Holiday

Hello viewing world, the LoneGentleman is broadcasting straight from McAllen, Texas. My absence on blogger can be attributed to a well needed mental break. A writer cannot, much like a visual artist, be constantly be pumping out work without some form of rest. Our creativaty needs a break or else our work will lose quality. In modern society, people often choose quantity over quality but an artist must not follow this path. We must always remember fellow artists that good art is not mass produced, but created with love and care in every pen/brush stroke we do.

I have to depart for now but my writing will resume as scheduled. Thank you for waiting for my return.

Ta ta for now, see you again when the times call for it

Holiday

I hope everyone enjoyed yesterday, Thanksgiving, and is enjoying today, Leftovers Day. As much as potatoes and turkey are a part of the American Holiday, we must not forget the most important ingrediant is family. For my own, I had grandparents travel all the way from Mexico. They traveled through a war-torn land just to be with the family for two days. The valor and courage my grandparents show every get together is one which inspires me to be close to family as much as I can. Modern society often loses sight among gifts, food, and fun that the whole reason holidays exists is because of family. I like to say if I ever attended a family reunion I will always talk to the older folks first before I see people my age. The reason being is for the knowledge one can gain from a conversation. The older generation has seen and lived times we as a race will never experience again. They have witnessed the world's past mistakes and therefore know what we can do to prevent them from arising ever again. We have to cherish and talk to grandparents and the elderly for they are unrecorded libraries of information

To you masses I hope you see the real reason for our holidays. It is time to wise up, wind up, and converse with anyone older than you next holiday season. You may just learn how to change your life or the world for the better.

Ta ta for now, see you again when the times call for it.

Today's Post Brought To You In Part By Procrastination.

*clicks open my browser, types in www.blogger.com, clicks posting*

Jolly good, I shall begin the day's blog. Now then....to start typing...hmm. I'm not quite sure what to do here. Maybe I should not have neglected my duties and pre-written today's post. Guess the holidays got me. Well this is awkward. I cannot let my growing audience down, I must find a source! A source of inspiration, hope, and creativity. A place where this gentleman can find a thought process. I place where I can call: thinking...

Well that did not work. Now I am all energy and no idea. This is just floating flug flakes! Oops, even without a source I still must watch my tongue less I make a habit of it. In times of dire need all a gentleman has is his morals and values. Obviously, I can not find any values for the process of writing! Good Grief, where did my mind go??? I seem to have lost all strength in swimming out of the ocean of writer's block. Despair and no blogging is destined to meet me at the bottom. Oh woe is me......at least I still have my sense of humor.

Ta ta for now, see you again when the times call for it.

Happy Birthday to A Rather Photogenic Gentleman

Happy birthday to the late louis daguerre whom would have turned 224 today had he not died at the age of 63. He invented the earliest process of creating photographs. I choose to make today's post about him not only because google is honoring him with a doodle but because I believe him to have invented one of the most important processes of our day. This man may not have invented the camera but he is a father of human culture progression. Photographs, as best used by Time magazine, can show us magnificent moments of human nature and history. A picture really does say a thousand words and can express every single human emotion possible. Everyone has heard of the nurse/solider photo from the 1920's, the fireman pulling the little girl out of the bombed Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building, and really any picture of Woodstock taken show us what it was like to be in a certain moment in time. It could have been a happy or sad moment but for that split second we, the photograph viewer, get to feel just how the people did or what it was like to be in that location. I have always said humanity has already built a time machine and it can be found in almost every phone: the camera. Photographs are the result of the time travel. We are also brought together closer as a species when we view a powerful picture. Propaganda and advertisements are a more modern form of this artistic expression but can none the less move mountains of human souls. To tie this all off masses, do not view Louis Daguerre as just the man who was featured today on google. See him as the french gentleman who is responsible for starting the most important process, later device, of bringing humanity together and closer to understanding one another.

Ta ta for now, see you again when times call for it.

It Happens Every Day

Yesterday in my first morning class, I was asked a very unique writing prompt. School has been active for about 12 weeks now and I was to write about what I have learned in that particular class over this period of time. It was a government class so I thought about something simple, like who John Locke was, but my mind faced it self with a much greater question: What have I learned over the past 12 weeks not only in government, but over the course of my Senior Year? The Answer? So much to the point where life changed over night. Doing college/scholarship has taught me how to be responsible and on time, the triple load of homework has taught me how to manage studying and social life successfully, writing online has (funny enough) taught me how to be more social and accepting of criticisms, and most of all turning 18 gave me a taste of the adult life that is to come. Applying for the SSS taught me how to handle stress and showed me that there will be worse to come. If anything, knowing that has made me a more positive person for I can see it will be needed to help get through hard times. I am proud to blog happiness and the lessons I have been learning on this strange trip called life. To me, it does not matter what age you are. An 18 year old is just as lost as an 80 year old but that's what keeps life interesting. We are all searching the answers to living and find our mistakes to be the best part. Like I've said before, I cannot wait to get old. The stories of how I learned to live and the path I am still taking to find that answer will be wonderful for me to tell. I do not care if the answer does not exist. The mistake of me believing it certainly isn't hurting my life, it's actually improving. So to answer the question of what I have learned over the first 12 weeks of my Senior Year would be how to experience life with small mistakes. They really are what is worth living for in life. Perfection is boring; I'd always rather be accident prone.

