comfortable

If you think this “It’s Saturday” is intentionally hyperbolic for maximum reader effect—well, great, but I have no idea if it is that way (i.e. it is not intended toooooo: it’s just erv).  But it could be! 

Not a good day for our neighbor’s trampoline! Ouchy ouchy! We have had some damaging storms in IA.  I texted a buddy who is an insurance agent telling him that there must be some damage to sell the product.  If there never was any damage, folks wouldn’t buy insurance.  He called me and told me—you are crazy erv; you old coot live in an analog world compared to the current digital world (i.e. things have changed since you were in business). 95% of property is mortgaged and the financing companies demand insurance, even loss of income coverage or they won’t make the loan.  They want to protect their butts (i.e. want to be comfortable). But he did tell me that storm damage causes a problem for many; most companies require a $1,000 wind deductible.  Many folks don’t have the $1,000 to fix their property even if their insurance pays them the remaining $3,000 or $4,000.  Ouchy ouchy.

With what we have and in our situation, we are really ok.  Yes we are. Yes, life is not perfect or even near perfect. That is ok, we are ok. We really are.  We have some options. Maybe not as many as some but maybe more than others.  GeorgeTheCrook says--There will come a day where you will wish you had money for something, and savings gives you an incredible gift: options. Yes GeorgeTheCrook, but money doesn’t give you the greatest option a.k.a.  the gift: that being eternal life in heaven (i.e. that is an option we need to decide each individually but it is available to everyone—you can’t find that on Facebook or eBay—and it cost nutten out of our pocket. MissPerfect says—erv erv erv, that statement is not necessarily a universal consensus, authoritative and culturally correct. That is your contrary opinion MissPerfect!  Wow, I think MissPerfect disagrees with me; she seems to be an antithesis.  JoeBlow says—That heaven stuff sounds like a storybook movie. I agree with that JoeBlow, it seems unbelievable (i.e. it’s crazy) but it’s the real deal (i.e. my opinion). I just wonder at the mystery!  

So there was this band called The Beatles. They were incredible. (i.e. I listened to them a lot during my college years and still do). I remember seeing them on Ed Sullivan show the Sunday night when they did their debut (i.e. I think we were late for church that night as we begged our parents to watch them). They had an album called Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. There’s a song on that album called Fixing a Hole. The lyrics go like this--I’m taking the time for a number of things That weren’t important yesterday! Mind. Blown. It really got me thinking. There are so many things that are important to me today that weren’t important to me yesterday. And I’m taking the time to pay more attention to these things. I’m pretty comfortable with those things.  Yes I am.

I pulled my hamstring muscle recently.  All my years in sports I have never pulled a muscle like this (i.e. never had big enough muscles to be a problem until now ha ha).  ANYWAY that sucker really hurt(s) and will take some time to heal.  BUT, it's really made me slow down for a while and change my routine and my attitude.  It's ok.  I;m comfortable with that.  It's sorta kinda a change of pace.  Crazy!

A friend, FasterThanaSpeedingBulletCB says—Life happens for you, not to you (i.e. life gives us many opportunities).  How comfortable does that make you?  That is what I thought!  

CadillacJack says—My life is full of a lot of looking up every year or so and finding myself somewhere that I don’t recognize and think, “What happened?"... It’s like my life goes first and I catch up later. Well CadillacJack, are you very comfortable with your life? 

 A devastated-looking man knocks on the door of a woman known for her charity. “Please, ma’am,” he says when she opens up, “can you help this poor, tragic family down the block? The father just lost his job, and his wife is too ill to work. They’re about to be turned out into the cold streets unless someone can pay their rent.” “That’s the worst thing I’ve ever heard in my life!” says the woman. “May I ask who you are?” “I’m their landlord.” 

Soooo the other morning I went to have breakfast after pickleball.  There was a mother and her little girl sitting on the cement in front of the door.  She was tying her shoe (i.e. that is the little girl was).  The mother excused themselves—that is ok, I’m going to buy a paper (i.e. the paper vending machine is behind the door. The little girl (i.e. age 7) said to me and her mom—what’s a paper! What a hoot!  Her mother and I both laughed. I told her parents that a friend’s daughter just shot her first turkey this spring—she is the same age of your daughter (i.e. 7).  What! They said their little 7-year-old weighs 42 pounds; the kick of the shotgun would probably knock her over! 

