Whoa there!

Hello, you aficionados of life!  Disclaimer:  Don't take anything I say tooooo serious.  I'm not right most of the time.  What's your %?  WildWillie says--erv, I wonder if your writings are a mishmash of self-aggrandizing stories, speculation and outright lies.  Stories where facts are few and far between!  WildWillie, we all have our opinions.  

Be careful folks,  As my mentor use to say to me--erv, it's never as good as it appears and never as bad as it appear.  I have to admit that I struggle some in writing "It's Saturday".  The reason why is (i.e. my opinion) that maybe my writings could be interpreted as "blowing smoke" a.k.a. bragging.  It could be interpreted that way by some. Sooooo that is what my struggle is with in writing "It's Saturday".  Example--I just gave blood this week and they gave me a pin for 10 gallons (i.e. a small milestone).  I'm not bragging nor complaining but encouraging you to give blood.  The guy told me that there are 30 gallon donors.  They make me look whimpie!  

ItchieBitichie says--Do you live in a way that might cause others to experience envy or jealousy? Do you brag about your good fortune, advertise your prosperity, or intentionally make others feel like they are lower on the social ladder?  DuaneTheWorm does.  

If I do this to you, I apologize to you.  Believe me, I do have TheLifeOfRiley but it's not near perfect.  Not near.  I have a lot of woes!   I probably have a less attractive life than you do.  Soooooo don't let me make you think that I do.  'Cause I don't.  I'm really just an AverageJoe.  Maybe even a little below average.  

Arlene and I were walking in our resort and I saw this on the back window of a car.  Huh, interesting.  I read Louis L'Amour's book Jubal Sacket.  Here is a paragraph of the book--The Story was strange, yet I believed him.  Keokotah did not lie.  What he told me was what he saw, but what is it we see?  Is it not often what we expect to see?  Or imagine we see?  He was frightened, so what part was reality and what part imagination?  Sakim had taught me to be wary of evidence given by others, for in all evidence there is some interpretation.  The eyes see, the mind explains.  But does the mind explain correctly?  The mind only has what experience and education have given it, and perhaps that is not enough.  Because one has seen does not mean one knows. Huh, interesting.  

Whoa there folks!  MissPerfect says--Think through things before reacting.  We like to think we’re smart and know where we’re going. Then we crash.  I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it--Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not rely on your own insight. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.

“Whoa, Silver!” the Lone Ranger calls out to his trusty steed. The word whoa in this case means, “Hold up. Stop.

We may not look out our window and see invading Babylonians on the horizon, but we may see something that seems just as hopeless.  My late neighbor George would tell me--erv, the devil's best tool is discouragement.  LuckieEddie says--I must fight despair!  It's easy folks to let doomsday prophets make your faith meter appear to be running on empty.  Soooo watch out for those doomsday prophets.  Get around positive folks who lift you up.  And remember, everyone has their different stages of grief and struggles.  Such is life.  

Whoa there!  Or is it a woe there? GeorgeTheCrook, don't kid yourself, you drink more than a snort before dinner! I read in the paper soooo it must be right--Russian men who down large amounts of vodka--and tooooo many do---have an an "extraordinarily" high risk of an early death.  A shocking 35% die before the age of 55.  Soooo GeorgeTheCrook, maybe you should get some help in stopping your excessive drinking (i.e. whoa there)--I don't need any help; I'm not an alcoholic; ah, heck no!  Whoa there GeorgeTheCrook.  It probably will take something really bad to happen to you before you realize you have a problem.  I just hope you don't ruin your life or even die before it happens. Lippy, a late 50ish pickle ball player said this the other day--It seems like every time I drink excessively, my pants falls off and I buy another house!!

"It is better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to open one's mouth and remove all doubt." ~ Mark Twain  Lippy made a lot of noise but his game wasn't very good.  In fact he said some inappropriate stuff in front of some gals.  He was not class (i.e. my opinion).  In contrast.  I played with a guy who looked about 73, was sorta kinda stooped over, walked slow and didn't say but a few words.  Yabut put a pickle ball paddle in his hands and this guy can play folks.  Like my Daddy, Chester, would say to me--erv, if your are good, you don't have to tell anyone, they will know.  Such is life.

