Hey Kids,
Today was Friday the 13th.
Yet no one gave a warning.
No black cat crossed my way. (Excepting my own)
No ladder cross over my pass and forced me to pass underneath.
No serial killer stalked my path.
No bus came late.
No diner burned.
No ill whatsoever fell my way.
Has this day run out of luck?
Post 3-013
Hey Kids,
The problem of studying people of your particular discipline that a
re more advanced than you are is that it’s easy to begin to believe that they are not just better than you but that you are worse than you are.
Learn from the best, get better and do your own best.
Never be ashamed of your best.
Post 3-010
Hey Kids,
After a weekend of fun, returning to work is such a downer.
Sitting at my desk, I couldn’t help but think that just 24 hours sooner, I was waking up in Moab.
So why was I back to the day job?
Oh yeah, bills, money, food. Not necessarily in that order.
Some will say that it’s important to keep perspective. The weekend is just that. It’s a time to refresh, have some fun, but real life is about responsibility and hard work. “Adulting” is what some people call it.
I think it needs to go the other way. Work should be the fun thing. Weekends should be just a break to help you stay at your best.
I think I’m doing it all wrong.
Post 3-009
Hey Kids,
According to my phone, it’s 0°F right now.
Zero.
That means if it gets any colder, it becomes a lower temperature for which Mathematics made accommodations.
It becomes less than zero. A negative. Something that shouldn’t exist under normal rules of life.
It is therefore illegal.
Say no to illegal temperatures.
Just say no.
Post 3-006
Hey kids,
It’s been 49 days since my new life began.
What do I have to show for it?
Not a damned thing.
I’ve allowed life to happen to me instead of using it to my advantage.
Remember the goal,fight for the prize, and above all never give up.
Post #50-49
Hey kids,
My big party is set for Sunday, so today which is the actual date anniversary of my date of birth I did a few more practical things.
First- Hit the gym. A work out first thing in the morning got the day off on the active side.
Second- Made some delicious oatmeal for breakfast in our Kuerig machine. That’s right, the coffee maker. No I dont drink coffee but these coffee makers aren;t just for coffee anymore.
Third- Took my baby to work. I’m sorry she couldn’t stay home with me but I’m not the one who makes up the rules.
Fourth- Picked up the jack and tools from storage.
Fifth- pulled the wheel from the Suzuki.
Sixth- Had the local MC shop change the tire on the rim.
Seventh- re-installed the front wheel and tire.
Eighth- Fixed the rear blinker wire on same Suzuki.
The Suzuki is back in business.
Ninth- Drove to DMV and registered the bike (i.e. paid them their money).
Tenth- Renewed my Driver’s license. (i.e. paid them more money)
Eleventh- hit the bank and paid my bike (Yamaha) payment.
Twelfth- drop a card off to my son who also has a birthday today.
Thirteenth- had dinner with my dear wife and my brother.
Fourteenth- Installed the tags on the Suzuki and took it for a sunset test drive. (It was once dead, but now it is alive… fatted calf and all that.
Fifteenth- Wrote a blog to chronicle it all. The first of at least one year straight- a new goal.
Sixteenth- (set in the future) went to bed.
The first day of my 51st year was a busy one.
Post # 50-1
Hey Kids,
If you could travel back in time, where would you go?
A recent movie allowed a few simple constraints.
You can only go back in time, within your own lifetime and to a time that you can remember.
Where would you go?
Me?
Anytime I could see my kids again but especially the day we all hiked to Twin lakes.
Or any of the Christmas Eves.
Or one of those days fishing at Mirror Lake.
It’s a theoretical question. Impossible.
And yet, I visited each and every one of those moments just now.
Post #373
Hey Kids,
Ouch.
It still hurts a little.
The tax man came and he left with a bunch of money. Money I had hoped to use elsewhere.
I know I should’ve seen it coming.
I know I should’ve done my taxes back in January.
Oh well, easy come easy go.
If only it was so easy come.
Post 370
Hey Kids,
Dress for the slid, not the ride.
So says a popular motorcyclist saying. It means to anticipate the worst thing possible in lieu of only enjoying the immediate best part.
Many riders go without helmets and protective gear. They feel the wind in the hair, the sun on the skin, and the freedom of clothing expression are the reasons they ride.
Others wear skid armor jackets, thick leather gloves and full faced helmets. The equipment might steal the rider of the intimacy of the road, but gives comfort from feeling safe if things go horizontal.
In this scenario, the saying puts all merit in being prepared for what could happen and makes second the comfort and the joy of the road.
On a motorcycle, this might be good advice.
In life, I suggest the opposite.
Post #369
Hey Kids,
I know kids can be kids and they are not adults.
Correct Child Containment when in Public
But in public places, I think the adults who own the kids should be adults.
The lessons of inside voice, being aware of others, and general courtesy are best taught when young.
Stopping for dinner tonight, there are a few kids who have missed these lessons, nor does it appear to be the process of being taught.
Mom, her sister, and their grandma are really good at saying stop on occasion and in a voice a little louder, more shrill, and surprisingly more annoying than the kids.
Post #368
Mike M Jensen 