Soooo how comfortable are you with what TheZenker says--As we grow older, and hence wiser, we slowly realize that: Whether we wear a $300 or $30 watch - - -they both tell the same time. Whether we carry a $300 or $30 wallet/purse - - -the amount of money inside is the same. Whether we drink a bottle of $300 or $30 or $3 wine - - -the hangover is the same. Whether the house we live in is 300 or 3,000 or 30,000 sq. ft. - - - the loneliness is the same.  And we realize our true inner happiness does not come from the material things of this world. Whether we fly first or economy class, if the plane goes down - - - we go down with it. Whether we fly first or economy class, if the plane reaches its destination - - -everyone arrives at the same time.  Therefore . . . we should realize that when we have mates, buddies and old friends, brothers and sisters, kids, with whom we can chat, laugh, talk, sing, talk about north-south-east-west or heaven and earth -- that is true happiness! Zenker, I’m comfortable with that.

You might not be comfortable with this; I’m warning you.  I got some graduation cards.  I asked the clerk if she thinks kids pay much attention to the cards—not much probably; they like the money more; but when folks get older they seem to like the cards and what is written in them more—are you smarter than you were before—sure am; after all I have gone through, I’m a lot smarter—sooooo what is the biggest issue in your life that you have been through—an abusive husband who has damaged me and my children.  Ouchy ouchy! I’m not comfortable with that; that’s stuff I just don’t like to hear folks.

I’m very comfortable around most of you.  I obviously know some of you better that others.  There is really only one person who I don’t much care for in this world and I prefer not be around him (i.e. it ain’t you ha ha). It might appear that I sorta kinda manipulate you guys but I’m really not.  It’s just you guys are soooo talented and I call on your talents Example--I recently had a mechanical problem.  CrescentWrenchJim figured it right out and helped me fix it.  This guy is good!  I just had to laugh at myself; I should have been able to figure that out but didn’t!  What a hoot!

You folks are good folks with good hearts (i.e. except for one of you—ha ha).  You are my kind of folks. Some crazy folks might think you guys are the “CRAZIES” ‘cause you are sooooo crazy nice. I was visiting with MyFriendSquirt the other day.  She said—It’s soooo nice to have folks around you who you can ask for help and they are happy to help you.  Soooooo true MyFriendSquirt, sooo true.

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says—A good laugh is sunshine in a house.

My podcast this week is with Lois Mellema who overcame a severe, lengthy depression.  I hope you give it listen.  

Ooof!

If you understand anything in this “It’s Saturday” then you will understand that unicorns fart rainbows!  TerriTheTear says—Oh baby!

A friend told me that many times they don’t understand what I’m saying in “It’s Saturday.”  LuckieEddie asks—erv, you are kidding me, aren’t you; no LuckieEddie, I’m perfectly clear!!!  ha ha! Why do you think that is?  Hey folks, many times it’s ok not to be understood (i.e. keep folks wondering).  Sometimes when you are totally “black and white”, it gets a person in trouble.  Yikes! 

There was this article in the paper about a firefighter who said some stuff in social media.  He got in a mess and will suffer some effects from it.  Personally, if I was some of you, I would be very careful what you say in social media; it might really affect your life, your job, and your family.  It seems better to say nutten.  Nutten is not misunderstood.  Recently the NFL had their draft.  It doesn’t matter how good players think they are. What matters is how good the NFL thinks they are.  That can apply to social media as well about your thinking, comments, believes, radical ideas, strong opinions etc. You must remember that I’m just an old coot from a mile and fourth south of Roseland, MN.  Take that into consideration. 21YearOldGoofySam says--Gee whiz erv, I really don’t understand what you are saying erv! Tehee!

Oofta! I had some family tell me that they don’t understand some of my text messages.  That doesn’t really surprise me.  I don’t understand some of them either!  BUT it’s important that I’m clearer to them sometimes when it’s important.  I will try to do that.  I really am appreciative that they told me that.  I am.  BUT they won’t talk on the phone sooo…! Do you, the person who told me this, understand what I’m saying? ha ha! I think some text messages can be hard to understand; maybe it’s just me.  Now that could be. Woohoo!