Whoa there!  Throw those chips away and get your butt of the couch!  Sometimes it appears it's a good idea to stop and do some thinkin'.  What is important to me?  What do I want to do with my life?  What is the purpose of my life?  Then we need to adjust accordingly maybe.  "One ship drives east and another drives west, While the self-same breezes blow; It's the set of the sails and not the gales, That bids them where to go. Like the winds of the seas are the ways of the fates, As we voyage through life; It's the set of the soul that decides the goal, And not the storms or the strife." ~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox~

Ignoring a woe-is-me attitude!  Many retirees are giving to embrace a plan of action.  They're fighting through a fear of change to create a more fulfilled life.  Whether by force or choice, they're embarking on divergent new lives (e.g. exploring new or long-forgotten passions).  Some retirees go a new way and some just revert back to their old ones.  It's like playing golf here in the desert.  When you hit in the crap (i.e. desert).  Your ball may hit two kinds of scattered desert rocks--Canadian or Mexican.  Canadian rocks make a ball veer sharply north; Mexican rocks deflect shots south.  ItchieBitchie says--That sounds like there is some luck involved.  SmartTomFromMN says--Your golf ball doesn't take any bad bounces when in the air (i.e. meaning, hit it on the green and you won't get any bad bounces).  Huh, interesting.

Whoa there man! I was leaving Broadway Christian Church a couple of Sundays ago.  I was crossing the street to my car when a guy was walking his daughter in a stroller.  He asked me--How was church--Uplifting; Are you a Christian I asked.  He said--I'm a Catholic!   Sooooo, I didn't know how to interpret that answer!  I assume that was a positive!  God only knows.  PastorJohn is talking about stuff in Revelations.  Pastor/Porfessor/WorldRenownedExpertOnWorldReligons/Robert told me once, "When John wrote Revelations, John and God understood it.  Now only God does!  This is what I think--God is amazing!  His understanding I cannot fathom.  God is God and that's just the way it is (i.e. my opinion).  

Whoa there, ya gotta stop your eating!  Joesixpack, the only sweet spot you ever hit is the donut shop!  Ouchy ouchy!  SusieQ says--That big belly makes your belt "way tooo tight"; it restricts the blood flow to your brain!  Talking about the sweet spot.  Chet, when he was here, tried to help me with my golf swing.  I have always been sorta kinda an arm swinger (i.e. don't turn my body properly).  I don't want to be.  I'm going to try to change.  But after 48 years, bad habits are really hard to change.  We will see now won't we.  It probably depends how bad I want to change maybe.  It makes it a lot harder to swing probably when you are 68 and not as limber as I use to be.  BUT if I really want to change, I bet I can and will. I hope this is a "body turning event"!!!!  ItchieBitchie says--don't get your hopes up--it's hard to change.  Well, I took my new swing to the course--bogey, bogey, double bogey and then pared out.  Either I adapted or got luckier!  I don't know.  It's hard to make a "very exaggerated change" overnight folks.  And age doesn't help folks.  Oh no!  In fact, that "twisting the body" hurts!!!

Power and the love of money causes us woes!  How many times have the same land been controlled by different folks through out history.  Think about all the wars, kings, countries and empires through out history.  Why will that change?  Where is Babylon (i.e. described once the greatest city)?  Where is the Roman Empire (i.e. described once as the greatest empire)?  The American Indians didn't call themselves Indians.  They called themselves by a certain tribe names.  The white folks called them all Indians.  Those tribes fought between themselves like different countries or groups of folks.  They killed each other for power over the land.  Saturday question--Does history repeat itself?  

Life can have woes alright.  Arlene and I went to the Suns/Heat game via the light rail (i.e. free ride if you have a Suns' ticket).  I didn't remember locking the car.  I wondered if I did or not.  You ever do that.  I sorta kinda thought about that during the game.  I wanted to play golf in the morning and my clubs were in the trunk.  I hoped someone didn't steal them. On the return trip, the light rail was really packed and a couple of college guys insisted that we take their seats (i.e. I think they thought I looked old and Arlene looked sweet or something).  They were from Brazil.  When they got to ASU campus and were leaving, I told them they were good guys and wished them well in their lives.  I did lock the car!!!  I don't know if I'm going to play golf or pickle ball well tomorrow.  I don't know but either way, I'm going to have a ball. No matter if I do well or not soooo well, I'm still going to have a ball. It's the way I choose to live life.  So, what's your day going to be like today?

 Whoa there!  Stop immediately!  If you are offended easily, don't read this paragraph.  Just skip to the next please.  I don't want to offend you.  We were waiting our turn to play pickle ball one day this week.  One of my buddies had a "black wrap" on his arm just above his elbow--what's that about--doctor says I have tendinitis between my elbow and my shoulder; she gave me a sling to wear; said it would be better in three months; I haven't worn the sling; I want to play pickle ball; it usually hurts the worst in bed.  I told him I have a little of that toooo and mine hurts most in bed tooo.  The guy sitting next to us said--I have that toooo but I have found that if I put my arm around my wife and grab her left breast, it doesn't hurt!  His statement sounds more tendentious than tendinitis!  The gal sitting on the other side of these guys said--A guy hugged me other night and was toooo aggressive and cracked something in my chest. I don't know if something got broke.  Sooooo there are the free lessons of the day that I learned.  What a hoot!  

