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Ok let's face it, I'm not a brilliant guy. Heck, I'm lucky I can breath and walk at the same time. With that said, it's amazing for me to do the simple things in life. Before I go any further, let me state that there is someone in my life. I haven't felt this good in a really long time. Maybe it's the fact that I have someone to talk to or maybe it's the fact that she hasn't put a restraining order on me yet....who knows? Whatever it is, all I know is that I'm finally having some fun.

However, I do feel sorry for her. You see, I'm not the easiest person to have a relationship with. I pretty much know that God has a sense of humor because that's the only way to explain me. Let me explain how bad am I at relationships. I will take my present life as an example. When I first met Meli ( pronounced mel-ee), I had no idea she was interested in me. I was so clueless it wasn't funny. That's me though...Mr. Clueless.. Mind you, I do know how to treat my girl. It isn't like I'll forget her name or forget her birthday. I do forget that sometimes people will worry for me. I, on occasion have forgotten to call.

It's amazing that I have even got another person in my life. Let me tell you how Meli and me met. ( cue the wavy dream sequence)... It was another day at the hospital.( move over Nicolas Sparks). She came in for her appointment. ( due to HIPPA laws, I cannot tell you what hospital or what type of appointment). I had noticed her, my luck is terrible when it comes to picking up women. Just ask 3-d, she has been witness to my pathetic approaches.

She asked me to meet up with her for lunch one day, which I did. The embarrassing part was that I couldn't talk to her. I was so nervous. It was like I had gotten kicked in the head by a Kentucky Derby Racehorse and was suffering a stroke at the same time. I was sweating like a two dollar french whore in Sunday mass. I was more lost than Paris Hilton taking the S.A.T. An Arab with a stuttering problem made more sense than I did. Luckily, she looked passed at the complete babbling nerve jello-o that I was.

So here we are. I have gotten out of the dateless/girlfriendless scene. I must say it's been pretty cool. I am not hard to get along with. I tend to be really easy going. However, I also tend to be forgetful. This is going to be very interesting. I'm like a big Great Dane puppy. He doesn't mean to destroy the house when he wants to play ball with you, it just ends up that way.

So here I am, I'm dating again. It's very strange to be dating again. I didn't imagine myself in this really cool relationship. Life has a way of making up for crappy moments. I am going to take it slow. There is no rush what so ever. I'm taking the slow boat to China. I know that she is going to be on that same boat. We're having fun and that's what it's all about.

Well folks, it seems as cupid went postal and laid down some serious artillary on me. That's cool. Don't worry folks. Soon, SamVidBlog News will make its return. Keep safe and dream big!

Half A Heart

Hello ALL.....Especially the LADIES!!!!

You know the old saying "It's better to have loved, than to never love at all." Well something like that I know you all know what I'm talking about.....

Who came up with that damn saying...It had to have been someone with Half A Heart! It's nice to be in Love but it's even better to be loved back...Trust me I'm the master at loving an not being loved...IT HURTS....But you live and learn the next time it comes around...Love that is..You take a deep breath and hold your breath and pray for the best! It's hard....VERY HARD...to want to be LOVED soooooooooooo bad that you'd do just bout anything...Well okay I'm lying you'd do ANY and EVERYTHING for the possibility of True LOVE! Don't give up...Just keep your fingers crossed and continue to be yourself..don't change for nobody and if you really LOVE the person you're with just keep focused.

Believe me it'll be hard..people will give you their opinion and you have to be strong enough to hear what they're saying and not act on everything they say...Yea statistics show 99.999999999999% of the time Friends w/ Benefits don't end up the way the person that is HEAD OVER HEALS really wants...

These are you're options when put in this situation:
A:Love...Love....Love like there's no tomorrow and enjoy all the good times before they run out...

B:Try very hard to keep your half of your heart that Loves to yourself and keep the benefits rolling...

C:Keep your Friend and cut the Benefits....Not you want I know but you save yourself the heartache and keep your friend. It sucks but this way you don't loose out on a beautiful friendship.

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D:Put everything out there from the beginning and talk EVERYTHING out...especially if you think your friendship is important....Don't assume...Cause we all know what that does...if IT..(the friendship w/Benefits) starts to confuse you...Then it's time to sit and chat again...Keep the COMMUNICATION lines open if you don't want IT to fail.