It might be a Big Illusion!  ItchieBitchie says--Don’t buy stuff to reap admiration. If you want admiration, DO SOMETHING THAT IS NOBLE OR HARD TO DO. Any yutz with a credit card can create the illusion of wealth. An opportunity just fell into my lap. I was suppose tooooo have breakfast with a friend who didn’t show. An old business account/friend asked me to join him (i.e. happenstance, na, I don’t think soooo).  He shared some of his life with me.  This guy is truly a great guy (i.e. has my admiration). I would guess very few folks know what he has been through and how he has/is helping others.  It appears that is the way he wants it. Holy Molly!  He wasn’t bragging to me; I guess I was just the right person for him to share some stuff with (i.e. he was extremely personal). Well woof woof!

A guy was taking a smoke break with one of his non-smoking colleagues. “How long have you been smoking for?” the colleague asks. “Thirty years,” says the smoker.

“Thirty years!” marvels the co-worker. “That costs so much money. At a pack a day, you’re spending $1,900 a year. Had you instead invested that money at an 8% return for the last 30 years, you’d have $250,000 in the bank today. That’s enough to buy a Ferrari!” The smoker looked puzzled. “Do you smoke?” he asked his co-worker. “No.” “So where is your Ferrari?” 

Why do kids like to play in the mud?  Richy says--“If you wrestle in the mud with a pig, both of you will get dirty, but only one of you will enjoy it.” Stay out of the mud. Don’t get sucked into the argument. Just walk on by. Folks who love to argue find their meaning, their purpose, and their value by getting you upset. Don’t play their game. Don’t get drawn into it. They’re not looking for answers. They’re just looking for an argument.  How many people does it take to argue? It takes two, right? If one of them walks away, what happens to the argument? It ends. The fire goes out. Sometimes the most merciful thing you can do is walk away from the argument. MissPerfect asks—Is that wisdom? D’awww!

Well bless my soul! Elvis sang a song called “I’m all shook up.”  The first line goes like this—A well’a bless my soul…I’m all shook up…Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay, yay I’m all shock up. I realize that some of you think I’m all shock up.  And you could be right.  Especially those of you who don’t understand me.  Such is life.

I’m sure that some of you won’t understand this.  That is ok.  But maybe it will make you think.  Maybe.  I suggest that you ask the Holy Spirit to give you new ideas to think about. Pray this: “Dear Holy Spirit, I give you permission to give me thoughts anytime you want. I’m wide open, and I will accept them. I have an open mind to you.” AverageJoe says—Of course you have to have an open mind; some of you don’t understand what that is.  ha ha

A friend, MushroomHowie, took me mushroom hunting.  I had to wait until 1:30 as he wanted to take a nap (i.e. he’s retired and can do what he wants folks).  We didn’t have much luck. We took it on the chin!  ANYWAY, I asked my friend if he still gets up like 5:30 in the morning—this morning it was 4—You can get a lot done in a day when you get up that early—if you want tooooo! Aawww!

Well smackeroo!  I was signing in at the rec center to play pickleball when Dale, a long-time friend, was signing in too. He wrote with his left hand.  I said—What’s the deal Dale, you play pickleball and golf right handed but write left handed.  I’m ambidextrous!  The young gale womaning (i.e. can’t say manning) the desk said she was too.  EitherHandWorksDale asked her if she ever made knots when tying her shoe laces.  She did.  I guess the hands get confused.  Ofta! I can’t understand that! 

Some things are easier said than done.  Some folks say a lot of things but…are they right or just think they are! You understand that?  CrazyMarvin says—It’s hard to understand folks that I don’t understand.  CrazyMarvin, that is crazy!  Yabut, maybe it’s your lack of understanding that causes the misunderstanding.  Could be folks. Could be. It is easier to blame the other person but maybe you are to blame (i.e. lack of understanding).  Maybe you are the problem.  Ouchy ouchy!  It’s really easy to think we are always right.  Isn’t it?! MissPerfect says--Who me! Are you kidding me, I’m always right!  Crazy! Just crazy! Saturday question—Do you think you are always right? GerogeTheCrook says—Crazy! “Fire at will” at me for not understanding folks.  I understand.  I really do.  Such is life. 

