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by David Todd McCarty | Monday, December 28, 2015

Why I Still Love John Denver:
And Don’t Give A Shit If You Do Or Not

There is nothing worse than abandoning something you love because it falls out of favor, isn’t the latest thing, or just isn’t considered cool anymore. I’m not talking about shit going out of style. We all look back and groan at hairstyles, clothing options and music tastes. I’m talking about not running with the herd. I’m talking about standing up when it’s easier to go along.

It’s hard to say no when everyone else says yes. It takes a lot more strength to be a person of integrity than to go with the flow. But ultimately, I’ve found, you get a lot more respect. It doesn’t even matter if you’re right or not. Having the strength of your convictions, or even just pride in your own weird preferences, makes for a stronger person. It’s better to be wrong sometimes, than risk never having an original thought.

Most people are sheep. It’s not always their fault. Stupid people don’t always have the mental fortitude to buck the system and I’ve got news for you—they’re happier people for it. It’s no fun bucking the system. It’s much easier to hide out with the herd.

But if you’re like me, you’d rather sit on the outside and be eaten by wolves than huddle with the masses.

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by David Todd McCarty | Thursday, August 27, 2015

 

I don’t do cards. Not for birthdays, anniversaries, graduations, baptisms, funerals or Christmas. Never did. I don’t believe in them.

In 1996 I met a woman who didn’t believe in cards either. We were married a year later. I’m not saying that was the only reason, but certainly a contributing factor.

She also liked John Denver, so there’s that.

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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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