More stuff I have learned that was interesting to me.  Golfed last Saturday with a two ranchers from ND. Their golf game looked like they spend most of their time making hay, castrating, and roping.  ANYWAY I really enjoyed their company and/ learned some stuff.  One of them owns 3,000 acres at the average price of $1,500 an acre (i.e. prices have gone up as ranchers have money as agriculture has been good and the oil in ND).  He operates a 100 cow/calf operation at the age of 76 with his son.  They don't use the knife anymore for castrating but now use rubber bands (i.e. modern technology).  I asked him if he ever used his teeth--no no, that was done by the sheep folks he said!  More free information.  

I played pickle ball with a guy the other day who was from northern MN (i.e. about 43 I would guess).  He is a farmer.  He says, this year looks like it's going to be a year we farm just for the fun of it (i.e. prices aren't very good right now).  Soooo what do you raise up there?  Usually corn and beans and edible beans.  But this year we are going to raise all edible beans.  It's all about the money folks.  Huh, interesting.

Whoa there, friends!  After giving  blood, I had the opportunity to play 9 holes with old college friends of ours (i.e. old in being friends for a long time and not that they are old).  They gave me an exciting glow (i.e. good folks with good hearts--my kind of folks)! The picture is of us on the first tee.  Linda was soooo excited to see me that she tripped over her bag/pull golf cart, tipping everything over striking the doctor who was playing with us and sorta kinda injuring him.  I think he might sue!   It was the evening of the $5 hamburger at Sunland Villege East soooo we indulged together.  A great time was had.  Abraham Lincoln once said--The better part of one's life is one's friends!

I read this from the Book while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it--Paul says, For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved, it is the power of God.  Some of you are saying--whoa there erv, don't put me on the spot.  I don't believe in Jesus and all that Jesus stuff.  What's sooooo neat folks, is we all get to make that decision.  And remember folks, decisions have consequences!  You make the call.  I have a friend who I call TheNDbeetfarmerPaul (i.e. don't get confused, TheNDbeetfarmerPaul is not the same Paul I quoted previously in the Book).  This Paul is smart but I didn't know the other Paul personally (i.e. died many years ago) sooooo I don't know which one is the smartest.  God only knows folks!  I read this (i.e. pretty deep)--For who among men knows the thoughts of a man except the man's spirit within him?

Whoa there, I didn't mean that!  A college senior took his new girlfriend to a football game. The young couple found seats in the crowded stadium and were watching the action. A substitute was put into the game, and as he was running onto the field to take his position, the boy said to his girlfriend, "Take a good look at that fellow. I expect him to be our best man next year." His girlfriend snuggled closer to him and said, "That's the strangest way I ever heard of for a fellow to propose to a girl. But regardless of how you said it, I accept."

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

swervinervin

MyFriendJean says--A good neighbor doubles the value of a house.

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This "It's Saturday" might make some of you feel sorta kinda queasy.  Try not to think about it!  We are all sorta kinda quirky!  Our minds are really something folks.

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Now that Sun fan is quirky!  Our son, Chet a.k.a. a Knicks' fan and I a.k.a. a Suns' fan went to the Suns game last Saturday night.  It was a hoot.  I must admit, I enjoyed the heck out of the evening together!  I think the last time we went to a NBA game together was with our whole family at the Forum in Los Angles and saw the Lakers play maybe 25 years ago.  Chet remembered they played Sacramento.  Sacramento was way ahead and the Lakers came back and won.  Chet got Vlade Divac's autograph at court side before the game.  I remember that our daughter, Heather, got sick.  Oh great family memories!

Strange mannerisms!  There are some folks who have some strange mannerisms!  Oh ya.  SusieQ say--I didn't know my future husband had soooooo many until after we got married.  Was I surprised.  He has some quirks alright.  Some I don't want to tell you about (i.e. a lot of scratching and itching and...).  They're just crazy and bizarre.  AverageJoe says--If you think there is good in everybody, you obviously haven't met everybody!  Ouchy ouchy!

It ain't easy folks!  To go against the dominate thinking of your friends and of the folks you see every day (i.e. classy folks do that) can be tough. Sometimes we might think we seem peculiar to others.  Soooo, we don't want that soooo we do stuff  sooo we aren't quirky (i.e. want to be like others even if it costs us a arm and a leg).  This causes us problems.  We don't want to be quirky. CadillacJack says--What is the source of debt? Most often, debt arises when we live beyond our means. It happens when we are not satisfied.  I asked a friend how his family is doing--one son is separated from his wife--she always was a big spender (i.e. wasn't good for the marriage--high maintenance).  Joesixpack says--Being classy is "life magic"!  Such is life.

