Observations In Behavior

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Has anyone else ever wondered what is going through an individual’s head when you’re talking to them? Have y’all ever wondered what is actually behind the glassed over look in a person’s eyes? Is that person actually processing the information? What if you had to train someone to do a very specific task? Before I begin, I do think it is worth mentioning that I am very aware that what you will read shortly has personal variations based on personal preference or experience. But, that’s my point, are people, in general, capable of just listening to instructions without additional thoughts which interfere? To demonstrate, below i will explain step by step how to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. See if y’all can just read and follow the instructions. You might be surprised just how hard it actually is to do. Understand that I make a few assumptions when delivering these instructions like y’all knowing what peanut butter, jelly, and sliced bread actually are. If you don’t, Google those ingredients first and then come back, I’ll wait. All terms in the following instructions are as I would use where I live locally. Different places (not in Texas) tend to call things by strange names for some reason. And, before we ask, much of the information contained below was emailed to me by a personal friend who thought it would be cool to try with my Cub Scouts and Boy Scouts. The instructions worked well on 2nd graders, but gets lost in translation by older children and adults because we tend to over think things.

Ingredients

  • Two slices of bread
  • One butter knife
  • One jar of peanut butter
  • One jar of jelly
  • One clean surface (plate, cutting board, etc.)

Given that all the necessary items are present:

01. Begin by taking the sliced bread in it’s wrapper into one hand and remove the closure device by untwisting the tie or pulling off the plastic piece.

02. Untwist the wrapper to open it exposing the bread.

03. With one hand gently remove two slices of bread and lay them flat on your preparation surface.

04. Pick up the jar of peanut butter in one hand. With the opposite hand unscrew the top in a counterclockwise fashion. Once removed, set down the top on the table.

05. Holding on to the open jar of peanut butter, pick up the butter knife with the free hand.

06. Grab a nice portion of peanut butter on your knife.

07. Put down the peanut butter.

08. With the hand that is now available, pick up the left slice of bread and hold it flat in your hand.

09. Maintain and open palm w/ finger slightly bent to keep the slice in place.

10. Carefully apply the knife with the scoop of peanut butter to the slice of bread. Gently spread the peanut butter so that it is evenly distributed.

11. Lay down the piece of bread w/ peanut butter on the table next to the untouched bread, peanut butter side up.

12. Now, set down the knife.

13. Using one hand of the two that are available, pick up the jelly jar and open the jar in the same manner as the peanut butter jar.

14. Set the top down and pick up the knife w/ your free hand.

15. Insert the knife into the jelly jar and scoop out a decent portion of jelly. Because the jelly is quite unstable, you practice caution when holding it.

16. Carefully set down the jelly jar.

17. Pick up the remaining slice of bread with your free hand. Be sure that the slice does not have peanut butter.

18. Hold the slice in the same manner as the previous slice.

19. Gently apply the jelly to the slice of bread, be sure to spread the jelly so the that all the jelly is evenly distributed.

20. Set down the knife.

21. Holding on to the slice of bread with jelly in the same manner, pick up the slice of bread with peanut butter.

22. Be sure to pick it up from the sides so that you do not stick your fingers in the spread.

23. Adjust the slice of bread with the peanut butter so that it’s held on an open palm w/ slightly bent fingers.

24. Make sure that the peanut butter is facing up.

25. Bring both pieces of bread together as in a clapping motion, but with a fraction of the force.

26. Maintain this motion with your hands while you rotate your hands to meet the peanut butter and jelly faces together.

27. Remove the top hand and gently place sandwich on preparation surface.

28. Use the butter knife to carefully cut your sandwich in a diagonal fashion from one corner to the opposite corner.

29. Place butter knife at the edge of the sink as this is the international way of saying “I might want to make another sandwich”.