Well now YOU ALL have the keys...you know what to do and what not to do!!! Now let's see how many of you will do the (RIGHT THING) best thing! Keep your head up people it's not the end of the world even though sometimes it seems like it!When you think you've cried enough....take a nice cold shower cry some more and when you're finished squeeze your pillow really tight cry some more until you fall asleep.....Or you can do like I do and tell your little one your chest hurts ...he'll play Dr. by giving you a BIG kiss and hug..you can keep crying until they fall asleep then when you wake up...if you're without your FRIEND...Just pray your day goes by fast and wish for a better tomorrow! Believe it'll all be alright and it shall...Though things may not end up the way YOU want it will be OKAY!

Be STRONG....Loving people and continue to be YOU...One day You too will be LOVED!

What?...What?!...Ok!

I have the distinct pleasure of meeting different people from various backgrounds each day. They come in each day, for their appointments, and share a moment of their lives with me. For the most part, it is quite a nice experience. At other times, I have to deal with people who are upset for one reason or another. Once the problem is solved, they become kittens. However, there is that special breed, which makes you wonder where did they come from. It isn't that they're dumb, not at all! It's just that they function in life and I'm left wondering how they do it.

Take for instance the case of Mr. Dolby ( not his real name), he is an elderly gentleman. He is very nice, but he is tone deaf! This guy couldn't hear ACDC playing atop dynamite truck, rolling through a nitroglycerin plant. The problem is that he thinks he doesn't need hearing aids. When he comes in, he comes up to you and proceeds to destroy your eardrums by saying hello. This guy has the voice of a sonic boom. He once put a woman into labor with just a sneeze... and she wasn't even pregnant! The guy couldn't keep a secret to save his life.

So then I started thinking. This guy is so deaf that the only way he could here the slightest of sounds would be if they strap two towers speakers on each side of his head. His ears are just there for cosmetic reasons. Another funny thing is that the louder you talk to him, the louder he gets. It gets to the point where you end up in a shouting match with the guy.

Th fun ones are the ones who are in denial that they have a weight problem. Mind you, I am overweight. I know I have to lose at least 30 lbs just to be in my target weight. However, I have accepted it and I try everyday to deal with it. The ones are the ones who wear shirts that say Tapout, Affliction, Athletic Department, etc... Who are they kidding?!! I didn't even know that athletic shirts came in size Shamu! I'm not talking about people with genetic conditions that predisposition them to obesity. These people were once in the military! I've seen some heavy heavyweights. I saw one person who was literally 300 lbs overweight! They're reason for their obesity was "I got tired". Got tired!!! With all the cardiac diseases out there, you think that would be motivation enough. Unfortunately, we, as Americans, do not think like that.

I really do love my job. I can't imagine me doing anything else, at least for now. Everyday is a new adventure with its own set of characters. You can't ask for a better place to work. Well, gonna keep it short today folks. I have lots to do. Keep safe and dream big!

Happy 50th Entry or How to Upset Your Friends And Have a Hit Put on You

Alrighty folks, this is my 50th entry! I actually can't believe I actually stuck to something and kept going. The reason is I love writing and I enjoy making people chuckle, even at my own expense sometime. I have used this means as a way to release stress of the everyday life and to point out the stuff that upset us. However, I know alot of you have questioned my sanity. Sometimes, my topics are so far off the beaten path, I even wonder if anyone would get what I'm saying. Thank Goodness, that no one really gets what I'm saying.

Well, I also discovered that sometimes I am a bother. I've always known that I could get under people's skin. As a matter of fact, I made it an art form for awhile. The thing is I finally wised-up, but I still am doing my goober things. I really think that I have trained myself so well that I cannot break the habit. If I lost you already, don't worry I even lost myself. Let me give you a couple of examples of how big of a douche I can be.

I have been known to forget things. You know, birthdays, anniversaries, get well soons, funerals...the list is long. Well, how about forgetting your best friends name! That's up there with pretty low. I left friends stranded when they've asked me to pick them up and I forgot. I even once forgot to mail off someones income tax paperwork before the deadline! Do I mean to do it? No. I'm just that bad.

The best one was i once forgot that my ex-wife (this is back when I was married) was afraid of spiders. She would have a panic attack and go into shock if she saw one. Well...guess what Sammy-Pooh did. You guessed it! I had a fake spider. The damned thing looked so real! I put it on the bed as she was getting ready for work. Well, after I got back from the hospital ( after the beating that I got) I apologized for being a worthless douche bag.

To make matters worse, I used to hide around the house and jump out and scare her half to death. Now I know why I'm an ex-husband. You live and learn I guess. Besides, I wish her the best of luck as she travels through life on the bullet train to hell.