Now this guy must be quirky!  Look at the picture.  Two different socks and one with a whole in the toe.  Quirky!  Who is that guy anyway!  It's me.  I played some golf and then we went to get some groceries at Freys.  I looked at my feet and "what"!

ItchieBiticie says--No one wants to considered an oddity!  Fear of failure is a great motivator.  SusieQ says--When you fail, everyone thinks you're an idiot.  And when everyone things you're an idiot, you loose your self-esteem.  And when you loose your self-esteem, you get ulcers.  And when you get ulcers, it can go on for ever folks.  Soooo that is why folks won't take risks.  ItchieBitchie says--All of us could take a lesson from the weather.  It pays no attention to criticism !  Will Rogers quipped, "You've got to go out on a limb sometimes because that's where the fruit is." 

My favorite running path!

A sense of peace.  I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it--"The man (i.e. person) of integrity walks securely, but he who takes crooked paths will be found out".  Our tracks give us away!  There are a lot of  "rabbit paths" you can follow just like there are a lot of hikin' trails up 'er in 'em mountains.  When the folks traveled west before there were roads or even distinct mapped paths, they followed the paths of wild animals.  Those animals knew the shortest way over the mountains and to water.  They did it for years (i.e. many years of experience that were proven over and over again).  I wonder if it would be wise for us folks to follow paths that have been proven over and over again.  I wonder.  What do you think? 

My Daddy, Chester, told me that when he was a kid, they ate rabbits.  They didn't always have guns or ammunition to hunt them always so they would trail the rabbits after a snow.  They would follow their tracks.  Rabbits quite often would go into a hole in the snow.  Then they would sneak up from behind the opening of the snow hole and just bounce on them.  Their tracks gave the rabbits away.  Huh, interesting.  Saturday question--What do our tracks (i.e. our rear view mirror show/story) look like?

In a dark and hazy room, peering into a crystal ball, the mystic delivered grave news:  "There's no easy way to tell you this, so I'll just be blunt. Prepare yourself to be a widow.Your husband will die a violent and horrible death this year."  Visibly shaken, SnowbirdLauraofIA stared at the woman's lined face, then at the single flickering candle, then down at her hands. She took a few deep breaths to compose herself and to stop her racing mind. She simply had to know. She met the Fortune Teller's gaze, steadied her voice, and asked, "Will I be acquitted?"

Arlene and I were walking the other morning.  I had to stop at the activity center to go to the bathroom (i.e. drank toooo much coffee).  As I walked by a lady and a man I heard them talking, I heard one sentence of their conversation--"Some folks think they are invincible".  As far as I can tell we are all mortal.  There comes a time when they roll up the carpet on our life on this earth.  Saturday questions--Do you believe in heaven and hell?  Soooo where do you think you are going after death on this earth?  People react differently to hearing “Procedure X has a 70 percent chance of survival” and “Procedure Y has a 30 percent chance of death.” Phrased that way, people flock to Procedure X, even though the numbers are the same."  "I remember the moment when my overwhelming uneasiness yielded. Seven words from Samuel Beckett, a writer I’ve not even read that well, learned long ago as an undergraduate, began to repeat in my head, and the seemingly impassable sea of uncertainty parted: “I can’t go on. I’ll go on.” I took a step forward, repeating the phrase over and over: “I can’t go on. I’ll go on.” And then, at some point, I was through.  Paul Kalanithi is a chief resident in neurological surgery at Stanford University. Read his story on this link 
http://www.nytimes.com/2014/01/25/opinion/sunday/how-long-have-i-got-left.html

CrazyMrvin said--She acted rather quirky I thought.  When my wife of 52 years, SeniorBetty, woke up the other morning and she said to me--Whoa there old man, don't touch me, I must be dead (i.e. she thought they fired up the cooker and chucked her in)--you're not dead, you are breathing and are awake.  I thought I was dead as nothing hurts this morning!

Arlene and I were sitting in our chairs at the end of our drive the other night drinking our wine and eating some cashews.  A neighbor lady walked by and was within 6 feet of us but didn't acknowledge us (i.e. she was in deep thought).  Then she came back and said--Holy crap!  Did I just walk by and not acknowledge you?--We are sitting outside and I'm cool sooooo I went back to get a sweatshirt.--I can't believe I didn't see you.--I really wasn't being obnoxious, really!