30. Enjoy the peanut butter and jelly sandwich that you prepared with your own two hands.

So, let’s review. Does it really take 30 steps to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich? It’s all a matter of opinion, right? In regards to teaching, do we need to be so precise the very first time? Here’s what I personally think, the answer is yes. If we are taught short cuts first we will never truly know the right way or wrong way to do anything. As additional observation, it has been my experience that people want the end first, rather than learning how to get there the next time. No, I’m not a teacher, I’m not an instructor, nor am I a trainer, I’m a dad, who over the years, still applies the things I learned when I was younger to how I have raised my own children. I’m no where close to perfect, but I will always remember that the devil is in the details.

Well, I hope we had a little fun together today and that every once in awhile it pays to think about what we do so mindlessly. Life was better when the internet was my back yard, when a round up ball game on the corner lot was staring at my cell phone, and when I talked to someone it was usually face to face. Technology has made it easy not to be a part of life and hopefully there are still some old school parents who enjoy being involved in the lives which are around us. Anyway, before I go too far off topic I think it is the perfect time to end this post. Thanks for visiting, hopefully y’all enjoyed this little piece of nonsense.

Kick The Tires & Light The Fires

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I would like to say that I’ve been itching to get back here to The Sting Of The Scorpion Blog, but there would only be about 3% truth in that statement, and I would like for everyone to know that my year or so vacation has been just that, without one single withdrawal symptom to count. I know some of y’all are asking how could I not miss blogging about whatever crossed my mind at a given moment of a given day, and I would say it was actually easier to walk away from than I first thought because I was pretty addicted to doing as I pleased how I wanted to and when I wanted to. So, with that being said let’s kick the tires and light the fires. Yes, I will probably still misspell words, use improper grammar, cuss allot, and give my unwanted opinions. And no, I will not be announcing any kind of fucking format changes, I like the fringe too much to charge ahead changing shit that doesn’t need changing. I do, however, want to thank everyone for visiting over the past months, when I was posting I averaged 1200+ visitors a day and when I stopped that dropped to an average of 800+ visitors. Come to find out older material was still being re-blogged and commented on, people were still using links from other blogs and searching the world-wide web to find this blog. I would have to guess that 90% or better of the searched terms landed y’all here by accident because I tag the shit out of my posts and have something like 30,000+ tags in the cloud. Before I get started I would like to reach out to thank everyone who has continued to email me, text me, comment here, or just flat-out call me. It has been a constant reminder that I have left y’all hanging, that I abandoned my blog along with friends and followers, and that even though I may have been finished with one part that I wasn’t even close to being done yet.

Which is where we begin, deciding whether one is finished or one is done. I see your face already, giving me the looks of a disappointed parent before even giving me a chance to explain. But some of y’all already know the difference, some of y’all even use it on a daily basis, but the rest of y’all may think you’re learning something new, only to find out that it has a purpose in life. Most things I teach my children are lessons taught to me over the years, of course I’ve had the luxury of picking and choosing what works for me, but I have a nice collection of “tools” in this weathered shed that have come in handy over the years. The best example of all of this nonsense we call living out our lives is knowing without fail if I am finished or if I am done. While i find it super simple, I will explain. Imagine if you will, for those who can, that you picked up a great book to read, a thick book with many chapters, a book which will probably take weeks if not months to get to the end. You’ve set aside a few hours to read and decide at the end of the first chapter that you need a break. Now ask yourself, are you finished or are you done. For those playing along, you are merely finished for the time being. To be done one needs to make it to the end, signifying being done. Being finished or done applies to everything, yes I said everything, from conversations and conflicts, from getting dressed to showering, from going on a trip to doing your daily routine, it applies everywhere. Just think how much simpler life would be if everyone on the planet applied being finished or being done to everything they do. It simplifies my life to say the very least.

Is is hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that it really has been an entire year. A year without blogging? A year without any social media? My calendar says it’s true, so it must be true, right? Getting back into gear has proven to be rather challenging to say the very least about the matter. Anyway, I think the vacation has done me well, as well as well can be, it’s been a crazy busy year with many twisted turns, some expected and some real surprises.

