Biggest mistake ever Bill Buckner! Glove to the ground!!! Dick.

The life that I’ve lived has allowed me to do some crazy, messed up shit. Straight up. It really has. There have been situations where I would do things without thinking and there have been other situations where I put in so many evil thoughts and planning that both have had awful end results. Situations where I would find myself thinking “T. This isn’t going to end well. Don’t do it stupid.” And guess what? Yep. I did it anyways. Throughout my entire life I basically did some stupid shit. I’ve gotten better but back in the day I was like the dumbest smart kid. But here’s the thing. Every time I did something that was stupid or didn’t end the way I wanted, I would never do it again. Except when it came to women. I still make most of the same mistakes with them. Hey, women are my kryptonite! But otherwise, I don’t make mistakes. Because to me it’s not a mistake if you learn from it and never do it again. That’s my motto. Fuck YOLO. No seriously. Grown adults should not being saying YOLO. You sound like a total ass bag.

Now regrets? Those are different. Sure I have regrets. Hell I have a million of them. But who doesn’t? Regrets to me are bad decisions. At one time or another I was placed in a situation where I made the wrong choice. But you always have a choice. I hate it when people say “I didn’t have a choice” and use that as an excuse. Bullshit. You always have a choice. You may not like any of the choices you have to choose from but you have to make one. And that’s how you end up with regrets. Now as a grown man carving his way through this big bad world, I try not to have regrets and I don’t make mistakes. I’ve managed to put myself in a mind frame, a customized way of living basically where I’m pretty aware of everything I am saying or doing. Most of the time. When I’m drunk that shit goes right out the window. But most of the time I try to think about what I’m doing or saying. Because I’m at the point in my life where I don’t have time to fuck up. Time is my most precious commodity and I can’t waste it. Not on jobs or projects that won’t get me the best results or most money. Not on women who don’t know if they care about me or not. Not on friends or family members who don’t believe in forward progression because they’re too busy basking in their own drama and self pity. And certainly not on anyone or anything that is going to get in my way of success, love and happiness. That people is why T don’t believe in mistakes! Does this make me perfect? Oh fuck no!

I figured out that always being aware of who I am and what I want in life while doing the day to day shit and dealing with the day to day people will help me make good decisions. Have better choices. Limit regrets. And for fuck sake, stop making so many mistakes. Chalk it up to age. Intelligence. Life experience. Or all three. I don’t know. But all I do know is that my life over the last few years as a grown, successful man has vastly improved since I started doing this. A bonus….I’m not an asshole as much anymore either. Which is always a great success! High fiiive!!! Seriously though. Try being more aware of who you are and what you want. Don’t just go about doing things without thinking or with bad intentions. Walk around with your head high and chest out because you’re trying to be a better person. Bottom line? You won’t make as many mistakes if you don’t believe in them. Trust T. And once again, thank me later.

Until next time. Always take it there.

T

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Happy 26th birthday Megan Fox! With your friggin’ hammer toe thumbs and everything! Can’t believe you’re having David Silver’s baby. The fuck?!

Still the #1 reason why I love black hair, blue eyed, tatted up, crazy young chicks! T’s kryptonite.

My secret identity is much cooler than the one the fat kid from “Stand By Me” had. He flew around using hair spray people. Hair spray!

I promised myself that when I started T-blawg that I would put it all out there. My entire life would be shared with the world. From growing up as a punk kid yet still a good student in Eastie. To my “asshole” college years. To my foray into corporate America and screenwriting. From my evolution from jerk to gentleman. To my opinions on women, dating, Bro Code, money, sports, family, friends, Boston….whatever! All would be shared in the T-pisodes of T-blawg.com baby! And as most of you now know, I’m a man of my word. I’m here to entertain as best I can while trying to keep the damage to my personal life as minimal as possible. Believe me people. You have no idea the shit I get from friends, family and women who are in my life off of this “Original Entertainment Life Blueprint” for some of the things I say on here. And on Facebook. And definitely on Twitter! But there are some things that I have avoided on T-blawg and will probably continue to do so even when this thing becomes a hit sitcom. Oh the sitcom will happen bitches. Trust in T! Here are my “6 Unwritten Rules of T-blawg!”

I Will Never Reveal My True Identity
I…just…can’t. I have a legit career that I’ve put a lot of hard work into for the last 11 years. I also have an “entertainment” writing career that I’m trying to build. I have to stay under that Sox hat people. If you know me or I let you know who I am, cool. I like you. I trust you. But beyond that, T stays words on a screen and his handsome face remains always half shown. I hope you are all cool with that. And I am very handsome by the way. Like George Clooney type shit.

No Names
Whether it was a girl I really cared about at one time or even one that I downright despise now, I will not name names. I will not name friends or family names either. I may act like a total dick on here sometimes but putting people on blast for the entire world to see is just classless. Won’t happen. Ever.

