Decisions

So Many Choices!

There isn’t a soul on this earth exempt from having to make a decision. Writing this blog was a decision. Pretty much everything we do on a regular basis is executed whether it be done using a lengthy thought process or a choice that seems almost involuntary, one made on auto-pilot if you will. Nevertheless, both are decisions and regardless of your personal situation, however dire it may seem at times, they require each of us to answer yes or no.

I go on this tangent because I find that I will have a number of difficult decisions to make in the coming months. Most of these will relate to family, some to friends as well as other facets of my life. I don’t relish having to make them. They don’t excite me. They don’t give me the urge to jump up and down. They will drain me mentally and I expect that, but as I have and always will do…I will render a decision and be accountable for the outcome.

What irks me in relation to others is how often people tend to pass the buck and avoid responsibility for a conscious decision. If you are drunk and have sex with someone else (probably drunk also), you have made a decision to do this. Therefore if a woman becomes pregnant as a result of this, both parties should be accountable for the decision they’ve made and carry it out to term and care for the child whether their relationship flourishes or crashes.

Passing the buck is something done in the workplace as well. I’ve seen it time and time again. When a big project is shown to have a flaw in it or a production goes south…there is always someone that is trying to cushion the blow or slink away from the situation in an attempt to remove themselves from the issue at hand. On occasion, it can be the decisions you DON’T make that hinder you more often than the ones that you do.

For anyone that reads this blog, please do yourself a favor: Think before you act and be accountable for the choices that you make. Because if you do that in a virtuous manner, you’ll always be able to look at yourself in the mirror with pride knowing that you did what was right. That’s all I’ve got for now. Hope to blog with you all soon.

Signing off,

Robby Radio

Port Authority Adventures!

Pooch stuffed in backpack by owner for ride home.

Pooch stuffed in backpack for ride home.

Tonight’s journey home made me realize the peculiarity of life at times.

I’m a people watcher for the most part, I don’t always key in on one person over another, but once in awhile, they draw you to them, whether they want the attention or not. I take the bus home from work most days/nights and as I was awaiting my bus’ arrival, I stood behind a man with a rather large backpack. Now some might wonder if this man was what we’d refer to as suspicious with the fear and paranoia we carry around with us on a daily basis, but in fact…this man was no threat to our security. In his backpack, he sported a medium sized canine which could not appear to be more content. I suppose he (or she) has taken this trip a time or two. Maybe they have an act they take on the road and he pays the dog in kibble…who knows?!

Now just seeing the dog with the man was not what was disturbing as I’ve seen pets transported on subways, buses, trains…and occasionally in a bagpack of some sort. But what bothered me was seeing this poor pooch actually being stuffed into the backpack before he went outside to enter the bus. This was no toy poodle. More like a golden retriever possibly or a mixed breed. But regardless, it just didn’t seem right forcing Fido into that bag…whether he/she accepted it or not. But I digress…there was more going on that just this gem.

Behind me, to my dismay, there was a man down on the ground and a convoy of police officers surrounding him. Now it seemed as if the patron had passed out. I would hope he was not beaten by the authorities, but I saw no blood, so I assumed otherwise.  I was waiting for a bus for approximately 15 minutes and as I waited, the crowd around this unfortunate traveler grew. I just hope things work out for him.

And last, but certainly not least, a crazy man was in the mix!

The man looked to be in his mid to late 40′s with glasses, a mix of dark hair with some grey…the dark prevailing and a thin frame. To my left, I see him wander aimlessly over to a man (turned out to be a driver for NJ Transit bus #32 to Nutley) and a woman just waiting like the rest of us. From the woman’s reports, he was prattling on, talking jibberish and  at one point said to the employee, “You think it’s okay, you think it’s okay?” And the driver replied, “It’ll be okay buddy.” The nut then said, “No it’s not okay, do you see my glasses, look at my glasses!” I don’t know what that means, but when dealing with irrational people, the meaning behind the words is difficult to translate.

I hope you have similar adventures in your travels…minus the sick guy of course. Be well all!!!

Robby Radio…signing off!!!

