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{May 27, 2011}   You Are Mine

Hi everyone! Welcome back. I know, it’s been too long.

Most of you know my niece. I’ve talked about her. I’ve shown a picture here and there. She’s just  so adorable . . . everyone agrees. Well, I’m going to show you a little window into that baby’s world; as she sees it.


I’m going to call her Sasha. I’m not sure if her mom would want me to mention her name or not . . . plus, Sasha is a cool name. I could so be a Sasha.

Let me tell you a few things about her. She’s two years old. She has beautiful blonde hair, hazel eyes and a “conquer the world” attitude. Her mom is working with her on her colors. Girl doesn’t know them all . . . but dammit, she will ask for her “purple paci”. Purple, she knows.

My oldest daughter has gotten Sasha hooked on a group called Alice Nine specifically, the lead singer Shou. Or as Sasha calls
him, Sho-Sho. She is very adamant about her feelings for him. “Sho-Sho” is . . . and I quote, “hers”. End of story. You just have to understand this one thing; don’t mess with Sho-Sho. It doesn’t matter what she is doing, when she hears the group’s music, she pops up and goes into a daze watching them. Sort of like me when I hear Charlie Daniels.

She recently enlisted my daughters help in writing him a letter. Basically, saying general things “hi, what are you doing? I have a paci” you know, really important things. Alas, before the letter is finished, she had her own things to tell him . . . some of it she told us, some she kept as a secret. People, remember she’s two. I thought I’d share the letter with you. It sort of takes me back do the second grade and the “check yes or no” letters. Sasha’s letter is a bit more . . . well, let’s just say she doesn’t give the option of using the “check box”.

Dear Sho-Sho,


I like my paci.

Where are you? 

I love you.


You are mine.



Ahhh . . . to be young again.

Until next time……Peace


{March 15, 2011}   I Am One


Hello everyone! Welcome back.

I want to share something very close to my heart with you. I know I am usually spouting off about some random silly thing that has come to my attention, but this is a very serious concern for me.

Depression is a very ugly condition. It’s also a very common condition. According to the National Institute of Mental Health, approximately 6.7% of the U.S. population over the age of 18, suffer with depression. I am one of them.

What makes my depression so upsetting is most of the time, I don’t even know why it is I m depressed at that moment. All I know is that I am feeling down, I don’t want to go anywhere, I don’t want to do anything and I find it very hard to see the joyous part of my life. As much as I love to write, even that is difficult at times.

Depression is a real issue. It’s not a matter of saying “I’m not going to be depressed” and you are instantly feeling better. If only it were that easy! In my case, it’s a waiting game. I know eventually, it will pass and I will be back to my normal self.

However, I consider myself one of the fortunate ones. “Why?”, you may ask. Because even though I suffer through bouts of depression, I also have great times of enjoyment. A lot of people, who suffer from depression, don’t even remember a time in their life without depression and don’t experience that joy.

As I get older, I have realized what’s important in life and what is simply not worth my upset. I have come to really understand all things will pass. The good, bad and ugly – it will always pass. It only matters what we do during these times in our lives and how we handle ourselves. Are we going to just stay in bed as the depression wants? Are we going to make ourselves get out of that bed and make it through the day? My choice? Even though sometimes I have to remind myself, I choose to do something about it.

I will continue to get out of bed, be apart of my children’s lives and make a make my way in this world. Even when it’s the hardest thing I feel I can do at the moment.

If you suffer from depression, or know someone who does, please be patient with them. Show them support and encourage them to seek help.

“Whatever you find hardest to do, do with all your heart.” Dahlia Lama.

Until next time……Peace


{November 30, 2010}   Confessions

Hello everyone!

What should I blog about this morning? The beauty that is the Fall season? The debate over global warming? What? No? You have been waiting on something else? Oh yes, I promised you something today, didn’t I? The launch date of my new website!

The website is going great. The tentative launch date if this Friday!!! All is on schedule, so . . .  cross your fingers, knock on wood, or say 3 hail Mary’s . . . whatever you do to stop a jinx!

The first thing I am putting into motion, is for a book to be launched at a later date, as it involves other’s input. You may have already heard. I am writing a book called “Confessions to AJ”.