She is quirky in that she has poise!  I like to be around folks who have class.  What's class--Class is not DuaneTheWorm who just cares about himself (i.e. self centered).  I have had the opportunity to be around some very classy folks a.k.a. neat folks.  Class is handling situations in a "high quality manner" when things aren't going their way and when they are having great success.  Okla. St.'s Marcus Smart did not have class when shoving a TX Tech fan late in the game even when supposedly Jeff Orr called him a "piece of crap".  FlipThePancake--Paton Manning and Russel Wilson are on TV doing advertisements.  Why?  They are class acts folks.  ItchieBitchie says--Classy folks are stealth.  I heard a sports announcer say--Very few folks can handle success (i.e. that is in many aspects of life).  Just look around.  It is quite obvious.  We all know folks who are "tooooo big for their britches").  Quite often when folks think they are really "hot stuff", disaster happens to them.  It reminds me of a guy I golfed against in league.  He thinks he's really something.  I tell him how good he is, how far he can hit the ball, and how can anyone beat him.  He just melts like a snowman does in July!  I know that isn't nice, but this guy has such a huge ego that it just makes me laugh.  Classy folks can control their emotions and don't have an extreme temper and stay calm under pressure.  It's not good to loose your head.  Abraham Lincoln was very good at this; he saw the big picture and didn't burn bridges and didn't get offended easily. I believe that Abraham Lincoln was a classy person.  What do you think?

LuckyEddie says--The more folks experience, the more they know about stuff.  They become more well rounded in their thinking (i.e. can see the big picture).  They aren't soooo surprised about change and disappointments and realities of life.  Maybe they understand better, maybe have the ability to see things differently.  Those folks have class (i.e. my opinion).  There are folks who make a lot of noise but say nutten (i.e. a lot of razzle dazzle but...).  They make a big deal out something about themselves which in really isn't a very big deal.  They blow things way out of portion (i.e.not classy folks--my opinion).  Arlene and I went for a walk the other day.  We saw this sign on a rock in front of some folks' house (i.e. you might have to enlarge it to read it--just click on it).  It made me laugh!

There has always been a lot of quirky folks!  I read this while eating my oatmeal with half a banana/blueberries on it--Paul's letter to the church in Corinth, Greece has relevance to us today; problems like immaturity, instability, divisions, jealousy and envy, lawsuits, martial difficulties, sexual immorality and misuse of spiritual gifts exist today as they did back then c. (i.e. meaning about, approximately) A.D. 55.  LuckieEddie says--There are times when a guy just can't seem to control himself.  Such is life.

MNengineer showing his form
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Normal or quirky?  A golf buddy MNengineer a.k.a. the whizz kid isn't maybe the best golfer I know but is the most frequent peeeeer I know!  We were putting our clubs in the car after golfing this week.  I asked the guys if they dream.  They all dream.  MNengineer guy can fly in his dreams.  The IA-MiracleGuy can dream, go to the bathroom and then continue his dream.  We all have reoccurring dreams (i.e. mine is I can't find a place on the tee box to hit my drive--always a something in front of me or something restricting my back swing--my buddies just leave me there).  AmazingND Guy guy (i.e. age 74) said he dreams in color.  He also told us he has sexual dreams; mostly about people he doesn't know.  Sometimes about his wife but not very often and sometimes about his first wife.  It was quite a conversation.  We laughed the whole way home. I wonder if women ever have sexual dreams. Now that is something you just don't talk about with women (i.e. at least I have never)

This week a smart, classy person sent me this message by email--RIGHT NOW is always the most important.

Excuse me but...!  My writing ability is not to couch ideas in the style of a trained writer, who had studied the techniques of influencing folks by persuasive arguments.  The reality is, I was never very good with English.  I don't think I paid enough attention in Roseland, MN elementary.  But, I do know I was in the top 5 of my class.  We only had 5 in our class!  Soooo, if I have misspelled a few words or said something not quite right, I think you'll get it.  You are quirky folks with amazing minds.  Besides, pictures are worth a thousand words!  Such is life.

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

erv

MyFriendJean says--Invest in the power of love, not the love of power.

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Disclaimer:  I ain't smart!  If I were smart, I would be sitting on top of some mountain!  The Russian writer Fyodor Dostoyevsky wrote, “It’s not the brains that matter most, but that which guides them—the character, the heart.” How do you define a wise person? Is it someone who has a college degree, knows what’s going on in the world, reads widely, speaks a foreign language, has the ability to speak and write clearly?

Fair enough, but according to Proverbs these accomplishments could well be beside the point. Biblically speaking, a wise person is one who lives with awe and reverence toward God while hating evil and avoiding it as one would a coiled snake. Teddy Roosevelt, who was once a Sunday school teacher, said that educating a person without changing him morally only makes matters worse.

Joesixpack says--What is your label?  Like Alexander The Great!  Like Starvin' Marvin!  Like two ton Tilly!  Like Fat Cat Edgar! Like Crazy Wilma!  Like par man Ron!  Like Smart Ass Ted!  Like nice guy Fred.  Like Smart as blazes Becky!  Like cutie pie Seana!  You understand, you got the idea. At the end of the day, would we be labeled a good person?  Do you believe that the fear of the Lord (i.e. living with awe and reverence before God) is the beginning of wisdom? It says in the Book I was reading while eating my oatmeal with half a banana on it--It’s the starting block of a virtuous and rewarding journey in life (i.e. that is not thunder from the mountain tops folks).