No Religion
I’ve said a couple of times that I’m Italian. That I was raised Catholic. I may have made a few religious wiseass remarks but I will never put out a T-pisode about religion in any way, shape or form. Who am I and who are you to say which religion is right or wrong? People around the world kill because of religion. That shit is crazy. I will stay away from religion like a virgin on prom night! Wait…what?

No Politics
Same as religion. I’ve made some references to the economy, Clinton, Obama, the Kennedys but I don’t get into any political talk on here. I’m actually into politics in my real life. Everyone should be. But that’s your prerogative if you’re not. Just like it’s mine to keep politics off of my beautiful T-blawg. But if The Rock ever ran for President of the United States I am totally campaigning for him on this site! Just saying.

No Comments….Unless I Feel Like It
This site hasn’t been a blog in a very long time. I don’t really care about comments. It’s an entertainment site with T-pisodes!!! I see the traffic. I see the retweets. I see the Facebook shares. I see the subscribers. That is all I want. Every once in a while I’ll approve some comments. Good comments! But most of them in a nutshell are “I like you,” “I hate you,” “I want to bang you,” and a shit ton of spam! It is insane. So I keep the comments to a minimum and I hate scrolling through them for approval. I appreciate the love but all I ask is that you just keep reading, sharing, Facebook Liking and Following on Twitter!

No Father Talk
Whoa. T is finally going to talk about his dad??? Look. This one is tough for me. There have been very few words written on here about my father. I have my reasons. I have a million of them. And honestly, if I started to write about him, my childhood with him in it or lack of him in it at times and our relationship now as grown men my T-blawg humor would go right out the window and this site wouldn’t be as fun as it is. Trust me. For now, T-blawg remains without father stories.

Those are my “6 Unwritten Rules of T-blawg” and now they have been written. So…um…yeah I guess they’re now written??? Whatever. Some of you have asked. Some of you didn’t. But now you all know. Other than that, I’ll do my best to continue to entertain the shit out of you with everything that makes T well….T!

Until next time. Always take it there.

T

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On July 14th 2012, this is what T will be doing. Bow down bitches.

If this is the last man standing who took the picture??? Creepy!

Well the day has finally come. I am officially “The Last Man Standing.” All of my closest friends are either married, about to get married, have kids or are married with children. I am the last of my kind now. The last of a dying breed! The unwed, childless man some say. The Lone Ranger. The Walking Dead. ALF. Will Smith after his dog died in “I Am Legend.” Tom Hanks after Wilson left his ass in the ocean in “Castaway.” Woody after Andy grew up and stopped playing with him in “Toy Story.” Big Bird walking the world alone in “Follow That Bird!” I can go on and on with these movie and TV metaphors people!!! But you get the picture. It was inevitable. I know. It had to happen right? The loved. The settled. The grown up. The whatever you want to call it. They are all something else now. Except T. T is still that guy. Is that the problem?

Look. I’m happy for all of my closest people. I really am. Ask any of them! The drinks on me. The dinners on me. The gifts I get the kiddies. The weddings I am honored to be a part of. The engagement presents I give. The bachelor parties I throw. I love my people. I really do. Whether they married their long time high school/college sweethearts or someone they met at a bar we all used to go to together a few years ago, I am happy for them. Do your thing yo! Go get it! Be loved. Be merry. Now most of them didn’t have to change to find love or marriage. Maybe some changed after that. But it’s all good. But to get there they stayed true to themselves. Sure they had to compromise on some things during the time to get from meeting to dating to the relationship to marriage to kids. But they got there. One way or the other….they got there. I still haven’t. Which makes me think being me, as awesome as it is 99% of the time, may be the problem. Do I want to change who I am? NO. I’ve made some adjustments. Learned from my past. But at the core I’m still me. Still T. And now I have to make that call. Stay the man I am now and keep going at life the way I have been for so long or become someone else to find that special girl?

I like my life. No. I LOVE my life. Coming and going as I please. Making big bucks. Going out whenever I want. Writing scripts and flying to LA. Traveling the world. Living in Boston. Going to any game, bar or restaurant I want. Having fun with the ladies. Putting out T-blawg for the world. Spoiling friends and family. All of those things. They are me. They are my life. But some of that stuff that I love so much is stopping me from finding the one true woman for T! She’s “The Last Girl” to this “Last Man Standing.” And I don’t even know how the fuck to find her at this point! Crazy I know. Like I’ve always said, my age doesn’t dictate where I should be in life. There isn’t a “Need to get married” clock ticking. But I want that “Last Girl” now more than ever. And I need to do whatever it takes to find her. I’m not going at this shit alone anymore people. The decision has been made. She’s out there. And I’m going to find her. I will not die as “The Last Man Standing.” FUCK NO.

Until next time. Always take it there.

T

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When I was a kid the Beastie Boys, LL Cool J and Run DMC introduced me to a world called hip hop. Hip hop music gave this Boston kid so much while cancer has taken so much from me. Crazy.

Thank you MCA. You were a pioneer. 

Fuck You Cancer 
-T

I can do a nasty acapella of this myself. I swear.

This is all that matters today. Nothing else.

Kate Upton