That’s right. You can confess anything you want, no matter how little or how big, and you can be in the book.

Now, I assure you, on my reputation as a writer and more importantly, as a person  of integrity, you will remain anonymous. As a matter of fact, I will even put my own confession in the book!

To get involved, you may request to be my friend on Twitter at “Confessions2AJ”. I will then befriend you and you may DM me anything you like.  No names or other info will be released with the book, or anyplace else for that matter. While you are in Twitter, send me a follow on my personal twitter page, asjbraves.

You may also send me an unsigned postcard, letter, or to note to the website’s mailing address: A.J.Carroll PO Box 462, Callahan, FL 32011.

If this whole process makes you feel uncomfortable, it’s ok. You don’t have to participate. But, I’m hoping you will J

Until next time……Peace



Hello Everyone! Welcome!

Take a quick look at this picture:


What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you see the photo above? Is it “Wow, that’s a lot of money?” Maybe, I wish I had that money!”. “It must be nice to have that kind of cash!”. Any of this ring true?

Well, none of those are my first thought. They only thing I see is, “what a mess! I have to fix this.” I don’t see this as a bunch of money. I see this as a bunch of disorganized money.  And unfortunately, the “disorganized” part of the money is where my focus singles in on, and until I “fix” the money in to the proper order, I can’t begin to think long enough to be bothered with how much money is here.

This is one of the many things that really bother me. I can not concentrate if it is not done correctly.  My anxiety dates back to as far as I can remember. I think I saw my dad do it one day and it stuck with me ever since. That is when I learned that there is a correct way to organize your money.  No, I’m right on this one.

And I’m not speaking of your stocks and portfolio. Not your CD’s and Market Money Accounts. I am solely speaking of the cash you carry in your wallet or purse.

I mean there is a reason the U.S. Mint has different denominations for each note amount. You can say it has to do with the varying worth of each note, I say it’s so we know how to properly organize our cash 

Well, I am here to save you from yourselves! So, not to worry.

It is really quite simple. All you have to remember as you are organizing your cash, in all situations, is first things first. Look at all the notes, all notes should be “heads up”. Easy right?

Now that all your heads are in the upright position, for Pete’s sake, make sure they are in denominational order!! Ones, fives, tens, twenties, etc. Do you see how each one is laid out (*see photo below)? That is! This is all it takes to organizes your cash and at the same time, not send me into a full blown panic attack when I am standing in the line behind you having to watch you, with torment, put your cash away completely wrong!

 *correct way to organize cash

No one wants to see me hit the panic button over when it’s so easily avoided just by you taking the time to “heads up & money order” your cash. Please help keep my mind’s sanity by doing this small thing.

Oh, if you do find me behind you in line and you fail to follow the “heads up/money order” rule, do not be surprised if I snatch your wallet, mumbling under my breath about how dumb you have to be to not know how to organize your money. But rest assured, I will return your wallet and money, and it will be organized. So, for that, you are most welcome.

Untiil next time……Peace


Hey guys! Welcome! Can you believe this is my 31st blog?! I know, I find it hard to believe myself! Who knew I had so much trivial crap to write about! By the way, if you see Steven Seagal lurking around or asking questions, hollar at me!

To mark this special occasion, I’m going to let you in on a little secret. Well, sort of a big secret……it’s what drives me to be such a smart ass. Hey, got to blame it on something!

This is so big, it may require a national inquiry. I’d dare say, this news is as big as “Flight 19”, the Indianapolis, even the Amelia Earhart mystery. We’re talking straight out of an Agatha Christie novel. Which, by the way, did you know Agatha did her own disappearing act in 1926? Yep, still remains a mystery. If you are having trouble with any of the “mysterious disappearing acts I listed….open a history book people! Although, in all fairness to the sailors that served on the Indianapolis, this mystery was solved. Way too late, but solved just the same.

Ok, here it is, excuse me while I go “street” for a second. How NBC gonna play us like this? I admit, the last episode of “My Name Is Earl” did have its good parts. Well, all of it was good, even if it left me a little bitter at NBC.

