Posts Tagged ‘Life’

“I Wonder If The Watermelon Is Still Good?” I Asked Myself Today

November 15, 2021

Leftovers make you feel good twice. First, when you put it away, you feel thrifty and intelligent: ‘I’m saving food!’ Then a month later when blue hair is growing out of the ham, and you throw it away, you feel really intelligent: ‘I’m saving my life!’

George Carlin

My Other Morning Thought From Yesterday

August 27, 2021

Hmmmmm . . . from the sound of it, either there’s a leak somewhere in my roof, or a little gnome carpenter is working on my ceiling in the rain.

Who Ya Gonna Call For Something Like That?

May 3, 2021

My new end of life goal is to be the guy contemplating a gravestone in a graveyard at midnight so that when somebody asks me what I’m doing I can sigh and say, “I just can’t get over how they spelled my name wrong.”

And Sometimes It’s A Hard-Won Peace

October 21, 2020

With voting, as with much of life in general, sometimes you have to make peace with the fact that you don’t want to have to deal with this ****, then go deal with it.

This Is My LEAST Dark Thought Today

September 23, 2020

I don’t mind getting older, but I do mind watching more and more people that deserved more time and a better life not get either.

So I’ve Had A Lot On My Plate Lately, Is What I’m Saying

August 10, 2020

Son, I get that in the past couple of weeks in particular, more often than not my response to you asking “Can you ________?” has been somewhere on the “amusement to exasperation” scale. I know I’ve already told you that as soon as I can, I will (and we’re definitely on for that chess game once I’ve posted this and had a quick tea break), but I what I haven’t told you is why my response has been what it has been lately.

Put simply, one of the things on my to-do list that has been helping me keep going is my morning workout (really nothing more than some light stretching and the like to help wake me up, prep for my day, and make it more likely I’ll be up for a more serious workout later in the day), and for the past couple of weeks, not only has my “morning workout” been my only workout, it has consistently been in the afternoon . . .

I Couldn’t Help But Think, “We’ve All Been There, Man.”

July 16, 2020

This morning I watched a hungry lizard on one side of a mesh stalking a bug that was on the other side of said mesh. This was driving the lizard insane because he could see his goal, it was right there, but he couldn’t understand that unless he changed his approach, what he wanted was always going to be impossibly out of reach.

Thus Giving Me Something To Talk About

October 3, 2018

If you’ll indulge me in a bit of understatement, things have not been pleasant around here lately.  Between remodeling, illness, and frequent intense bouts of “being seven,” suffice it to say that if I were asking for directions to “Wits’ End”, I’d end up being told I passed it some time back.

So that’s why it meant so much to me that L. came up to me today and asked why I hadn’t talked about Algiz in a while.  When I told him it was because I didn’t really have anything to say about him, my son said, “Let me help you with pet time (i.e., the feeding, watering, etc. of Isa and Algiz).  Then you can talk about that!”

And that’s what he did.

They Run, I Suppose

June 5, 2017

Some time back I read that one way to train an elephant to stay in place for the night was to tether it with a heavy chain around its leg when it was a calf.  The calf would strain against the chain at first, but eventually the calf would learn that it couldn’t break the chain, and stop straining against it.  It would learn this lesson so well, in fact, that once the calf had grown into an elephant that could break the chain, it still wouldn’t strain against the chain because it had long ago learned that the chain was “unbreakable.”  In fact, by the time the elephant reached adulthood, the trainers would have actually dispensed with using a chain at all, because a simple rope worked just as well at that point.

I don’t actually know if this is true, or if this is just an elaborate analogy; regardless, I take the point of the anecdote . . . but I still have to wonder something:

What do the trainers do if the elephant ever does figure out that it had been tricked all those years, particularly if the elephants decides to hold a grudge over it?

The Best Time To Branch Out

April 18, 2017

The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is now.

– Anonymous