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by David Todd McCarty | Saturday, September 5, 2015

 

Guns are made to kill.

That is their sole purpose. Certain guns such as hunting rifles and shotguns are meant to be used to kill animals, presumably for food, but not always. No one is eating a Rhino.

Handguns and assault weapons, have just one purpose: To kill humans. There is no other purpose in making or owning a handgun or assault rifle. There just isn’t.

Either you intend to kill a person, or you intend on fantasizing about killing a person. You can claim you want a gun so you can shoot at paper targets, and most of the time that target is shaped like a human torso and head. So, what are you thinking about when you shoot that target in the head?

You don’t need a gun, you just want one. A lot of us do.

We are fascinated with guns. They’re powerful. They’re scary. There is a reason they’re black and not bright pink. They look fucking cool. They must us feel fucking cool. And we want one.

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by David Todd McCarty | Thursday, August 27, 2015

 

I can’t stand people who only talk about themselves.

Why should I be concerned about your life, your kids, your needs, your fears, when I have so many other issues to be annoyed by? It’s a little selfish if you ask me.

I don’t want to offend anyone, but seriously, what we really need are more people who are sensitive to the feelings of others. Maybe take a break from your silly problems for a minute to reflect on the ongoing hell that is my life as I try to navigate a world full of people who only think of themselves. It’s crazy, right? I can’t be the only one who feels this way.

Take Facebook for instance.

Do we really need to read another post from some blowhard who believes he knows better than everyone else? “I don’t like this. I like this. You should think this way. Your an idiot.“

It gets old right?

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by David Todd McCarty | Tuesday, August 25, 2015

 

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

These forty-five words encompass the most basic of American rights: freedom of religion, freedom of speech, freedom of the press, the right of assembly, and the right of petition.

One might argue that it’s the basis, not only for our system of government, but our entire culture in these United States. The freedom of expression looms large in our political landscape; but also in our view of individual expression and the freedom from oppression.

But since nearly the beginning, it was understood as a delicate balance between the rights of the individual and the good of the whole.

This morning I was flipping through Facebook and I came across a series of disturbing posts concerning an off-campus residence at Old Dominion University who’s residents had decided to paint signs on bedsheets that hung from their balcony that read things like,

“Freshman daughter drop off”
“Rowdy and Fun. Hope your baby girl is ready for a good time…”
“Go ahead and drop off Mom too…”

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by David Todd McCarty | Monday, August 24, 2015

 

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about what form the podcast will take; In fact, I’ve been thinking about it ever since the idea entered my brain.

Will it be a Marc Maron style thing where I rant for a bit, then interview people? Not likely.

Or will it be more like Bill Burr’s podcast where he basically just rants nonstop for an hour? Not sure I can do it.

I never imagined it to be an interview show, because as much as I like the few people who I call friends, I’m not sure I can just interview my friend Bob and ask him how painting houses is going. Who knows, maybe I can, but generally speaking it’s very different interviewing celebrities. People tune it to hear the celebrity.

I’m not sure if I can carry the podcast by myself, meaning I’m not sure I can just talk nonstop for 30-60 minutes and keep it interesting. I think I need a foil. A sidekick. Someone to challenge my thinking. Someone to yell at. Someone to make me laugh, or maybe more importantly, someone to laugh at my jokes.

I need an Ed McMahon.

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by David Todd McCarty | Saturday, August 22, 2015

The world will break your heart ten ways to Sunday. That’s guaranteed. I can’t begin to explain that. Or the craziness inside myself and everyone else. But guess what? Sunday’s my favorite day again. I think of what everyone did for me, and I feel like a very lucky guy.

– Silver Linings Playbook

When I was a kid, Sundays were always very special days in my house. First, there was always church. My father was an elder and we were involved in Sunday school and youth group. My parents held small groups and Bible studies. We recruited kids to go to Vacation Bible School in the summer and participated in Christmas Pageants in the winter.

But after church, we rested. My parents were serious about the Day of Rest. And rest we did.

We would all have lunch together, usually something fairly light, and then it was free time. We rarely did things as a family on Sunday outside of church, unless you consider napping together on the coach, family time. We all kind of went our separate ways. Read a book. Watched TV. Go outside to play.

It was glorious.

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by David Todd McCarty | Monday, August 10, 2015

 

I’m an inside guy. I like being inside. Everyone wants me to go outside—especially my wife. But almost everything I want to do is inside. Inside is nice. It’s warm in the winter, and cool in the summer. I have wireless, my computer, my books, a nice chair, ice, alcohol. It’s all right there in one convenient place. Isn’t this why we moved out of the wilderness and built homes in the first place? It’s nice inside.

I wasn’t always this way. There was a time where I was much more of an outdoors guy. Golfing. Surfing. Hiking. Camping. Fishing. Biking.

I used to mow my own lawn. I liked it. There is a lot to be said about mowing your own lawn. I found it very therapeutic. Very organized. Nice sense of accomplishment. But now I have a service and I complain about how they mow my lawn. It’s not the same.

I just don’t feel the pressure to be outside like I used to. I think a lot of it comes down to the fact that I no longer give a shit if I’m tan. This is why I don’t really go to the beach anymore. I haven’t been surfing in awhile and I really don’t care if I’m tan. I just sit there, sweating, thinking, “Man, it’s really hot. How long until we can go home?” I swear the best part about going to the beach was coming home.

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by David Todd McCarty | Wednesday, August 5, 2015

 

I’m sure that should just be the title of my blog. You People Are Pissing Me Off. Also the title of my autobiography and the inscription on my tombstone, two things my father likes to point out when faced with an undeniable self-truth: “That’s should be the title of your autobiography.”

Another recent revelation came in the form of an email I wrote to said father, in response to an email he sent out to the family where he explained that he had struggled his whole life with being a success. How important it was to him. How much pressure he put on himself. How he too often felt less than perfect. I replied that while I didn’t think I was any healthier than he was, I was, in fact, my own favorite person. We’re not sure where that came from. Some would call it egocentric, maybe even selfish, but it’s much more complicated than that.

I’m an introvert. Not many people actually knows what that means. Most people, or at least most extroverts, think it means you’re shy, or quiet. It doesn’t. It also doesn’t mean the same thing to everyone. But in a nutshell, it means I don’t like crowds, loud noises, small talk, parties, lots of stimuli or more or less anything that doesn’t interest me. I prefer writing to speaking. I prefer to work on my own, not in a group. I need time to think and expand on topics before I have an opinion about them. I prefer to spend time alone than almost anything. Yes, I know, it sounds very anti-social.

The fact is, most introverts are highly intelligent, very sensitive, emotional beings. We just don’t have any patience for your bullshit and we need a lot of down time.

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by David Todd McCarty | Wednesday, August 5, 2015

 

I want to talk to you today about civility. That thing that separates us from the birds of the air and the beasts of the field. The ability to live in a society free from mayhem simply because we choose to think about how our actions affect other people. In short, I want to talk to you about traveling single file.

I realize this might be something of a mystery to some of you, so let me explain.

For centuries, animals and humans have traveled through the world single file. Often it was to hide their numbers, or to keep a lower profile from predators or enemies. In our modern world, traveling single file means thinking about those around you. To put the good of the whole, ahead of the desires of the one.

Now some of you are saying, “I still don’t understand.” So let me further explain for those of you who don’t understand the concept of traveling single file.

You’re the people who walk side by side on the airport people mover keeping me from getting home to my family and loved ones as you blithely stand motionless while discussing the breakfast burrito you had in Tuscon.

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