Before I get into the past year let’s look at the present, today is a great day to discuss. So, it appears my blogcatalog account is still up but I can’t get into because I don’t have the password so I’m trying to get it resolved or reset. Same goes for Twitter and Google+, I can see the pages but can’t get logged in. As far as Facebook and the Facebook fan page, same scenario, with the exception that they want me to update my information with proof of photo identification to show I’m a real human or something to that extent. Personally, I say piss on it all because in reality it was the chore up updating social media which was one of my biggest problems, leaving me very out of focus doing my blog. For what I ask? To promote something that nobody cares about, that’s the answer we’re going for. I knew since day one that this blog was merely one in billions or more. So, my decision has been made, if I’m to give this shit a go again then it’s going to be on my terms alone. I’m taking it back to basics, taking it back to my boring ass life and lifestyle, and writing about the shit that matters to me personally and what might be in or around my life.

Now, as I mentioned above, many people have continued to email and text me and for some reason it has convinced me to try again. I know, I’m trying to figure out what it is that they or y’all are missing, but thanks for the encouragement and the poking and prodding and general enthusiasm, I really do appreciate it, so we can see how it goes. I guess the next thing to do is bring everyone up to speed and then I will get into some really deep shit in coming posts.

Well, I recall mentioning that I became a “minister” so I could fulfill the request of my oldest daughter to officiate her wedding up in South Dakota. And, last summer I did exactly that. In all, the ceremony was easy, it was the whole marrying off my daughter that proved to be the challenge. It was an eventful trip to say the very least, but that will be the next post, because we had the wedding, but we also had a very life altering medical emergency with my wife as well. Just know everyone is well now. So, speaking of marriage ceremonies, something I figured I would not be doing again until probably my son’s marriage if that would be what they wanted, but I found out that plan had quite a few holes in it as it would happen. Therefore, to date, not counting my daughter’s wedding, I’ve officiated 6 other marriages and 3 same sex marriages (female to female). Not that the kinds of marriage ceremonies actually matter, but there are still a few of y’all out there that have the idea that I’m anti-gay, a racist, anti-religion, and against so much other shit. All I can say is live your life as you see fit. Anyway, all the weddings mentioned approached me personally through word of mouth. This is not why i was ordained, but I considered everything and moved forward. Let’s just say I was given the opportunity to witness the other sides of people as they prepared for the big day. We’ll discuss more later in regards to weddings, trust me.

So, a quick review. I’m still married, just celebrated 18 years last month. I’m still working at the same place doing the same thing on the same shift, more to come on that topic too. I’ve just started parent taught driver’s education with my soon to be 16 y/o son. We, as a family, as a whole, are just living life one day at a time. In one of the next posts I will elaborate on my medical health.

But I think for now this can end as a post since I actually do know how boring I really am. So, I guess this is my way of saying that upon my return I don’t really care if the haters have their big girl panties on or not. My opinions have not changed much, if any, there are still too many fucktards out roaming around out of control that I come in to contact with more often than not. With that being said, remember boys and girls to eat it every day.

This Isn’t Really A Goodbye

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Or is it? Do we ever really know? Do we ever really want to be the first one to say it? After some deep soul searching I have decided to give this whole blogging & social media thing a well deserved rest. It’s nobody’s fault, there isn’t a hidden agenda, or even a reason I won’t explain, since that is what I’m doing now. At first I was just thinking piss on it all and burn it to the ground. Who am I kidding, I know I’m just 1 blog of billions, and my lack of presence is just that, a lack of my presence.

Over the last 7 weeks I have come to the conclusion that I’m bored blogging, reading blogs, fooling with social media, and in a nut shell, the internet itself. This has actually been evolving over the last several months but I kept in the game, I kept swinging, and I keep getting the same result. Allot of it is that I’m lazy because it is a chore (for me personally) to write posts on my phone. Then I factor in time, a luxury for me as I don’t have much free time anymore, and when I do I discovered naps, which is good for me since I work 2am til 3pm 4 days a week, it has worn me out. Then, try to squeeze in having a family, a life, and so forth. Some of y’all get it I’m sure.

