Help Point!

Help Point! In the tube stations (i.e. subways) in London there were signs pointing to the Help Points. Help points were at certain strategic places which had three words under them—Fire, Emergency, and Information. Those could be good places to go if you have a problem folks.

GeorgeTheCrook says--Help point can be needed by us for many reasons; sometimes when we don’t even know it. Two friends were at a party held at the mansion of a billionaire. One said, “Wow! Look at this place! This guy has everything!” The other said, “Yes, but I have something he'll never have: enough.” Joesixpack says--I live simply. I hate waste and excess. I have a good apartment, a good laptop, and a few other basics. But the less I own, the happier I am. The lack of possessions gives me the priceless freedom to live anywhere anytime…Having too much money can be harmful. It throws off perspective. It makes people do stupid things like buy “extra” cars or houses they don't use - or upgrade to first class for “only” $10,000 so they can be a little more comfortable for a few hours.

I read this while eating my oatmeal with MI blueberries on in (i.e. MI blueberries are the best—It ain’t summer until I have MI blueberries on my oatmeal)—help point—God has placed His handiwork on display for all to see, and if we are wise, we will make time each day to celebrate the world that surrounds us. Today, as you fulfill the demands of everyday life, pause to consider the majesty of heaven and earth. It is as miraculous as it is beautiful, as incomprehensible as it is breathtaking. MissPerfect says—Those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. Saturday question—What music do you hear? Such is life.

You might think I’m crazy but the morning after we got back from London, I rode 62 miles with some buddies on RAGBRAI. Hey, it was going through Parkersburg so I just had to do it (i.e. we ate our way across 62 miles). When you ride with 10,000 bikers, it’s a help point all right. It’s a good opportunity/experience. Maybe when I get older maybe I’ll check my help point and not do such crazy things—and maybe not. Like my friend says—Let’s get going, we’re burning daylight! Such is life.

Help point! I wonder if sometimes we miss it. It’s like we don’t get it! A rookie pitcher was struggling at the mound, so the catcher walked out to have a talk with him: "I've figured out your problem," he told the young southpaw, "you always seem to lose control at the same point in every game." "When is that?" asked the kid. "Right after the national anthem."

Help Point. SusieQ says--Learn to be silent. Let your mind listen to absorb. Have you ever felt like you’re all thumbs and other days every thing seems to go oh so great? Have days when you had little ambition—other days just full of ambition? Some days sooooo positive and others sooooooooo negative? Some days sooooooo happy and some days rather sad? Some days full of hope and other days you just plain lack hope? Some days you are so excited and other days just lack excitement? Why do we feel sooooooo much different from one day to the next? How do you feel today?

CadillacJack says--The best things in life are not things—be a Minimalist. My favorite pair of hiking shorts had a little hole in the back on my butt. It wasn’t very big (i.e. I must have caught it on a rock or something while hiking). ANYWAY Arlene said it looked terrible; you could see what color my boxers are. It didn’t bother me at all. I wore the shorts several times while in Europe and my family thought it was terrible tooooooooo! I think they were jealous!!!!!! So I bowed to their wish and took ‘em to a BeckyTheFixer to have her sew the hole shut. I also brought along a favorite shirt that was coming part under my armpit. When I picked them up BeckyTheFixer said—You are picking up your favorite hiking shorts and shirt—ya, I am; I just really like them. BeckyTheFixer said—it seems when we get older they just feel better; new stuff just doesn’t mean as much anymore. I responded—Isn’t that true. And she said—in general, stuff just isn’t as important. That could be a help point in our lives. What do you think? Huh, interesting.

JoeBlow says—We’re like so many pinballs bouncing around a world of blinking lights and buzzers. There’s lots of movement and noise, but it doesn’t add up to much. That is what he says folks. JeanMyFriend says—May your life be like arithmetic—Friends added, enemies subtracted, joys multiplied and errors divided.

I have said it all along—We’re all mentally ill but just to different degrees. I read this in the London paper (i.e. so it must be right) on our plane ride back home: Eccentrics "could be labeled as ill” -- Eccentrics could be labeled as having mental disorders under planned changes to diagnostic guidelines, experts say. Proposed new diagnoses in an American mental health guide used around the world ”shrink the pool of normality to a puddle”, said Prof Til Wykes, from the Institute of Psychiatry at King’s College London. So who is an eccentric anyway? There are really only two normal folks left in all the world—you and me!!!!! And I question you sometimes!!! Such is life.

Help Point! I got this message from one of our nieces who loves to travel and is very adventurous--Here's one of my favorite Mark Twain quotes for you ... seems appropriate now that you've "seen Europe." ~ Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.

Help point. Power is power no matter what you say. When entering Switzerland, you have to purchase a pass that you put on your windshield for 40 Franks (i.e. maybe to help maintain the many tunnels). My kid sister & brother-in-law took care of all the car expenses and then billed us for our third so she wanted to put it on their credit card. To do this she had to go into the office. I went along just for the experience/opportunity. There was a trucker there who was filling out some paper work when a little, young lady came in and from what I figured out, he was parked in an illegal spot. He, we think, sorta kinda argued with her about it and the discussion when back and forth. Even though she was a little mite, she had the power. She left and said, we think, you move it now or I will ticket you. He grumbled but left and moved his truck. Power and money reins. Such is life.

One of my Help Points has been the gals at my office (i.e. they are soooooo smart and charming toooooo). ANYWAY I stopped to do a little work at the office the other day and one of them said—Watching someone else and doing it yourself is two different things! Now isn’t that the truth folks. Such is life.

I had breakfast with a friend the other morning. He told me that he is stretching his life (i.e. getting out of his comfort zone). He's doing some things that he normally doesn’t do—so what are you doing? He told me that he has got involved with some people that he has put off for years (i.e. visiting with some family and friends). So how does it make you feel—GREAT! Help point! Quit thinking about your money and self; throw those chips away, get your butt of the couch and do something folks. It will make you feel a lot better. And one more thing—do it with gumption!

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

erv

KR’s thought of the day—To stay young, associate with youth…to grow old, try to keep up with them.