Anyway, back to my friends... Another one of my goof ups came early in my naval career. I was just finishing up Hospital Corps School and was assigned to the VA Hospital in Great Lakes, Illinois for my clinicals. I was working the geriatric unit and wasn't really enjoying cleaning old butts. Mind you, I do appreciate the sacrificial services given by our service members and veterans, but I just hated to wipe butt. Anyway, there I was, wiping butt. I had just got an elderly gentlemen who literally exploded in his pants. That was the mother of all dirty bombs! I never had such a desire of strangling someone with their own feces the way I felt that day. In the Great Lakes VA, they have a nifty little machine to hoist up the patient, while you hose down the flabby butt cheeks of the individual. It's pretty cool. So...back to the story...I was hosing down this guy deflated butt cheeks full of hot human fudge like it was a 5 alarm fire in the middle of the California wild fire season. This stuff wasn't coming off easy. I swear I needed a jackhammer just to get the light stuff off. That stuff was quikcrete cement! Oh my God, did I ever hate my life! Well, as I was hosing down Willy Wonka, one of my friends came in and interrupted me. Remember, I am very ADD. We began talking about our graduation and how we needed to have all of our paperwork straightened out before we left. The conversation took a dark tone when I realized that I had some paperwork that still needed to be filled out. Out of nowhere, another friend came in and told me I was late for lunch. I was really stressing out. So, off I went for lunch in order to clear my mind.

When I returned, the ward nurses were upset that I hadn't finished my notes. I was really at wits end. I went down the hall to cool off. After a few minutes, one of the nice nurses came up to me with a concerned look on her face. She came up to me and wondered if everything was alright with me. I told her about my problems earlier and she helped me out through them. Once she saw I felt better, she dropped a bomb on me. I HAD LEFT THE PATIENT IN THE CRANE FOR OVER AN HOUR! The poor guy was hanging there, nalgas in the wind, all that time! I felt so bad. Luckily, she covered for me and I didn't get in trouble.

That's the story of my life. I seem to forget very important stuff. I guess I'll be immortal. i figure that I will eventually forget to die. My friends support me and they deserve to be recognized. God only knows that I try their patience everyday.

Well crazy cats, thanks for hearing my out. Thanks for hanging in there. Don't worry, more of my life will be on display for your amusement. I hope you've liked my journey so far and I hope you stick around for more. Come back as often as you like. And remember as always, keep safe and dream big!

The Ugly Eye!!!

Hello All....Especially LADIES....Hey Gur

Yes it's me the infamous 3-D....The mastermind Sammy has put your girl on the net to share....the FEMALE POINT of view! Well I hope he knows what he has done because I'm ready to open wide and share...wait a minute...that's exactly what Sammy wanted.Well ladies my story for the week is well you guessed it the Brow nightmare.You ever have that moment when you've gone too long without getting/doing your eyebrows...They kinda sit on the top of your forehead like little caterpillars waiting to be trimmed and snipped.You know you've gone too long when they start forming a union(formerly known as the uni-brow).Then you rise and shine on that beautiful Sunday to go to your favorite nail shop,(go figure..a nail shop to get your eyebrows done), just to find out the place is closed. So you decide to do them yourself. Sounds like a plan, you head back home pull out the wax, it's expired. You look for your tweezers (if our like me and you've just recently moved and have a 3yr old that thinks he can fix everything) they're not where they're suppose to be. So finally you go for the good old fashion eyebrow razor...You get started and notice the razor is a little dull. But so focused on getting your eyebrows right before work you continue to use the dull blade. The pain is so excruciating it feels as if every hair is being pulled from your face. Okay guys not all of you are in a rush to go out there and get your eyebrows done(though some of you need it) but just imagine a hair in an area so delicate and sensitive on your body being plucked....over and over again..ohhh the pain oh the agony. You want to stop but you can't because you don't want to look odd to the public.So here I am raking away at my face I can almost hear my pores yelling...."Please stop..you're killing me" But I keep moving this dull razor back and forward across my forehead. Let's be real I don't have the average sized forehead it's pretty big...(but there's a reason for everything,my forehead is handy) but I'm sitting there trying to balance these bad boys out...The worst part(which is the real reason my brows were crying) the cleaning...you know that rubbing alcohol that your Mom use to rub your wounds with (to keep them clean).But once the fire dies down and the burning has been numbed I was still left in a bad way.No luck so I'm stuck with one eyebrow looking aight and the other not looking so hot!I went to work and all I felt was all eyes on me! Man don't I hate long work weeks...