Monday nuclear flaming

[Brotherman]

Bad guys were definitely the worst threat.

I just would really like to know why.

I'd mostly bet it's because we have two forward facing eyes.

The older you get though, the less likely it is you want to hurt other people, and just want to be left alone.

You made a Wisdom drop. 
How old are you? I am 36 and all I wish for is that the rest of the world can kill themselves in peace. I talk to God about my smartass outlook on life and dark sense of humor and in return I end up a broken and damaged 30 something year old.

My son is 37. I turn 60 in less than 60 days.

You're doing good. You're smart. You're making things happen for yourself. You get along ... and people like you. You only 'think' you're broken and damaged. You ain't.

Remember to charge your customers what _you_ are worth ... and you'll do just fine. An E-8 buddy of mine used to smith Ted Nugent's guns ... and got paid what he was worth. Still wasn't enough to pay the light bill by the end of the year.  IOW ... don't give up your day job if it's paying the bills.

I am broken, I gave up a good percent of my hearing and I speak like a retard because of a rattled head after rockets and shelling that I don't get covered by the va, A good bit of eye sight astuity has been lost because I weld and can't always afford new shit and people I work for don't or can't pay. I have issues with pain and suffering from broken bones I deployed with on as 100% you know pre deployment check in the box but cpl brotherman got broken ribs, a busted clavical and a disseminated scapula, he's good to go because a marine in mcmap training took me down during mount and guard training didn't know there was a steam pipe in the tall grass and I got took down on it hard. That was ok for me to fight a war with. Now I am older that shit hurts all the time but no recourse no nothing because apparently that wasn't in my medical record. My copy don't matter because mine is not considered an official copy because it was from the naval hospital but not logged in my SRB. I am broken, I served this country in 4 terms of war over 6 years of my life. I am only what I am now and no longer what I was before, I say to folks you don't know what it feels like to tell me your head hurts unless you are bleeding out of your ears and nose. 

I am about as smart as I can be, I am trying that cognitive sort of learning, memorizing shit like a kims game I don't need to know the answer I wish for the intelligence to be able to find the answer because I know nothing. I do have a talent I was born with that many people don't have, I can see colors most of all of people can't see, I noticed this when teaching myself how to paint and buying off the shelf oil paints that were supposed to be the same color. I complain to my girl and said this isn't the color I need or want and won't mix well with the other to get the shade I need. Sure as shit I took it back and made a complaint and the register person looked it up and said hey you are right there is a recall on lots of this because during mixing apparently the shit ran out. I took a monochrome and a polychrome test shortly after when thinking about going to artschool at SCAD. The result of that particular test claims I see 118% more color in an abstract image on a digital platform. 

Before Gunsmithing school I thought about art school first, they wanted me in the worst way after submitting my personal portfolio of work. They would have accepted me 100% in sequential art due to my work in comic books and story boarding ability. I ultimately said no because I cannot see a future in my life using my skills and abilities utilized for other peoples agendas and I said I am making some fucking guns.

When I finish my first set of guns, I am making dueling pistols, I am going to show you, the people close to me, and the world what sort of artist, craftsman, and gunsmith I really am. My first set of pistols are going to resemble mermaids and it is because my wimmins always wanted me to tattoo mermaids on her but I never wanted to so I said I will make some wedding pistols =) she loved it she inspired it 

and I am brotherman, former marine, trash eating badger, asshole extraordinaire