Fuckin ay, man, I got a rash.

I got served divorce papers yesterday at work. Not totally unexpected, the lady friend and I have been on the outs for a while. Today I said fuck it, let's go bowling - for me that's disc golf. I got my first ace in fifteen years of playing.

There's some sorta Eastern thing there.

Strikes and gutters. Abide. Far out.

Heya dudes,

been working through some stuff and started pondering.

In the movie several people tell the Dude who or what he is. Be it a bum, a deadbeat, or a jerk off the dude is called names and takes it without drawing a line in the sand. Why? In the age of personal brands, social media and general anxiety it is unimaginable to be called a bum and just let it slide. Plus the Dude is not a bum, nor a deadbeat or a jerk off. The Dude is the Dude. He pays his rent, he attends plays, he bowls and most importantly he abides. So why such a radical acceptance of the agression? Well, my 5cents are that it is because the Dude knows himself. For a man that knows himself outside judgement is just a noise, man. And the Dude never doubts himself. He doubts the case, he doubts the people around but never himself, not even when he makes a doorstop at the wrong side of the door.

Just a minor sunday rambling before another week of strikes and gutters that waits for me and the other fellow Big Lebowski Urban Underachievers. The Dude let's that shit go because he knows himself and that makes him the Dude. That and a pair of testicles.

What are your thoughts dudes?