Joesixpack said--I went to my family's reunion last summer in MS.  I can see why there should be birth control!  I hate to label them crazy as they are some of my own family but...!  And I can't believe it, half of them are crazy liberals and half of them are crazy conservatives.  Crazy!  Just crazy.  It seemed I like I was the only normal one there!  Go figure!

I label them smart folks. ItchieBitchie asks--What is the capacity of a human brain?  That is just a stupid question IithcieBitchie.  Who knows (i.e. it doesn't really have a definite answer, just a lot of estimates).  That means there is not a wrong answer.  But it appears that some folks have more capacity than others, oh ya!  Clay Thompson in the AZ Republic says--Your brain has somewhere around 100 billion neurons and about a quadrillion synapses that carry messages to neurons and muscle cells and so on.  Of those 100 billion, it is thought that maybe 1 billion are involved in remembering things.  The other neurons are busy running your body or watching football or thinking about how people look naked.  Your brain has a memory capacity of something like 2.5 petabytes.  What's a petabyte?  Beats me!  But if your brain worked like a digital video recorder in a television, 2.5 petabytes would be enough to hold three million hours of TV shows.  You would have to leave the TV running continuously for more than 300 years to use up all that storage.  WooHoo!  My believe is that it would take something pretty special to create the brain (i.e. my opinion, one big God).  What do you think?

EngineerJimFromMI (i.e. a golf buddy and one smart guy) gave me this information recently.  Approximately 12 million years ago, a white dwarf star M82 exploded.  Recently, light from this distant supernova finally reached earth.  It's actually in a different galaxy.  Now that is hard for me to grasp (i.e. 12 million light years away).  And some folks don't believe there is a God!  Come on folks!  I golfed with MyFriendGenoFromMN recently.  It was his birthday.  He's 71.  He said he can't hit his 5 iron very well any more.  1 out 10 shots is good he said.  Hey, old roaster, just be happy you are still around.  I read in the paper (i.e. sooo it must be right) that 14 out of 15 roasters are killed right after birth.

I label him a good guy!  We were waiting for our table at Egginton's (i.e. our favorite breakfast place).  There was a seat open next to a guy on a bench.  I asked him (i.e. a senior) if he was saving it for someone.  No no, sit down; my wife is outside talking to our adult son.  He just got a job after being unemployed or 9 months.  He had a very good job which is no longer in the market place (i.e. probably gone for ever).  He insisted in finding the same job.  They are not out there.  It took him this long to accept that.  He talked how hard it was for him and his wife to see their son go through this.  Our table was ready and I got up.  He shuck my hand.  I said--You are a good man.  He said--I don't know about that but I sure enjoyed our visit.  This guy was a good person.  Good folks just stand out and others can tell they are good.  No question.

LuckyEddie says--My know-it-all sister-in-law MissPerfect flaunts her stuff and then gloats about it..  She needs to counter her physical and emotional inclinations.  Yabut, that statement and the actual situation depends on who is telling the story (i.e. who is doing the labeling).  Yabut what ever label you put on her, she sticks out like a sore thumb.  It's all how you look at it.  Two fish swim into a concrete wall.  One turns to the other and says, 'Dam!'

The French emperor Napoleon Bonaparte observed that you can tell a great deal about people by what went on in their life, and the world, when they were twenty years of age.  Now that is interesting to me.  Soooo some folks have labels 'cause of what happened to them when they were 20.  Sooooo maybe we are programed by our past.  At least partly.  Years ago, they would say John, the son of John the farmer or Bill the son of a banker Fred  or Mary, daughter of Freda on the other side of the tracks etc.   Kids were labeled.  Maybe they still are.  What do you think?

Folks seem to be more interested in the contents of food products than they did before (i.e. look at the labels).  Some of the stuff in some foods some folks don't want to eat.  Some labels are miss leading.  The producers want to sell the product (i.e. make $$$$) so they camouflage the contents.  MissPerfect says--Ya gotta learn how to real the labels.  SusieQ says--It's sooooo easy, if it tastes good, it ain't no good for ya!  

