Happy Pi Day!
Happy Albert Einstein Birth Day*!
*Apologies, the video is from last year.
Have you got five minutes to spare?
No time, you say?
Okay, if you had the time, what would you do with it?
Take your time and think.
I’m in no rush for I, personally, have all the time in the world.
Please stop looking at your
Try to judge time’s movement without mechanics.
When was the last time you considered what time even means?
Or time as more than a deadline?
Is a five-minute wait a waste of time for you?
Depends on the situation, you say?
What gives, yo?
I mean, life’s a bitch and all but come on Gen Xers, don’t let all that depressing music from the Nineties go to your head…
Or your heart.
I tell ya, last year we lost such notable Gen Xers as Chester Bennington and Chris Cornell*** and, before them, Scott Weiland a couple years ago, not to mention all those Gen Xer stars we lost early in their prime: Kurt Cobain, Tupac, Biggie, Layne Staley, Shannon Hoon, Bradley Nowell, and god knows how many others I’ve failed to mention.
And now this year we continue the tragic Gen X endings with the tragic death of Dolores O’Riordan.
By the time my generation gets in its natural zone of death, it seems all the stars from it will be long gone with no big names left for me to pay tribute.
But, as is evident by Delores’ recent passing, it’s painfully obvious the premature dying off of famous Gen Xers will continue unabated and I sincerely would like to pay a heartfelt tribute to the life of Dolores, for hers was a unique and beautiful voice that defined my generation*.
Sadly, like the death of Scott Weiland, I kind of saw it coming…
Continue reading “Why does it seem stars from my generation* have such a hard time staying alive?”
Big changes in my life may be soon pressed upon me…
While not inevitable, these changes are highly probable…
Ergo, in anticipation, I shall press big and immediate changes upon this website and blog.
I killed him?
You killed him?
We all killed him?
It’s what we do?
It’s what we think?
It’s our expectations?
It’s what you expect of me?
It’s what I expect of you?
Your expectations are killing me?
My expectations are killing you?
ISIS was blowing up a nearly century-old library in Mosul, Iraq, destroying 8000 rare books and manuscripts in the process.
Now the chances were near a perfect zero that I would have visited this annihilated library or read even one of the burned manuscripts…
So why do I feel so upset by this, yet another barbaric, incomprehensible act of medieval madness inflicted upon the world by ISIS?
And now we hear they have abducted a group of Christians who are surely to be slaughtered…
And similarly evil and incomprehensible things are being done by other such medieval minded groups from Nigeria to Mexico…
Burnings, beheadings, bombings are happening so often now it seems I hardly notice anymore.
But something about destroying ancient texts and artifacts really, really moves me.
Something about losing a large chunk of rare history really hurts.
Well, at least I got to witness the embarrassingly historic moment of Neil Patrick Harris prancing around in his skivvies…
A couple of days ago I had an interesting discussion with my new friend pixie over at her cool site Pixie Dust Beach.
She’s got a lot going on there – you should really go check it out.
And our discussion was in response to her thought-provoking review of Chris Guillebeau’s self-help book The Happiness of Pursuit: Finding the Quest That Will Bring Purpose to Your Life. . .
And I kind of been mulling over this discussion ever since…
You know, I’ve never been much of a self-help kind of guy, but there have been key points in my life where I have benefited from the motivation gained from the so-called Self-Help Expert. Tony Robbins helped me quit smoking oh so long ago…what, almost 25 years ago now…sheesh. I will be forever grateful to him for helping me be rid of that nasty habit. And recently I have completely changed my outlook on life all because of my new Personal Pope, that Greatest of Gurus, Dr. Wayne, The Wonderful, Dyer.
I love him.
So I, by no means, am not down on the Self Help massive exploitation market of pain and misery…at all.
If it makes you happier and healthier, whatever the crutch may be, I’m all for it.
But, really, the answers to the complexities and challenges we face in this one big quest of a question mark we call Life are actually quite simple and fundamental.
We, all of us over a certain age, anyway, for the most part, already know what it is we need to be doing to make our lives less hard and less painful and less depressing…
Admit it…deep down you know what it is you need to be doing to improve your life…
But, unfortunately, it’s not just the knowing that gets it done, is it?
It’s the application, the doing…
And it’s this dang doing of what we know to be true that is so frikkin’ hard.
The doing has got to be done…
So, come on then…
All of us.
All together and gung ho and supportive like…
All Nike mass exploitative marketing like…
Let’s all just do it.
Let’s all just do what we dang well know needs to be done.
Every dang one of us.