Daily Thoughts

One of the things I keep thinking when filling out job applications is this: Why is it "White Caucasian" and "African-American?"  What else would I be?  A White African-American?  And how many generations of African-Americans do there have to be for the African to be dropped?  If they're African-American then I'm Scottish/German-American.  First off, I don't think it should matter what race someone is anymore to get a job.  The best candidate should get it.  Period.  Lastly, I don't think the majority of black people in the United States relate still to their African ancestry.  The typical white person can name off like 5 different countries that they're mixed with.  Let's move past the race identifications, please?

Moving on...

I realized today that almost every time I go out to my parents I take food with me to cook or have my mom cook.  It's like a mini-Thanksgiving.  The other day I took pork chops with me and they supplied the vegetables, today it was chicken breast and they supplied the vegetables.  I'm not the type of child that goes to their parent's house to eat a free meal and leave.  I usually go, help out with something, and then eat something that I brought.  It's nothing more I love doing in my free time than spending it with them.

Lastly....

Why do people text you and then when you reply they don't text back?  Typical scenario:
Texter:  "Hey!  What are you doing?"
Me:  "Oh, nothing much.  What about you?"
..................
End of conversation.
What happened there?  Were they looking for something fun to do and texted me in hopes of joining me in a fun activity before getting disappointed that I was doing the same thing you were doing?  Orrrrrr, did they get attacked by an angry mother bear?  Oh, look.  A post on Facebook/Twitter/Instagram from them.  They're alive.  Shoot.  I was hoping I wasn't the boring one.  Maybe I should just lie next time and say I'm spelunking into a cave or about to wrestle a lion.