I’ll pick up at the crucial point in the finale that really messed me up. Joy, Darnell, Randy and Earl (played by the very funny and talented Jason Lee) found out that “Dodge” is, in fact, Earl’s son and not the spawn of the evil “Lil’ Chubby” Ok. That sentence was so messed up, I’m not even going to touch it.

So, Joy ( the beautiful and hilarious Jamie Pressly) hooked up with Earl at a costume party. Not realizing she would get pregnant and later “trick” Earl into marrying her. She didn’t even know Earl until she plotted to get him drunk so she could marry him. He was just a guy in a bar who didn’t lick pool table chalk. Well, except for the one night hook up, but she didn’t know it was him so, you know, that doesn’t count. Uhm, what was that? Exactly! That was my thoughts as well. Girl and her “girls” gonna plot to marry some unknown guy in a bar because he’s the one that didn’t like the chalk? Yea, cause that’s what we look for! But surprisingly, it worked.

Earl spent years raising Dodge, thinking he wasn’t his son. When in reality, well TV reality, Dodge (I just love tying that name!) was his son. I love that. Pure genius!

Now, let’s deal with the root of all my issues. Let’s talk Earl Jr. Earl Jr (yes, they call him that each and every time they refer to him) who is maybe a year younger than Dodge is, uhm, how can I say this…..well, Earl Jr is bi-racial. Jason Lee + Jamie Pressly = a bi-racial child? Do you see the issue I’m having? And we’re not even up to the final episode! So, Earl Jr is actually, well we thought, he was Darnell’s son during the entire show.

Darnel, l played by Eddie Steeples, is so cool that you have to love him. Plus, he could kill you if he wanted too. For real. In the series premiere, Joy divorces a incapacitated Earl (he got hit by a car), moves in and later marries her long time lover Darnell. Who is African American, so Joy + Darnell = Earl Jr. Makes sense now.

Let’s recap; Joy gets pregnant, Joy marries Earl, Joy has Dodge, Joy gives birth to Earl Jr, Earl gets hit by a car, Joy divorces Earl and moves in with Darnell. Earl wins lotto, Earl makes list to “right his wrongs”. Are you still with me? Do you see a pattern? I think maybe Joy is the queen of the crazies. Ok, fast forward to series finale.

Earl sneaks hair (yea, hair) from Joy’s hair brush giving him Joy, Darnell, Dodge and Earl Jr’s DNA. He’s trying to prove that Lil Chubby is Dodge’s father. This is when everyone finds out Joy and Earl did the deed that resulted in Dodge. But wait! Earl Jr’s DNA doesn’t match Darnell’s! So, you all know what that means.

Who the hell is Earl Jr’s dad? I mean, Joy’s was banging Earl until they divorced. Joy was banging Darnell this entire time. She loves Darnell.

And this is what brings me to my constant contemplation. Who the hell is Earl Jr’s dad? Did Joy cheat on Darnell? Was it before she met Darnell? Granted, it would had to have been only days before she met Darnell for the math to work. But, then again, I suck at math.

The truth is, we’ll never know. When everyone finds out that Darnell’s DNA and Earl Jr’s DNA doesn’t match, Joy’s eyes goes wide and the series ends. What??? Yea, that’s what I said! It just ends! Leaving us to plot the outcome in our own minds.

Now, I’m sure the wonderful “Earl” writer’s did not plan for this to be the series finale. I refuse to believe they would be so cruel to us. Therefore, it HAS to be NBC’s fault.

Freakin’ NBC. How they gonna leave us hangin’ like that? Do people still talk like I did in my last sentence? Because to me, that be street slang.

However, I did warn you I was a major dork and my mind was very warped. And do you want to know why? Because of NBC! Freakin’ NBC.

I really hope NBC will, sometime in the near future, do a special episode to wrap this whole Earl Jr mess out. Because, frankly, I’m heading to the looney bin over this.

Oh, and NBC, in the “wrap up” episode, please let me know if Darnell, Patty the daytime hooker and the beautiful and sexy Catalina (can you even get any more beautiful than Nadine Velazquez? Uhm, no) and the gay Kenny, had sex together with stuck in the phone booth during the “Killer Bee” attack? I think it was killer bees….but I’m guessing your not paying attention to that part of the sentence!

Til next time……Peace


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