For the longest time now, I've wanted to really write something. I have a mass of ideas in my head, but due to...well..life...and my A.D.D....the thoughts come out at the times in which I am no where near a place to write, one of these places is the shower.

I don't what it is about bathrooms that spark the creative mind for me, but that is often where I get the majority of my ideas. I know musicians claim that the acoustics in the bathroom are often top notch...however not being a musician I wouldn't know. Maybe my brainwaves bounce off the tiles better in there then in my own bedroom? Who knows.

One thing I do know is Thanksgiving is Thursday. What do I have to be thankful for? People always ask that question during this holiday and the generic answers usually flow from everyone; "my family", "my health", "my job."

I'm tired of generic. Everywhere you look in the world, all you see is generic, same old bull in pretty much every corner you look. Hardly anyone dares to be different any more and those who do are met with unoriginal, scared stiff's. People are so afraid to take chances in this society that we've become soft. I'd rather see a bunch of free thinkers take an original chance on something, be it movies, art, way of life or whatever...then see the same old boring crap everywhere I look.

Directly across from where i'm presently working, I get to see a "photo studio" where the brainless bimbos, who might I add have zero clue what they're doing for the most part, pile on tons of crap in an attempt to, and i'm trying to remember exactly what a friend of mine said here..."make you feel better about yourself." This means they assume you go in feeling bad about yourself. This to me is a dangerous assumption. Made all the more dangerous by the fact that it's being made by people who should not be operating a clicky pen let alone a camera.

I'll be the first to admit that I know very little about the technical side of photography, but I am at least trying. Like I said, I have A.D.D...so learning tech...I wonder if I can make a boat outta tin foil, i bet it'd...where was I...oh yeah, cameras. I will be the first to tell you that it's tough for me...but I at least try. Yesterday I was calf deep in muck that oozed all sorts of evil...seriously, it started out as tan mud, but once you put your foot in it, it came out black and yellow. I did this in an effort to get some of the best photos I've gotten in a long time. These photos will go up on my website, and people will not buy them, because the economy is crap...or because they'd rather go to crappy "photo-studios" where they pile on so much after effect to a photo i'm pretty sure it wouldn't even make it into Star Wars Episode 3.005-2.

So to those morons I am thankful for continuing to ruin photography for those of us who truly want to make something of it.

What else am I thankful for? I could go on again about how much the Weather Channel had gone downhill do to NBC's involvement, but who wants to hear that?

Maybe I could be thankful for high beam headlights and death metal...which will hopefully continue to keep the deer away from my car?

What about all those happy people roaming this world? Should I be thankful for them, and the fact that sight of all them being so damn happy makes me taste vomit...or maybe it's just whatever i'm smelling coming over from jersey. I'm glad that everyone has jobs they love and great paychecks and is happy with someone. Really, I am. Continue to live it up. I am thankful that everyone is happy.

This is one of the many things I don't get about this holiday. The fake-ness of it all. No one is really thankful for this stuff. They merely want to ingest as much tryptophan as humanly possible, watch over pampered athletes slam into each other, and then wake up at the crack of dawn to make working peoples lives a living hell.

Anyone that works retail on black Friday deserves a friggin medal, because lemme tell ya, I know a lot of people say "oh i'm not that bad when it comes to Christmas shopping." Well...you know what? Yes you friggin are. Not one retail employee is happy to see you that day. In fact, most of us probably wish bad things upon you and your 8 bags of crap in one hand and screaming child in the other.

Most people would be afraid to freely admit to those feelings, but I however simply don't care. Like earlier noted, I'm being a free-thinker. And ya know what? That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy in my funparts.

Does this make me a bad person? I don't think so. Does it make me think the Apocalypse is coming? No. As a matter of fact, we will all be here after 2012. Why? Well for starters, If Marty McFly and Doc Brown taught us anything, we will be here till at least 2015.

And for that...I am thankful. I am also thankful that this year will nearly be over, despite the fact I'll likely be spending it the same way I started it. Sitting on a couch by myself in my living room with a box of Cheez-It's and a bottle of Pepsi.

Oh, i'm also thankful for Chocolate too.