I would like to, however, give thanks to two people I consider my friends who I would have probably never met if it weren’t for this blog. We don’t talk much anymore but I just wanted to let Kris and Rex know that I really do appreciate them and what they have done individually to impact my personal life. My hat is off to you two wonderful women and I’m forever in debt to y’all. Both of y’all have my deepest gratitude, each for your own individual reasons. Don’t get me wrong, I have “met” some fantastic people over the years, even a few of y’all lucky fuckers in person. Every one of y’all need to crack the top off your favorite beverage and know I salute all of you.

My blogs will remain up and functional. I will still be looking at emails and so forth. Y’all probably won’t see me active on Google+, Twitter, or even Facebook much. I don’t know what else to say or even why I felt compelled to explain any of this. I guess it was to say I’m alive and well. Don’t worry, blogging is my damn dirty little bad habit, I’m sure I’ll be back one day.

Steven (aka Scorpion Sting)

Compulsive Behavior Side Effects?

More often than not we hear or read about me discussing taking personal responsibility and being personally held accountable for our words and actions. This post won’t be any different. I found it humorous that I was sent the link to the below information and shortly after reading it I heard a damn commercial for the same thing. Odd what we hear on the radio @ 02:30 am while driving my happy ass to work. Anyone, I would assume, who watches television or listens to the radio has seen or heard at least one Ambilify commercial. True or not? Having a son who suffers from mild bipolar disorder we have been bombarded with samples and prescription answers which will somehow magically transform behavior. I tell you from my personal experience, we don’t use my son for a testing ground so big pharmaceuticals can make their billions at the cost of my son’s mental well-being. So, when I saw this bullshit about the lawsuit towards the makers of Ambilify I merely smiled to myself because we all know there is not one single perfect medication with no side effects. While my son has never taken Ambilify, we did research it extensively, just as we have done with many others.

But why are we here right now? But why did I choose to write about it right now? It’s simple, this is another example of people who cannot be responsible for their own actions. It’s about people who blame someone else for their own behavior because they acted without self control. It’s because people want the quick fix. It’s about people who choose to not read the small print or they choose to ignore the small print. Yes, I find this lawsuit as being fucking stupid because people made bad choices but don’t want to take responsibility for their own decisions. But then we know in our society nobody is forced to be held accountable, it’s always somebody else at fault. Bullshit! If we fuck up we just sue someone because we can profit from our lack of responsibility. Or have we forgot that coffee from a fast food joint is extremely hot and will burn the fuck out out your crotch if you spill it? People are dumbasses. Let this be yet just one more example.

The following information was originally found here and provided by a leading contributor to The Scorpion Army. I don’t have any express or otherwise permissions to copy this story from the above linked website or to use it on my blog as part of a post which includes my personal opinion. Hopefully they understand I do not support the lawsuit efforts but do not hold the above website responsible for posting this story. In the end, if they wish that I remove it in part or completely it will happen swiftly and immediately. The two pictures were borrowed from the internet using Google. Remember, I neither gain or loose anything by sharing the following information, it’s just being shared because I found it truly interesting.

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Abilify has been linked to compulsive behavior side effects, such as pathological gambling, binge eating and hypersexuality. These behaviors are thought to be triggered by the neurotransmitters dopamine and serotonin.

One of the most popular treatments for a variety of mental disorders like depression, schizophrenia and bipolar disorder,  makes billions for Bristol-Myers Squibb and the Otsuka Pharmaceutical Company. It was the top-selling drug in the U.S. in 2013 with sales of over $6.4 billion. The drug works by either increasing or decreasing dopamine or serotonin in the brain when there is an imbalance, and this makes it useful for a variety of approved and unapproved uses.

However, the drug is also linked to disturbing compulsive behavior side effects that can wreak havoc on the lives of patients and their families.

Among these side effects, compulsive or pathological gambling can be financially crippling, and it can destroy lives. People in the grip of compulsive behaviors will do anything they can to continue the chosen activity, even if it means ignoring the rest of their lives and withdrawing from friends and family.

This side effect in particular may lead to lawsuits against Bristol-Myers and Otsuka America, claiming the companies did not properly warn patients and doctors of this serious side effect.

