Work
posted by Kewlstix Blog @ 6:33pm, Saturday 29 January 2011.
I just wished that I understood how things work with people. I don\'t get it. I know what to do out in the streets, but that has no bearing on what I do at work. How could it? So, my lack of corporate b.s. is showing up all the time. I have no other choice but to just put up with it. It wont be long, and I will be out of here. An honest man does not have much of a chance with this kind of...... whatever you call it. I really do and try to do a good job, but when your supervisor, and other the other employees have nothing but resentment towards you, you are not going to get an even break. Since I refuse to manipulate any situation to my advantage, I have pretty much set myself up for this. Had I known in advance, I would have done things differently. No one is forcing me to be here, so it\'s my own damned fault. Oh well....another day.
No More IOMC
posted by Kewlstix Blog @ 5:36am, Sunday 23 May 2010.
After all the crap I went through, and after all the b.s. I had to put up with, we are no longer IO. Every one I knew in the IO dropped out, and decided to start their own club, taking me along with them. Of course, Shadow went with the new club. His whole posse went with him. Not everyone in his chapter, but everyone we considered Brother. So, I did as well. We started off with five, and we are now down to two. Soon, it will just be me here in Central Iowa. Great. Hard to be one. No problem. I am trying hard to keep it all together, and to encourage those around me to stay strong. My local chapter has had upsets, and this doesn\'t help me at all. Oh well. Just another day.Anyhow, we are now DCMC. The Defiant Crew MC. I am now the V.P. of the Hangover Crew here in Des Moines. Not a big deal considering that there is only two of us. Live an learn. :)
Prospect/Probate for IOMC, IA Chapter
posted by Kewlstix Blog @ 12:41pm, Sunday 13 September 2009.
I can\'t believe that I\'m actually doing this. I never thought that I would feel the need, or even the desire to become a patch wearing member of any motorcycle club. I\'ve seen too much of how consuming it can be. It takes over your entire life, and usually for the benefit of someone else. Of course, I have thought about it from time to time. Being an actual member of a club had it\'s upside. Brotherhood. You just can\'t decide to become a member of any club, and find this brotherhood. It\'s something that you have to feel. Something that you have to understand, and deep down, you need to know that it\'s what you want. It becomes a need that you feel in your very soul. For the last five years, I\'ve felt the pull of my brothers. I have never known acceptance from any one else the way I feel it with these men. Shadow has always tried to tell me what it was like, but without knowing it, feeling it, and being a part of it, you can only guess at it. Shadow has always been there for me, and has always accepted me as a brother. Not once has he changed that in the company of others. Normally, people treat me differently when their \'other\' friends are around. Not Shadow. And because of him, I had the chance to become family with an ever increasing number of men - of Brothers. Killer, Goldburg, Bonehead, and of course Shadow, have never questioned my presence, and have embraced me as a brother. The fact that I am given this chance here in Iowa has come as a complete surprise. I am changing. I am rethinking my purpose, and my existence. I had given up on any future, and must admit, that I was waiting for an end. If it comes, it comes. Now I will not merely wait for it, but when the end comes, I will face it with my brothers, and it is with great pride that I accept what has always been there for me. Brotherhood.
