Get to know Tobias Hustleman

A Foreword

This is my first article. If you visit more than once which is definitely the goal here, you will find me a bit of a curious fellow. You will see I have an attention span that lasts 30 seconds on the dot and change what I want to see, feel, and learn at the drop of a hat. There will be hints of sarcasm on some topics while being every so emotional about others. Isn’t this everyone though?

I have long admired those who have always known who and what they were. Everyone knows a person who had their plan right from day one. These people knew they were going to be doctors from the day they step foot in kindergarten until the day they were successful doctors in their practices. That is amazing.

That’s not me. In fact, I am the exact opposite. While not professing to be a genius, I am by no means the village idiot though a drunken blog on this website will certainly leave you to believe the aforementioned fact is very true. My life started in a small town with small town values. You know the wholesome Andy Griffith southern type town with slightly more diversity. Steeped in the church, my family ideals were conservative. Gays are devils and alcohol is the devil (it still is.)  Fire and brimstone is what I feared.  I did what I was supposed and did well in school.

You know what happened? I did what they told me to do. I went to college.

You know what happened after that? Life bitches…that’s what happened. Life.

Home is home and will always be that. My college had more people than my hometown and with more people, come more personalities, orientations, religions and so forth. For the first time, I learned that life’s square pegs can be fit to my small town view’s round holes. I grew more in those four years than I felt I had in the 18 previous. There was birth, death, marriage (not me) and divorce (do you need to ask?) My boys in college helped me grow. Those are guys and memories I wouldn’t trade for anything (no homo). In this setting, I grew into my shoes and started learning things on my own. There are a few more things that happened before the next big transition point, but I’ll get to them eventually. Somewhere in all this, there was a heartbreak which produced nuclear powered angst and bitterness. While not as bitter now, there will be some guarded opinions on relationships and marriage.

California is where I am now. It is the bluest of states in spite of the “Republican” governor. That’s in quotes because he’s not all that Republican but I’m not complaining.  Even though I can subscribe to all liberal thoughts, it is refreshing to feel like you aren’t bound by convention. This place is nuts and like Bill Maher said,” California is to the United States what the United States is to the rest of the world.” Good, bad or indifferent it was a good look for me. At least I am able to make a decision about where I want to be in life. The contrast between life as an adult in California and growing up in the south is what I needed for me to grow. This would be bad medicine for some people but it is exactly what I needed. Hey, while I can’t march in the pride parade, I am o.k. with homosexuals. I can’t lie. Some of the lesbian couples look real good, but hey, I’m just a guy. Call me a chauvinist. I am open to hear your opinion.

I said all that to say this. Learn with me. Tell me what you think. I’ll tell you what I think. One day I may be reading and writing about eastern religions. Another day, I may give my theory on why marriage should be handled like sports contract negotiations. I could confess to anonymous dirt I need to get off my chest and after recollecting here lately, there could me a lot more than expected.

That’s enough for now. My next article will be the kickoff to the “No Tap Dancing” movement. This is not tap dancing in the since of Gregory Hines, but shucking and jiving. While the term seems dated, minstrel show antics have been revived and renamed. Hopefully, my cohorts here at the site chime in with some input.  This is not a color thing either. Anyone can tap dance. I assure you this is true.

If you’re shucking and jiving, I am talking to you.

Tobias

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