I love bowties. They make me happy. I feel like a whole new person, a pimped out person, every time I put one on. No, I don’t want to sell (or rent) prostitutes, but who doesn’t want to feel like a pimp? I don’t need some tricked out Buick. I just need my bowties.
I’m known for my bowties, but here is a confession, one of many you will find on this blog… for years I could not tie my own bowtie. Every morning I walked up to Elizabeth asking “will you tie my bowtie?” Then one morning she was out of town and I had a TV appearance later that day. I couldn’t ruin my image with a straight tie. What the heck (btw, I’m trying to quit cursing) was I supposed to do? God forbid I do something like this myself.
But, that’s what I had to do. I jumped on YouTube, got a quick tutorial and after 20 minutes my arms finally went numb. I gave up until I yelled at myself “screw laziness.” I got back up and tied the most crooked, ugly-butt (again, no cursing) bowtie you had ever seen. After a few more days I perfected it.
Now is a good time for some quick background. I’m a political consultant who specializes in Internet strategy. I own a company, Donehue Direct, which is quickly growing. I blog about politics and the web all the time, but I have come to realize that there are other things, more important things, that get me jacked.
I didn’t come from much at all. My parents divorced when I was young and my father disappeared. My mother remarried, but my stepfather and I didn’t like each other very much until later in life. All to say, I didn’t have one of those male figures to teach me anything. I’ve had to figure a lot of stuff out on my own…like that dang bowtie. I’ve screwed up a lot, like getting arrested a couple times, changing my oil by dumping out all the transition fluid or killing most of the grass in my front yard. But luckily I’ve started to figure it all out.
I love life and I want to love it even more. In 1776 our founding fathers told the king of England to go screw himself by declaring our rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. This blog is my one-year project, starting August 1, 2011, for my pursuit of happiness. I’m calling it “my man project: a one year journey to become a better man.” Welcome.