Ta Ta for now, see you again when the times call for it.

RIP

When we first met
It was nothing special

We were never friends
Never once did we become buddies

Not even are we family
For our blood runs different

Yet there is one thing about you
That made me feel as if you were

You fought for my future
And battled for our country

Your courage on that fateful day
Is what will keep my children safe one day

RIP PFC Ira B. Laningham
Your community and country loved you

Mother Nature Wanted a Visit

Sometimes hopeless is hopeful and I certainly learned that yesterday
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I was returning from an evening of studying when I found myself with no ride home. I pondered my fate and came across a blessing called my girlfriend's truck. She managed to get me home in one piece, we kissed, then departed. I strolled to my front door and reached my front pockets for my keys....and found it to be empty. I scramble through every possible opening in my jeans and backpack with the same result. I plopped my self in a chair outside and tried to think where my keys could have ended up. A few minutes later, the answer came to me in the form of a phone call from my girlfriend: I left them at her house.

So their I was, trapped outside in 95 degree weather with very few options. I as I do in stressful situations, I pulled out a book and began reading it. This strange sensation came over me when I began the book and it made me feel a bit uncomfortable. Thinking it was the heat, I hooked up my iPod to a portable speaker I have to distract myself from it. Once the music started I felt it. It was the feeling from before. It was a feeling I had not felt for so long. It was relaxation and not just any ol' relaxation; it was relaxation from being with nature. I read and hear music all the time inside the comfort of a modern home but being outside brought out a different feel. The calm breeze, smell of trees, and beautiful color of the sky brought me back to Mother Nature herself. I actually wanted to be outside. I felt like I was in a world all of my own free of stress despite the situation I was in. When help finally came, I frowned at the thought of leaving this comfort zone. I learned something from it though.

Modern life has it wonderful comforts but with it comes quite a lot of stress. Work, school, and just life can sometimes bring one down. Yet we forget that the greatest stress reliever exists just right outside your door. Nature's beauty will open it's arms out to you and relax every last nerve you have. Reading, writing, constructing a machine, or just simply sitting become much more enjoyable when you place your being in Nature. I am actually typing this outside and have it enjoyed it more than any other post I have done to this day. I highly suggest to you masses to let Mother Nature spoil you for a bit. You certainly will not regret it.

Ta Ta for now, see you again when times call for it

Not Everyone Can Be Marty McFly

It is about this time of the year when schools, parents, and friends often give the pressure of completing or starting any forms you may have that relate to a certain word which will be glued to my mind for the next four years: college. Needless to say, I have been on top of my applications to the point where I have already been accepted! This does sound like good news to the average ear but the reality of it is actually bad and I realized this before it was too late.

It all started on September 23, 2011. I was attending the band (7 years on the trumpet) bus headed back home and enjoying it with 3 great friends. We were having the time of our lives telling stories, trading advice, and generally causing a ruckus for everyone. Not my most mannered moment but remember, all gentleman have a wild moment here and there. Anyways, once we got home I was hit with sadness. I did not know why and had to think for about a day until I got an answer.

Since the beginning of my Senior Year I have been occupying all of my time with nothing but applications of all sorts. To this day I can remember nothing else. I did not create a single Senior Year memory until that day. I sacrificed memories for planning towards the future. A future where I would be missing some of my past because I forgot the present.

Thankfully I learned then before it was too late. I believe being on time to turn in college applications is good, even gentlemanly, but you can not let it take over your life. I may have noticed it now but I will regret missing making memories with friends I may no longer see next year. Do not be the fool who misses the present for the future.

Ta ta for now, see you again when times call for it

Losing = Learning

I learned an important lesson today and felt in today's world of competition, the rest of you should as well.