Oooft!  My late mentor’s name was Ivan.  His daughter sent me his IVANISMS.  Here are a few from the General Advice section—Driving past a hog house: If you have to fart, now is the time; Shitheads are a dime a dozen; Don’t let the bastards get you down; He doesn’t understand everything he knows; Folks spend money they don’t have on things they don’t need to impress people they don’t like. He was a special, unique friend; I miss him. Yes, I do,

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says—There is nothing wrong with the younger generation that the older generation didn’t outgrow.

P.S. You cannot have a positive life and a negative mind. LuckieEddie says--I understand that; I don’t have a problem with that. I understand that; well, I think I understant that anyway!

"If you will live like no one else, later you can live like no one else." - Dave Ramsey Soooo how do you understand what Davie is saying? I guess you will understand it the way you want.  It could be understood different ways by different folks for different reasons. Such is life.  

Mother's Day

Much or most of this ‘It’s Saturday' is non-proven facts (i.e. even my own facts could be non-proven).   SuperMomJulia says—When you believe your own facts…you got a problem erv.  LuckieEddie  says—Yabut what my mom said was fact; she was always right; at least she thought she was! SuperMomHeather says--There is always pushback a.k.a. splashback when moms try to mother their children by teaching them what is right   Such is life.

Sooooo folks, you go to a paint store to purchase a gallon of paint to match a paint sample that that you had taken. The clerk takes a gallon can of white paint and begins mixing in drops of other colors to achieve the specific paint color that you requested. He was following the computer specifications that tell the clerks how to blend the correct proportions or amounts of different paint hues necessary to create the desired color. Soooo does this happen to us on a daily basis? We all are subject to the influences or contamination from the environment around us, for our good or for our detriment (i.e. that stuff can permanently affect us).  Ouchy ouchy!  Soooo has your mother or you as a mother permanently affected or affecting your children?  I think soooo folks (i.e. just my opinion).

I was talking to a friend who is in her 80s.  She was telling me of her family.  Her mother was of a large family.  Her grandfather was not a nice person (i.e. actually very petulant).  As sooooon as the children could leave home they did because of him.  The children did not keep in touch.  As a result, my friend never knew hardly any of her cousins.  I asked her how it affected her mother—my mom had a lot of talent and ability but never got an opportunity to use them; she was hindered by her father which affected her.  I asked my friend if her mother affected her—I’m sure her situation did but maybe I didn’t realize it nor did she.  She said her granddad was a strict follower of a certain church’s beliefs and traditions to a point that it was intolerable; to this day she has bad feelings to that denomination.  Ouchy ouchy.

I believe that moms quite often are like a compass to their children; moms many times point their children in the right direction (i.e. or at least try).  Moms are soooooo important in the lives of their children.  Now that is a great responsibility (i.e. my opinion).  Many moms are the religious leader of the family (i.e. a huge massive responsibility).  It appears in many cases  that moms have more faith in God than fathers (i.e. if there is a father in the picture).  Why that is I don’t know. BelieverMomBetty says—It appears that more women go to church than men.  Explain that to me please. My Mom, Anna, was more of a faith leader than my Dad, Chester; no question.  Many guys just don’t buy into this faith stuff or at least hedge on it or maybe don’t expose themselves.  Why is that do you think? I was very fortunate to have my Mom as my compass.  I wish I could tell her that.  I never really had that opportunity; I was tooooo young to appreciate that when she died. Such is life.

My Mom, Anna, is almost like my heartbeat; without her, I don’t think I would have been able to do many things in my life.  I think my ethics, morals, beliefs, work ethic, and much more are directly related to her (i.e. I think she was a special mom).  I wish I could be more like her.  The picture is of our Mom holding her first and only grandchild, Lauren, that she got to hold or meet. The picture was taken in 1969 on Mother’s Day.  She died that the next year of cancer at the age of 56.  Such is life.