Are you labeled romantic?  Everyone does something different for their sweetheart.  Maybe we all show our romance differently.  What ever works for you.  Arlene and I went for a long walk the other morning in our community.  We saw this.  I have now idea what it is suppose to mean or say.  What do you think?  A friend from MN gave us this advice while playing golf the other day--To have a good, happy marriage, you have to admit when you are wrong and keep you mouth shut when you are right.  What has worked for me is always shake my head vertically and always remind myself--A happy wife is a happy life.  Soooo there you go!  Suck it up cupcake.  If you continue to do what you did for the last 5 years the next 5 years, why would you think anything will change! My mentor use to say to me--erv, diamonds are girls' best friends!  A friend gave my this advice------How do you romance a woman--Answer:  Wine her, dine her, call her, cuddle with her, surprise her, compliment her hair, shop with her, listen to her, buy her flowers, hold her hand, write love letters, and be willing to go to the end of the earth for her.  How do you romance a man-----Answer:  Arrive naked and bring food!  AverageJoe says--Make sure you buy your sweetheart something for Valentine's Day.  Last year I didn't.  We had words, but I didn't get to use mine!

Precious wild drivers!

Just precious!

Pre-labeled maybe!  Charlie and Henry are here visiting us.  Theerv, we are programmed by our past.  And who are these kids' programmers?  Who are the primary programmers?  Diet and exercise folks, diet and exercise!  SusieQ says--It's a choice folks, it's a choice; we make the choice for ourselves and we make it for our kids. And decisions have consequences. But some kids listen better than others.  We were checking out at Frey's.  Chet and I were deciding who was going to pay (i.e. it was my turn).  ANYWAY the checkout lady asked who's visiting who!  Then she said--When my family visits me, I pay and when I visit my family I pay!  Such is life.
label on the picture says it all folks.  LuckieEddie says--Some kids might have two strikes against them before they step up to the plate.  I read in the paper, sooooo it must be right, that "Many kids' obesity fate set in stone by age of  5"!  Ouchy ouchy!  My mentor use to say--

Got a text with this pic recently from a friend labeled:  No one is home!

Do not expect the world to look bright, if you habitually wear gray-brown glasses. ~ Charles Eliot ~  I oscillate my label on certain folks.  Some days I think I like who they are and some days I don't as much.  Is that normal?  Is my thinking changing or are they changing?  I put different labels on them at different times.  GeorgeTheCrook says--Folks do change and we are all affected by our environment, genetics and our thinking.  Sooooo maybe GeorgeTheCrook, maybe folks do change and my different labels might be right.  Ya but maybe I change and that is why I think they change.  Now that could be tooooo!  I look at them with different glasses.  A rookie police officer was assigned to ride in a cruiser with an experienced partner. A call came over the car's radio telling them to disperse some people who were loitering.  The officers drove to the street and observed a small crowd standing on a corner. The rookie rolled down his window and said, "Let's get off the corner." No one moved, so he barked again, "Let's get off the corner!" Intimidated, the group of people began to leave, casting puzzled glances in his direction. Proud of his first official act, the young policeman turned to his partner and asked, "Well, how did I do?" "Pretty good," replied the veteran, "especially since this was a bus stop."

Jim Beam Devil Cut label!  What does that label say to you?  At the Super Bowel I saw some of the football players beating their chests when they thought they did something goooood (i.e. like I'm the man--I'm the big dog--like I'm great--like it's all about me).  Toooo me, it sorta kinda makes me laugh.  I also read this from the Book while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it--When all the people who had gathered to witness this sight saw what took place, they beat their breasts.  The footnote said--A sign of anguish, grief or contrition.  Now there is a contrast folks.  One proud and one humble (i.e. different labels maybe).  

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

erv

MyFriendJean says--You have to do your own growing.  No matter how tall your grandfather was.

very obvious

Disclaimer:  I have learned down her in the Valley of the Sun that some older folks can be very opinionated, stubborn, stiff necked, set in their ways and think they are right most of the time (i.e. they are expressive toooooo).  Many think they have a better "way to skin the cat"!  A little kid called me an old man at Frey's grocery store the other day sooooo I qualify (i.e. if you know what fender skirts, curb feelers, and brassieres are, you are probably in the same age bracket)!  Ouchy ouchy!  soooo don't pay much attention to what is in "It's Saturday".  Take it with a "grain of salt".  And remember, you get what you pay for (i.e. it is very obvious)!  Remember, this is written by an old man!  Such is life.

Us seniors have a lot of knowledge and wisdom gained by our many experiences.  That is why we think we know sooooo much (i.e. and probably do).  Realty is that younger generations don't seem to pay much attention to us for help.  Unless they want some money! YoungBettsy says--Many of the younger generation thinks that seniors are "set in their ways" and "old fashion".  Maybe seniors interpret things differently.  Could be! Ya, there are some seniors who are but many who are not.  But seniors like to use what has worked for them in the past (i.e. experience is a mean teacher).  Such is life.

