Outcast at get togethers

So, so far I've posted a few things about a variety of topics, however none of them have hinted why calling this blog "Living in a CB World". Well, here's the first example of why believe it's true. You know how Charlie Brown never gets invited to parties, never receives a Valentine's card, and never is told he's a great guy by his friends (until some redeeming event transpires), well same thing happens to me. For example, a little less than a month ago, an acquaintance of mine threw a birthday party, which I attended. I didn't know many people there but there were a couple I did and I tried to join their conversations a few times, only to be rejected and shunned by those around me. I walked through that place more times than I'd cared to admit looking for someone to talk to, only to have people turn their backs on me and ignore my presence when I approached. Maybe, I'm reading something into that, but when things happen to make me feel this way, then perhaps these various items/events should be handled differently so I don't feel ostracized.

theatrical greed

So over the course of this past week, I've encountered a few people who didn't want to work a show because there wasn't a stipend involved or they were going to work a different show because it paid more. This really does perplex me as I worked for more than five years in the theatre not receiving a stipend at all. It's also surprising and disheartening that this is happening when several other cities around the state (one of which is much larger than my current one) have been pretty lax on paying individuals involved with the show. Don't get me wrong, I understand people need money for all sorts of things, but I've always used money from other sources and am always gracious for any compensation that I do receive. BTW...I'm not trying to make myself sound better than anyone else, I think I just come from a different background than other people. Stipends should be looked at as a gratuitous act not as a necessity for working a show. It's sad when people start saying no thanks when they can't get the money they desire. Greed is an ugly trait for anyone to possess.

hot peppers / coffee

well, like i said, there are going to be a few posts right at first and this is yet another about what you may see on here. Two things I seem to enjoy are hot peppers and roasting my own coffee. I'm trying to grow hot peppers in my yard, although not having much luck, and will try to keep things updated regarding them. Coffee is something finding myself getting involved with and possibly even helping someone open a coffee bar in the near future. Anyway, not much else about this one right now. Just figured let you know a couple of interests.

Good samaritan or a bitch?

so one of the main things I've had bug me lately and something I've no clue if it's true (and should definitely get to the bottom of) is a comment that transpired about a month ago. While attending a couple's wedding (and under the impression that they were very good friends) I was told by someone that I was the bride's bitch. Now, I've always been the good samaritan type, going out of my way to help others at the drop of a hat, or always being there when someone needed either a helping hand or a shoulder to lean on. It's in my nature, was something my ex-wife was highly drawn to, and something I guess people somewhat take for granted about me nowadays. However, none of these actions I have ever intended to be claimed someone's bitch. Maybe that's the problem, too many people only watching out for themselves, that when they see someone assist another person, that person is labeled their bitch. I don't know, but to be honest, I didn't care for it, and really do need to get to the bottom of it... stay tuned for more regarding this.

Unintentionally Offensive

So, thinking about this blog, it made me realize that a number of things I may write on here could be construed as being offensive to those the subject matter pertains to. Well, to be honest, I'm sorry but get over it. There's a reason why I'm posting things on here and in a number of cases, it's because what I'm talking about offended me. I don't mean any harm, but I am allowed to have my own voice and I'm tired of being the person who is almost always at fault. If you don't like what I've got to say about something, maybe you shouldn't have said it in the first place.

So what's the point of yet another blog?

So I got to thinking the other day about being able to relay different things that go on in my life and realizing it was more than either FB or Twitter would allow. Being that I've really no one in this world to talk to on a regular basis, besides myself and two canines, I decided I should write a blog. I honestly don't give a crap who reads this thing, what people think about it, or if anyone even bothers to look at it to begin with. But it is my own voice and it's making me feel better than carrying on conversations with the aforementioned semi-attentive choices. So, what to expect on here: well pretty much anything. Whatever is bugging me, or I've got questions about, or just want to voice my opinion on, I'm going to post. Like I said, I don't care if anyone ever reads this, but it's giving me a place to vent: hence the URL (ventingjoe). Case don't know, and why should you, my name really is Joe. As to the caption of the site (Living in a CB World), the CB refers to Charlie Brown. During the course of this blog, it should become pretty transparent why I believe I'm living a Charlie Brown life. I will say, and history will probably prove this, there are definitely going to be A LOT of posts right at first, probably quite a few this evening. However, as time progresses, they may wane for a while and then come back and may even be months before the next post (although to be honest, not sure who has a post of this nature that doesn't let it slip once and a while). Anyway, read it if you like, don't if you like, I don't really care. From here on out, I'm tired of being bottled up and have chosen to let my voice be heard.