I have to admit that my Mom, Anna, treated me very very nice.  I really think I was spoiled.  I really do.  I almost feel bad about that.  I remember coming home from college late on Friday night.  She was waiting up for me and made me something to eat.  This was the first time that I didn’t bring every piece of clothes I had home to be washed (i.e. I washed clothes before I came home).  I felt sorry for my Mom as she didn’t have the most modern washing facilities). She asked where my clothes were.  I told her I washed them.  She cried.  She soooo much wanted to wash my clothes for me.  When she did wash my clothes, I would get back to college and empty my launder bag and in the middle some were was a bag of chocolate stars (i.e. my favorite).  She was a neat Mom.  I miss her.  Anna was special; very special.  She just didn’t live long enough.  Such is life.

BUT I don’t always follow her advice. Oh no!  She always told me not to be cocky.  Soooo the other day I went to take my written test for my motorcycle license.  I skimmed the manual thinking anybody can pass that test (i.e. real cocky).  I flunked.  YaBut, by only one question!  I LOL!  Sooooo we were having  breakfast with friends the other day.  I told them I sharpened the lawn mower blades and mowed for the first time.  I made a couple of rounds and it didn’t mow very well. Da! I put the blades on up-side-down.  I LOL.  My friend told me he just did the same.  I LOL at him tooooo.  His wife told me later that he mowed the whole lawn before he realized it.  He didn’t tell me that!  I think that is the first time he has ever made a mistake (i.e. or at least admitted it)!  ha ha

Mother'sDayAdvice from PickleballMotherShuts--BIBLE is the acronym for "Best Instruction Before Leaving Earth! 

OneSmartMom said this--The human body needs time to stop, hold still, and recover from all the activity that it's been up to! It's the greed factor that drives us; It's time to sit down and shut up, as my mother used to so eloquently put it and take a priority re-evaluation! AnotherSmartMom says--Money would be much better spent if we'd make less of it and use it instead on taking the family out on a no-phones, no-TV, no-video game, no-laptop camping/fishing trip instead. I have no idea if that mother knows anything about anything; it’s her opinion folks (i.e. it doesn’t seem like the America Way; but then what do I know).  Such is life.

SuperMomJessica says--Words and actions are sure indicators of mothers' priorities.

I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it—Ricky says--You are a product of the way God created you and of the relationships in your life. Your identity is also influenced by two other factors: your circumstances and your consciousness. Circumstances are the things that happen to you and around you — none of which you control. You are a product of the trauma, troubles, suffering, shame, shock, pressures, and pain that have shaped your life. Perhaps even abuse has affected your identity. If you’ve ever had a series of failures or a catastrophe, it has left an indelible mark on who you are. Consciousness is how you talk to yourself. And you know what? If you talked to your friends the way you talk to yourself, you probably wouldn’t be friends anymore, because our thoughts are filled with the lies we’ve heard from other people that we’ve let simmer and fester. When we repeat other people’s thoughts in our head, they go deeper and deeper into our consciousness, and they begin to shape our identity. In Proverbs 4:23, the Bible says, “Be careful how you think; your life is shaped by your thoughts” (GNT). Your thoughts don’t have to be true to hurt you; you just have to believe them. If you tell yourself your marriage won’t last, then it won’t. If you’re afraid you can’t do something, then you won’t. Your thoughts run your life!  WorldClassLarry says—What you think is what you’ll be!  Such is life.

OneSmartMom says--There is more to life than me (i.e. a bigger picture)! When mothers get better (i.e. crushs it, kill it, live it), everyone wins.  Good wisdom OneSmartMom.  Folks, I'm screaming proud of many of you  mothers.  Yes I am.  You are very special folks (i.e. you are fully embraced).

At pickleball the other day, mrs J (i.e. a retired teacher and and a mother) said to me--ITS NOT WHAT HAPPENS To You THAT MATTERS ITS HOW You DEAL WITH IT. Now folks, that is some good motherly advice. No question.  My hat goes off to mrs J.  

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says—To preserve a friend, 3 things are necessary, Honor them when present, Praise them when absent and Assist them in their necessities.