For some time now, I have had pride in my test scores. A gentleman can not survive without intelligence and having something to prove that is helpful. As of today, I can no longer hold that pride for someone blew my scores straight out the water. This person succeeded where I had failed and my pride did feel a sting of pain. Then it hit me: jealousy, a gentleman's worst enemy. I disliked feeling like this as it shows weakness in a man and I needed to find sanity in literature. Instead of opting for Jules Vern, I went for a different classic. He is a man who we have all grown up with and have even ridden our first trolley thanks to his life lessons. His name is Fred Rogers but we mostly know him as THE Mr. Rogers. I purchased a biography about him titled "The World According to Mr. Rogers". In it, I found an inspirational story. It stated, and I quote:

"A young apprentice applied to a master carpenter for a job. The older man asked him, “Do you know your trade?” “Yes, sir!” the young man replied proudly. “Have you ever made a mistake?” the older man inquired. “No, sir!” the young man answered, feeling certain he would get the job. “Then there’s no way I’m going to hire you,” said the master carpenter, “because when you make one, you won’t know how to fix it.”


I instantly felt inspired and changed. I didn't need to feel jealous towards a loss or mistake I made but instead had to learn. Take it like this. You and another are taking a test. You get a 70 and the other passes with a perfect paper. The other person has learned nothing from this test taking experience and will leave the room with an ego. You, on the other hand, will have learned from the wrong choices you picked and will leave the room with a higher level of knowledge. You will remember these mistakes for the rest of your life, improve off of them, and become a better person; all from a low grade! How dare I, the LoneGentleman, pass up such an amazing opportunity to learn! This person obviously knows something I do not and I can learn from them just by asking. Instead of moping like some sort of sloth, I can go ask questions on how they earned this score. We could even share methods and refine each other. To you masses, I say jealousy is not only a sign of weakness but a loss for yourself in personal refinement. 2nd place needs to ask 1st what they did to get there. Knowledge is meant to be shared not blocked by silly childish rivalry. Maybe I need to go out and make a new friend now.


Ta ta for now, see you again when times call for it.

The Rules Of Hallow's Eve

What to do on Hallow's Eve, A Gentleman's Guide

1. Never dress up on the intent of scaring a small child. Instead, opt for a simple "Boo" if in want of a little fright

2. If you are passing out candy, do not hold back. Give out good, tasteful candy. After all, you will give the child happiness and not have to deal with the rush of sugar later

3. Let your own costume be tasteful. Never wear anything sold in a super market as the manual-labor glue will not hold through out the night.

4. Drunk = loss of gentmanly sense. Due to the invention of cameras, taperecorders, video recorders, facebook, college, etc, your wasted night of "fun" will last for more than one night

5. Have fun but, as stated before, hold your sense of manners. Just because it is a holiday, does not mean you should "howl all day" like some sort of animal

6. If you must trick someone, look up a group of fellows named "The Three Stoogies". This is not how you should trick. Instead, just a light tap on the head will do

7. Make your candy last. Do not eat it all in one night as the resulting crash will insure you do not wake the next morning

8. Know your way around a computer. This will be needed as you will not follow any of the above rules and will need to delete any source of your "fun in a thousand definitions" night before it becomes "facebook offical"

All in all, it does not matter how you act tonight as long as the traces of it do not exist. Every gentleman has his wild nights; he just knows how to clean up properly afterwards

Stay safe and Happy Holloween

Ta ta for now, see you again when the times call for it

*The LoneGentleman does not endorse any of the above information and is not to be held responsible for any reputation damaging events*

Birthdays

To start this party off, I say "Happy Birthday" to my wonderful girlfriend (yes, the lonegentleman is taken) who just turned 18. I hope you have a wonderful day and continue having trillions more. Now, as many things do, this has caused me to think of something: parties in relation to your age. I can clear as day remember my fifth birthday. It was Harry Potter themed with party ballons, games, and the lot. Now, at 18, I only went to the local pizza parlor and did not do much. The strange thing is I am perfectly fine with this except I did not know why until my girlfriend's birthday party. We only attended a resturant and I relized we had a lot of fun just being together. Now this could be just because we are a couple but then I see this with everyone else around me. I think the reason for this is as youngsters, we believe our birthday parties happen because we think we are the center of the world. Now, as adults, we realize just how many others are out there. This can be taken bad as you can see yourself as little or you can take it the right way: positive. By finding we are not the center of the universe, we can find the possibly of  friendship instead of attention. We don't need people shouting our names in praise of living and can instead find happiness in companionship while living. Needless to say there are some people who never get to learn this and sell their personalities for attention. We view these people as annoying because of their lack of maturity but one day they have to grow up. If they do not, they will never live for themselves but always for others. It is sad to see people like this but I hope to anyone out there reading you will take the lesson. As a gentleman, it is my duty to make sure I can better society in anyway. Funny what a simple birthday can make someone think.
Ta ta for now, see you again when the times call for it.

