As much as anyone, I like to joke around…Â
Condescending, self-deprecating humor is good for the soul… It strips us down and addresses whatever insecurities we may have by throwing all of our shit on the table that anybody could possibly attempt to demean us with…
Not only does this help us practice humility but whatever bad anybody could possibly say about us completely loses its effectiveness after we have already said it ourselves.
This is a classic freestyle rap technique perfected by Eminem when he rapped about being Detroit trailer park white trash along with every other perceived deficiency in his life… Typically, by taking this approach, it allows us to be REAL with ourselves and authentically operate without any fear or reservations of what some insignificant outsider might try to do or say.Â
Look, here are the facts… I am a 43-year-old white dude that rocks a flow hawk and wears skinny jeans so tight that my wife often thinks I am wearing her pants… I rock flat bill hats, Bruce Lee shirts and throw back jerseys… I often get mistaken for Spicoli or Stiffler, just depends on the time and setting… Yup, I do endurance events that only your standard sicko would think about attempting and it’s understandable that many believe I am simply trying to run away from my problems… With The F*IT List and Daily Hustle’s, I have now turned into some sort of broke ass wannabe Tony Robbins over the past few years and my foul language is incredibly offensive to many people, including my own mother… To top it all off, I’m bout to hit Bodega Negra for Loco Monday’s then most likely enjoy an adult beverage on the rooftop at PHD and go for a night cap at Avenue on the walk home… Oh yea, one more thing, I just carved a couple lines into my head… Did I mention I was 43?Â
Yup… I got problems…
Or do I? 🤔
The matter of fact is there are few things I enjoy more than sporting a FRESH HAWK, and the skinny jeans I rock are the most comfortable jeggings I have EVER put on… MINT flat bill hats straight out of the box are how I have always preferred my lids, Bruce Lee is the greatest American badass to ever live, and the throwback jerseys allow me to comfortably channel my inner 12-year-old fanboy… Fast Times at Ridgemont High and American Pie are f*cking classics so to be comped to these LEGENDARY characters is an incredible compliment I am very grateful for. đź‘Ť The whacked out endurance events that I partake in actually aren’t whacked out at all… Ultimately, they are tests of character, discipline and will power which provide mental clarity and positively affect every other arena of my life… The idea that I happen to be running from my problems in reality is the exact opposite… I am actually running so I can face them head on… When I spent 7 years writing the F*IT List, I had no idea what would come of it… I basically poured my heart and soul onto 500 pages and eventually realized there happened to be a lot of meaningful messages in there… The idea that other people may be able to learn from my experiences (good, bad and ugly) prompted me to add in the Human Crash Test Dummy Life Lessons and ultimately led to the Daily Hustle blog/podcasts that continue to CHARGE my days by the reaction of people we have been able to positively influence… Although not always appropriate, my language is authentic, and despite my occasional potty mouth, Mom still loves me… I happen to live in NYC about 100 nights a year, so it seems only natural to take advantage of the unmatched restaurants and city nightlife that provides ELECTRIFYING JUICE, only found in “the greatest city in the world.” And as far as the new lines just carved into my head, no need to be jealous, you can go for it too, just always remember to be REAL with yourself and…Â
EARN YOUR STRIPES, đź‘Š
-EBÂ