P.S. Have you ever tried to preach to your neighbor’s dog?  How did it go? That is what I thought.

My podcast is with Heidi, our neighbor, who is a mother of three girls.  We will be talking about the joys and challenges of being a mother.  I hope you listen.

the system

I know what I’m doing but maybe you might not exactly think sooooo.  My system makes all kind of sense to me.  Maybe your system and my system don’t sync; not compatible (e.g. android and apple devices). Soooo don’t worry about it.  MissPerfect says—erv, you don’t know diddly squat about nutten; your are just full of nutten!  Sooooo now you heard it folks. 

Sooo who is normal? What bench mark (i.e. who is that person) do we compare normal tooooo?  CrazyMarvin says—Maybe we are all mentally ill to some degree and in some way.  How do we know? Surely no one is perfect; except maybe you! ha ha Do you know any perfect folks? How about do you know any folks who think they are perfect (i.e. folks who think they are perfect have to have a massive huge ego system).  Such is life.

I sent this picture to our family and our daughter referred to me as a stormtrooper. Our little Jimmer calls stormtroopers bucket heads. I didn’t know what a “bucket head” was soooo I had to goggle it.  It must be a new term as I didn’t remember learning it at Roseland Elementary.  ANYWAY It means--A stupid person; blockhead •Probably originally fr the blunt, thickish  head of a donkey or mule. He has exposed me!!!! Soooo a long story short, I’m a bucket head. They found me out!  What more can I say!!!

Ok here is the rest of the story as Paul Harvey use to say.  I was at our local cafe one morning and saw Mark (i.e. an old client and a cycle enthusiast who is a Harley guy).  I told him my situation that I was looking for a used Yamaha XT 250 but can can’t find one (i.e. they are very hard to find).  He said he would look for me.  He called me and said there was one on Craig’s list (i.e. I have looked many times on Craig's list).  I looked and it was just what I was looking for.  I called the guy and told him I would buy it subject to seeing it.  Soooo Arlene and I drove over and looked at it.  I was writing out the check and the FredMotorcyle (i.e. anybody can be a Fred) asked me how old I was—71—man, I hope I’m have your attitude and physical condition that you have when I’m 71 (i.e. I sure fooled him)! He made me smile.  I asked him where I should buy a helmet—he says what size do you wear—I don’t know, I have a rather small head—me toooo.  He goes in a cabinet and brings out this helmet and helps me put it on—it fits pretty good I said—you want to sell it FredMotorcycle—he says, any guy who is 71 and buying a motorcycle, it’s yours at no cost (i.e. I have no idea if he was impressed or thought I was crazy).  He made me smile again.  Sooo we drive out of his drive and Arlene says—what you do?—I bought a motorcycle.  We drove for about 15 minutes and she said—not hurt take care me!  Crazy!  I realize that some of you think I am insane or just insanely isolated from reality!  Such is life. 

TomTerrific says--If you don’t like what’s being said, change the conversation! Now that is a very good tip (e.g. if someone is saying bad things about someone or gossiping, change the conversation into something positive).  Or you can elect not to be around those folks.  But, if folks don’t like what a blogger says, they can comment but most just won’t read their blog (i.e. a lot of folks like to read only what they like to hear and agree with; IckieVickie says--Folks turn a "blind eye" and a "deaf ear" to stuff they don't agree with); a blog really doesn’t produce much dialogue; it’s just one person spouting off.  Sooooo if I offend any of you (i.e. which I’m sure I do), suck it up cupcake and rub some dirt on it!  You will be alright! You got to remember, I might not know what I’m talking about.  Soooo don’t take anything I say tooooo serious. Probably all of you folks are smarter than me.  I’m just a little old farm boy from a mile and fourth south of Roseland, MN. 