My Father

It has been a very tough time these last few months handling my father’s illnesses and frequent movement from one facility to the next. But I’m not the only one feeling the pain.

Aside from me, my sisters have also been watching my father deteriorate from a man that was once strong and in all of our eyes…nearly invincible. I’ve always felt that. Even as you’re growing into the adolescent world and learning new things, hitting college and becoming an adult and then starting families of your own, you want to believe that nothing can hurt them. You want to honestly tell yourself that they can handle anything that comes their way. But the sad truth is that they are mortal like the rest of us and while they can endure their own pain and even ours from an emotional standpoint as we’re growing up…it’s a tough realization to recognize that they are having to do that as well as manage their own pain, which at times appears to be crippling.

My mother has had a rough go of it. In the last few months since my father has been basically bed-ridden, she has found herself trying to make sense of his conditions while also making time to see him, work, and keep herself healthy, which more often than not is an arduous task. She has been drained physically, mentally and emotionally and I am astounded at how she continues to go on each and every day.

Late last week we found out that my father fell out of his bed at the facility caring for him now. This marks the third time over the last 4 months that he has had this happen. The most recent time was his last hospital stay almost 2 weeks to the day. The kicker is that there was no incident report filed. This of course allowed the hospital to temporarily sweep it under the rug. But believe you me, we are going to make certain that they face serious repercussions for their negligence.

When all is said and done, I really do hope that he will have the will and spirit to overcome all of this constant strife. I know I’ll be around to support him as will the rest of my family. I see how tough it’s been on him and I wish for him to keep fighting.

Thanks for reading,

Robby Radio

Jack vs. the Master of One

Originally posted on November 6th, 2007 on http://robbyradio.blogspot.com/

You’ve heard it before, but have you ever wondered about the importance of it?

Jack of all trades, master of none. This is something that gnaws away at my very being constantly.

I feel as if I fall within this category of people in this world. I know little bits of information about a lot of different jobs, facets of life, but have never truly felt comfortable professing absolute knowledge about any one subject overall.

Now a lot of my friends are scoffing at this notion immediately saying, “DUDE, you know a TON about sports!” Okay, so I know my fair share, but that still doesn’t make me a master, just more well versed than others.

It occurred to me last week that maybe it’s better to be a master of one, rather than jack of all, master of none. I understand the need to be well-rounded. And while I’ve NEVER been one to feel that I have to conform to the needs and wants of the masses (especially when I feel that they’re all dipshits anyway), the reality does remain that a person can have more success if he/she is specialized in a specific field of study rather than knowing a little bit here and there. Now while you might appreciate more of what life has to offer by learning as well as applying different skills throughout your life, you may also find yourself stuck in a rut, reaching a state of boredom and eventually becoming depressed in your current situation if you choose to hop from job to job.

Depending on your lifestyle, this may appeal to you and if it does, then I say, go for it!

However the older you get, the tougher it becomes to continue these patterns without certain expected consequences, whether they be financially or emotionally.

Now if you are the Master of One, then you will be in high demand wherever you go. You will know everything there is to know about a particular subject matter and this is a luxury that will afford you job offers for the rest of your life. Now the downfall is that b/c you’ve chosen to exclusively focus on one field of study rather than dabble in a little of everything, you run the risk of pigeon-holing yourself as well. Also, the same applies as it does for Jack…if you develop discontent in your current position and want to pursue something else, it may be increasingly difficult as you get older and your priorities of survival change.

I don’t know which is better. In fact, I am reaching out to those that may take a peek at this blog to give me your thoughts. I want YOU to tell me what you think is better and why. Getting a different perspective on this topic might help me unravel it a bit more in my own mind. Thanks for checking me out and hopefully staying awake…lol.

This is Robby Radio…signing OFF!

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I’m glad you all could stop by for a peek at what I have to offer here. My world is pretty simple. I have a family that I love very much, a job working for MLB.com and some views on life, the world and particularly our country tis’ of thee that will have those hamsters spinning around on that virtual wheel in your mind. I hope you come back and visit me for updates on my blogs, my photos, videos, current events and anything else I’ve got sifting around in this big ole head of mine. See you soon!

Signing off,

Robby Radio




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