathon. Weather it's at 5:00am or 10:00am. I wake up early enough to shit shave and shower no matter what the distance. If you show up with stubble it means you're not taking the race seriously. Show the race some respect! Would you show up to a wedding with 5:00 o'clock shadow? If you would, chances are I'm a much faster runner than you.

LÜC'S MAILBOX

Hi Lüc!

I wanted to let you know that thanks to you I did my first race this morning and felt damn great. It all begun one night, on April 2011, when I read your blog out of curiosity ans got sucked into it. That night made me change a few things in my life…little by little.

First, I had a goal: to lose 40pounds (which I've almost lost by now). And to achieve this goal I changed the way I was eating. Then I bought a rowing machine and started exercising but got bored because, let's face it; looking at the same thing 45mintutes straight is boring.

The second thing was my first pair of running shoes that I bought because you made running sound like it was bearable and enjoyable. Indeed it is! I love running outdoors in the morning, I just love it.

And today, I ran my first 10km in 1hour and 5minutes. I kicked those hills asses despite the ice on the road! Three months ago I couldn't run more than 30 minutes at a very slow pace.

So, for all that, I wanted to thank you. Your singular insight about life in general, your wit, and sense of humor are definitely refreshing and honest (which is hard to find). And that's what I like about you.

Again, thank you. And in your honor, tonight I'll have a cold one: a Bud!

Cheers!

Chloé

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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QUOTE OF THE DAY

"I'm a casualty of a reoccuring party that I've already been to thousands of times in the exact same outfit."

- Lüc Carl