Our niece, Rachel, is a big reader and suggests books for me to read.  I have liked her choices she suggested to me (i.e. some of her favorites she says).  ANYWAY, I read Death Comes For The Archbishop by Willa Cather (i.e. a classic I have been told).  It’s about changing the system; it’s a really hard chore to change traditions and believes of the Indians and the Mexicans (i.e. as far as that goes, anyone).   The scenes are in NM around Santa Fe and Albuquerque.  Two French missionaries make their way into the harsh unexplored NM during the middle of the nineteenth century.  They tried to shore up the religion that was brought by Spanish priests and then left to decay.  I asked Rachel of her evaluation of the book (i.e. shared with her permission)—"I think everyone gets a little something different out of it. I remember thinking a lot about loneliness and solitude. Even now I think of NM as removed and a bit isolated, and her writing made me feel that even more. And yet, he continues on.  Does what he feels God has called him to do". When coming home from AZ, I named all the states we drive through (i.e. we have driven through them many times).  AZ—Happy; NM--Lonely; CO—Inviting; NE—Platte Boring; IA—Meat and Potatoes.

CrazyMarvin says—Sometimes a person can get in a system and can’t get out of it even if they want tooooo (e.g. identity theft).  AverageJoe says—Sometimes folks obtain a certain reputation (i.e. correct or not), which is hard to shed (e.g. don’t tell the truth).  I tell you what folks, I know a person who I have an impression of that I can’t get changed in my system; I don’t think I will ever.  I’m not saying that my system is bad or good, but it’s just what it is.  My system has my mindset of this person set as a default.  BUT I think my system is correct!  Based on other folks’ evaluation systems, it appears that some seem to think like me, some might think differently and some really don’t care and some just fake it.  WallySlick says--Everyone has a system; If you want to be homecoming queen, you have to be nice to everyone.  Such is life.

Truth or Consequence! Any of you remember that TV progaram? I did business with a guy recently who seems to be quite successful who over came some  bad odds.  I asked him why has it worked soooo well for him.  He said—I worked with a large company and their lead person told me—People remember truths and forget lies.  He went on to say—I have always been very truthful with him and my business dealings (i.e. sounds like a great guy).  Saturday questions—Do you like to be around liars? Liar liar, pants on fire!

I read this while eating my oatmeal with half a banana on it--When people are hurting, they need simple truth, not simplistic truth. It’s not enough to tell someone to pray, read the Bible, or go to church. You have to help them know how to make changes in their lives.

Is that Jr.

Somehow, some way, we all have a system.  Others might not agree with our system and we might not agree with others’ systems.  LuckieEddie says--I like to imagine there exists an awareness ladder with hundreds of different rungs that people live on... The farther away someone is from you on the awareness ladder, the more absurd their lifestyle seems. OldCootStanley says—The older I get, the less I care what others think; does it really matter (i.e. I don’t give a rip)!  OneTopExectuiveWhoHasaBusinessCoach is very good with analyzing figures and situations says—For every 10 years of the age of women, the shorter their hair gets (i.e.does advanced metrics prove that). Just look around erv.  Soooo why is that do you think? 

A wife of a friend told me her husband was lost in the government’s system. He was trying to renew his green card. They finally found him in the system after several years but had to redo some information as the system required it or lost it.  This took another long period of time.  The whole process took like 10 years and the government’s system never did get it figured out.  My friend settled it; he died.  Soooo now he’s in another system.  I hope he can be found in that system! 

HomeRunHitterRandy sent me these words-- "Christians should be careful not to judge others that sin differently than they themselves do". "There are two types of people in this world, optimists and pessimists, but the pessimists seem to be better informed."

I have this on the wall next to our shower in the bathroom off our bedroom.  I read it often.  I really like it.  I hope it makes sense to you. Saturday question—Who or what sets your sails of your system?

 Some systems run like a fine-tuned machine and others don’t (i.e. some systems are broken but folks don’t know it—they like the system they have had for ever—we have always done it that way—paleo systems). I was told by onesmartguy that approximate 30% of employees of national companies are “remote workers.” Now that is a new system.  Some folks are from the old school and have a hard time with all those “remote workers.”  Crazy crazy! Joeblow says--It’s a different world managing “remote workers.”  Actually, I think some of you folks are rather remote!  ha ha

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

swervinervin

MyFriendJean says—It’s not your position that makes you happy or unhappy, it’s your disposition.

P.S. GeorgeTheCrook says--Strengthening your weaknesses only leads to mediocrity...Your innate strengths are life's way of telling you: "this is what you were born to do."