Age = Wisdom

I have officially become a true gentleman for as of October 14, 2011, the LoneGentleman has turned 18. Per the usual things that come with this age, I faced a rather hard challenge that goes by the name "The Selective Service System". For those of you who do not know, The Selective Service System is a program for which a 18-year-old male must sign. So one may ask "what is so difficult about this?". As a response I would say, "You are signing up for the armed forces draft.". If America needed men for any time of difficulty, you can be called out. Now, do not get me wrong. I do not disagree with the SSS too much. It is any honor for anyone to go to service for one's country but it is a different story for some males like my self when we find out we can be drafted. The idea of one being called out to go to war with little warning is a tad scary. Even though no one has been drafted since 19  , that is still almost 40 years. I am just worried at the wind though as the future looks clear and a positive attitude keeps it looking clearer. I should note to anyone who may be getting ready for the age of 18 to not be too nervous about it like I was; we need not to worry about anything beyond our eyes. Thinking about my advice did bring up a nicer topic: age is not something to avoid. Just a week ago I was in stress over signing for the SSS and now I don't have an ounce of concern. This came about over time from living. I became wiser just by muddling over my thoughts for a period of time. That was a week now imagine years, decades. I am only 18 and I can not express in words how exciting it is to me to one day be 60 or 70. I can only dream of the amount of wisdom I will gain by then, the knowledge I will have collected, and the stories I will have to tell. To me, the equation of life should be

Life = wisdom(age) + experience x happiness
(life equals wisdom times age plus experience times happiness)

This is what I have learned over 18 years of life. The possiblies of age are endless. It's a gift that needs to be viewed better than the curse society sees it as. This is coming from a young adult, why cannot experienced adults see it the same? I believe that when you do, you will find how much more happiness will be within you and how much more money will be in your pocket after your "ageless creme budget" goes under.

Ta ta for now, see you again when the times call for it

Good Fortune!

I am proud to state having a deviantART account has been a wonderful experience. I have met many talented writers and have been reviewed by just as many. It is a wonderful commuinty of artists of which I am glad to have joined. It has also taught me a lesson in my every growing study of life. We as humans need to toss fear to the wind and go out to meet others like yourself. I never knew such talent existed until I expanded my views to DA. The happiness that courses through my body is wonderful everytime I see someone comment on an entry I posted. I does not matter to me if it is for or against what I wrote, what does matter is someone who I have never met in my life took the time to say something about what I worked on. There is no greater feeling for an artist, visual or verbal, than this. As an end note, I thank you deviantART for allowing such talent in your arms

Until next time, see you when the times call for it

Schooling

I am broadcasting from inside a building of education and doing so because I am not learning. Instead, I will be a better teacher than the one who is not present in the classroom. Today I learned of what a epitaph is. An epitaph is the saying written on the tomestone at your death. It can be RIP or something much more witty. A well written one can even display the deceased's personality. So I ask the masses, what do you want your epitaph to state? Mine would say something along the lines of "A gentleman til the end/A laughter from the start/ The heavens called/ And he went out in a stroll/ He left in high hopes/even while his soul rests six feet under"
Ta ta for now, see you again when the times call for it

Taking another step

Here is phase two of my plan  and I am happy to state it goes a bit like this: 5T7P4ZTQV3KB

Ta ta for now, see you again when times call for it

Reaching out to the masses

I have begun my gentlemanly quest to enlighten other's hearts with little success. Therefore, I have enacted a new plan. The views of this lone gentleman have now reached out to DeviantArt. There, I hope to find at least one person who's day I can change for the better. They can be stranger or friend but to know I have accomplished my gentleman's duties would be fantastic. I have no idea how far this will go but if it goes as far as the dirt under my feet then so be it. At least I gave it a good running chance and I will always be proud of that. Ta ta for now, see you when times call for it.

Afternoon

Today is an excellent day to be alive and you may ask why. No matter what your surroundings are, you can have good knowledge in knowing Monday is labor day thus resulting in a lovely three day weekend. I suggest to any one of you who can celebrate this holiday to spend it in good company; family, friends, and such. For those who must work, relax a bit at it and give yourself a moment off. If you are bunkered down in caution of a hurrican and can not locate your nearest bbq pit, gather the family around a flashlight and tell stories of your childhood or even of the ghost type. Do not let your enviroment worry your attitude for you always have the power to let your eyes see things positive. Ta ta for now, see you again when the time calls for it

First and Foremost

Hello out there, incoming message from a new blogger. My name is the LoneGentleman and I stand by that name for better or worse. I have decided to start a blog after seeing recent news. With hurricanes, wars, and dollar loss I realized how few good news was around. And as a gentleman, one of my most important duties is to make sure I keep everyone as positive as a battery's side (the + one of course). I can only hope I can attract attention out there to the masses and for now I will leave you with this. I promise there will be much more entertaining and worthy reading in the future. If you believe so, do vote on the poll below or comment. The opinions of anyone matter to me, even the ghastly trolls. Ta ta for now, see you when times call for it