In addition, reports of other side effects include compulsive eating, shopping and even sex addiction.

How Abilify Causes Compulsive Behavior

While doctors aren’t exactly sure how Abilify (aripiprazole) works, they believe it acts on receptors in the brain for chemicals that regulate mood and behavior. These chemicals are neurotransmitters called dopamine and serotonin.

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When the dopamine system is stimulated in response to a particular activity, people will feel a high from it or a feeling of pleasure. This reward system normally ensures that we continue to eat and do other things we need to do to survive. In people with mental disorders, these systems are stimulated excessively, or not enough.

Researchers think Abilify may over-stimulate dopamine reward receptors in the brain – called dopamine 3 (D3) receptors – and trigger compulsive behavior.

Compulsive Gambling

Several case studies focused on a connection between aripiprazole and compulsive behavior, also called pathological behavior, especially in the case of gambling. One French study published in 2013 by Gaboriau, et al., examined several people who checked into a clinic because of their compulsive gambling behaviors. Study authors looked at eight individuals who took Abilify as part of ongoing medical treatment. Researchers found the drug caused seven of the eight patients to lose control of their gambling habits.

After discontinuing the drug or greatly reducing the dose, patients regained control of their compulsive behaviors, researchers wrote.

Another 2011 case study by Cohen, et al. found similar results in patients treated for schizophrenia. No patients in this study had a history of pathological gambling. Soon after taking the drug, they began gambling uncontrollably.

Similarly, a 2011 British study conducted by the National Problem Gambling Clinic found a relationship between Abilify and the drive to gamble in some patients. Doctors described one case in which a patient took the antipsychotic and “was preoccupied with thoughts of gambling and his gambling activity became both impulsive and involved extensive planning in obtaining funds to gamble, including the use of crime.”

Another patient said gambling became “a reason to live” after he took the drug.

In all cases, gambling problems resolved after discontinuing Abilify and switching to another drug.

Sometimes The Gift Bites Back

My recently married daughter and her husband have a habit of just picking up trinkets and t-shirts from gift shops when they are out tooling around in different places. Last night being no different, after a day spent in Old Town Spring, Texas going to shops and finally to dinner they returned knocking on the door to give me a surprise. Knowing I will try just about anything with some heat they believed they found the perfect gift for me.

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So now that you have looked at the picture I’m going to write out the label that can’t really be seen in it’s entirety. I warn you now that the language is quite colorful and might offend those of y’all who are sensitive to this kind of thing. But you know me, I like to share the things I find somewhat twisted and very interesting. The label reads as follows.

“We warned you. This is a seriously fuckin’ hot sauce. That’s right we said it — because we had to. There is no other way to describe just how hot this sauce is. I suppose we could have said “it’s like the fiery depths of Hell” or “that it’s ass-burning” and even “keep away from pets and small children and avoid contact with sensitive areas”, but that just seems so wordy. The sauce is hot as fuck! Succinct, to the point — no beating around the bush! Honesty is always the best policy, isn’t it? If this sauce burns intensely, don’t be afraid to let it out. Scream fuck at the top of your lungs. You’ll feel better. There is no better verbal therapy.”

Let me also include the short list of ingredients in case y’all can’t see them that great. They include habanero peppers, african oleoresin, scotch bonnet peppers, salt, onion, vegetable oil, acetic acid, garlic, and xanthan gum.

Here’s the big question y’all are begging to ask me, is it fucking hot? Not to deter from the awesome label and product description, but it was an average heat for a hot sauce. With that being said, I must admit I’m a bit jaded when it comes to heat. I grow, process, and consume a variety of insanely hot peppers down to the common pepper for flavoring bland food. What I really liked was it’s bold flavoring and the way it cinged my nose hair a bit when taking a deep sniff. However, for the rookies and amateurs it just might be a bit over the top. The average Joe might not want to toss the wings in this sauce and serve it up to family, I’m just saying.

My question to all of y’all out there would be, what do you find to be too fucking hot to consume?