Today’s Practice: Be A Better Friend To Myself

January 15, 2018

Things you say to your friends:  “Of course you’re having trouble focusing, you still have a touch of the flu!”

Things all too easy to say to yourself:  “Come on!  What’s wrong with you today?!”

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Another Sleep Deprived Thought From Yesterday

January 12, 2018

While browsing the news feeds:

“Is it troll, or is it Stupidex?”

It Was Surprisingly Catchy

January 11, 2018

It’s always funny to me what’s funny to me after two nights of little to no sleep.  Today in my son’s virtual school his teacher put up a link for a song and the link didn’t work despite numerous attempts on her part.

So that’s how my son and I ended up singing several enthusiastic (if tuneless) rounds of “Service Unavailable . . . HTTP . . . Error 503 . . . This Service Is UNavailable!”

Can’t Say I Care For The Taste, But Such Is Life Sometimes

January 10, 2018

On Monday I said that I expected the lesson that time fussing about a problem gives no credit would be revisited again, and it turns out I was right.  Oh, my son is doing pretty good today, but after a night of no sleep for me, today I find myself doing my best to put my lesson where my mouth is.

Because Sometimes It’s Five Minutes Till Bedtime

January 9, 2018

A couple of months back my son developed an interest in chess, and since then he and I have played many, many games of chess.  Never having been an avid chess player myself, it’s been a learning experience for me as well.

One of the most surprising things I’ve learned is that sometimes it’s trickier to lose a game than it is to win one.

I Expect This Lesson Will Be Revisited . . . Again

January 8, 2018

Today begins the second half of my son’s school year.  Today’s lesson:  Time spent figuring a problem out gives full credit, time spent fussing about the problem gives none.

That’s . . . A Good Question, Actually

January 5, 2018

In honor of this week’s unexpected food theme, here’s another food related entry:

A friend of mine was playing around with a new touchscreen order board at a popular American fast food establishment near him when he discovered something . . . odd.

The price of a sausage biscuit was $1.

The price of a regular biscuit though was $1.39, leaving him to wonder if the sausage was somehow subsidizing the biscuit?

Just Ask My Stomach

January 4, 2018

I think one could be forgiven for thinking it unlikely that one could poison oneself from a snack attempt consisting of only two ingredients (unless one or both of those ingredients happened to actually be poison, of course),  but one should also keep in mind that “unlikely” is not the same thing as “impossible.”

New Year’s Thoughts, 2018 (Revised)

January 3, 2018

I was pretty pleased with yesterday’s entry when I wrote it, but the more I considered it throughout the day, the more I realized I didn’t have the phrasing quite right. So upon further reflection and in honor of the spirit of my intent for the new year, here’s my revised thought:

This year I’d like to do things right this time . . . and where that’s not possible yet, I’d like my mistakes to be useful ones, please.

New Year’s Thoughts, 2018

January 2, 2018

This year I’d like to do things right this time . . . and if that’s not possible, I’d like to make more useful mistakes please.