"The compensation of growing old was simply this:  that the passions remain as strong as ever, but one has gained--at last!--the power which adds the supreme flavor to existence, the power of taking hold of experience, of turning it round slowly, in the light." ~ Virginia Woolf, English author (1882-1941)

Ya there are beliefs that stick in seniors' crawls like dried up oatmeal sticks to my breakfast bowel.  It's hard to scrap that dried up oatmeal off the bowl just like it's hard to scrape off seniors' beliefs.  I went to buy a large container (i.e.new supply) of oatmeal at Freys the other day.  The complete section of the large was empty.  Must be quite popular with the seniors here in the Valley of the Sun.  I'm not the only one that has that for breakfast.  Such is life.

Let it be cold and snowy at the Super Bowl!  Go ahead.  Give us frosty temperatures, wind and especially snow.  After all, it isn't like any of us will be sitting our there watching the game.  It's very obvious that the super bowl is a corporate event.  Let the rich folks turn into human Popsicles.  The rest of us will be lounging in our climate-controlled living rooms with a remote control.  The only ice will be floating in a beverage.  PastorRalph asks--Why can't the folks at church stand up and scream for the whole service like the Seattle Seahawks fans do for the whole game?  The reason PastorRalph is that they aren't fueled by three hours of tailgating!

A government survey crew came to Ole's farm one day and asked permission to enter his property.  Ole agreed, and Lena even served them a nice meal at lunch time.The next morning, the crew returned and told Ole, "Because you were soooo kind to us, we wanted to give you this bad news in person instead of by letter."  Ole replied, "What's the bad news/"  The surveyors said, "Well, after reviewing our work here, we discovered that your farm is not in Minnesota but is actually in South Dakota!"  Ole looked at Lean and replied to the surveyors, "That's the best news I have heard in a long time. I just told Lean this morning that I don't think I can take another winter in Minnesota"

Arlene and I were waiting for a table (i.e. out eating again) sooooo I struck up a conversation with Ed and Mabel from Ortonville, MN (i.e. both pump).  I asked them what they did today--nutten Ed said, and we are really good at it!  The most popular activities of snowbirds, without a doubt, is talking and eating.  And it is very obvious that many are very good at it.

The train has left the station!  ItchieBitchie says--Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.  MissPerfect says--If you have pushed yourself past where you might not have gone, that's something to celebrate. Celebrate celebrate, dance to the music!  I see many many seniors doing that.  They are living their life to the most.  Arlene and I enjoy watching Iowa basketball.  We enjoyed the game against MN Sunday.  The Hawks won which we even enjoy more.  At IA football games and basketball games, if they win the band strikes up the tune--In heaven there ain't no beer. That's why we drink it here. When we're gone from here, all our friends will be drinking all the beer!

Run with the crowd! CadillacJack says--When young and not liberal, you have no feelings; when you get old and aren't conservative, you have no brain.  SusieQ says--At some point in life you have to "Throw your hat over the fence"!  Is it time for you to throw your hat over the fence? That phrase was used by President Kennedy in a speech promoting the space program. He cited the Irish writer, Frank O’Connor, who, as a boy would walk through the countryside. When he and his friends came to an orchard wall that seemed too high and difficult to climb, they took their hats and tossed them over the wall. Now they had no choice but to climb over the wall.

Time to face the music!  It's very obvious that the hundreds of thousands snowbirds in the Valley of the Sun impacts the economy here.  Oh ya!  It's big business for AZ.  The baby boomers act different that the "old folks of old".  They spend money and want different things (i.e. demand stuff).  If a certain park doesn't have the stuff they want, they will go where they can find what they want.  Us old folks can be demanding.  And you know what, they give us what we want 'cause we spend the money and they want our money.  It's all about the money folks (i.e. that's not far-fetched folks)!  Such is life.

The reason why baby diapers have brand names such as "Luvs" and "Huggies", while undergarments for old people are called "Depends".  When babies poop in their pants, people are still gonna Luv'em and Hug'em. When old people poop in their pants, it "Depends" on who's in the will? 

Everyone has their opinions!  It seems that every "chit chat" of older folks, there are a lot of opinions, views, thinking, and ideas.  It seems like many of those folks don't agree.  And it seems like everyone is quite vocal about everything.  Everyone has the solution but it seems like very little gets done.  It's mostly just talk.  And then if some action is taken, a committee or two is formed and then the it takes another long period of time (i.e. sounds a lot like some churches).  

A lot of different rights!  Could be!  But maybe many of these snowbirds who have strong opinions ran businesses before retirement or were in charge or made decisions.  And maybe many of them have some money.  Maybe much of money is controlled by older folks (i.e. that would make sense).  Money is power in many areas.  Let's face it, it's an impact (i.e. many folks get what they want if they have money).  CadillacJack says--Money can make things happen.  Don't act sooooo flabbergasted, you know it's the truth!  Such is life.

A bossy MNsnowbird learned the hard way after ordering his nurses around as if they were his employees. But the head nurse stood up to him.   One morning she entered his room and announced, "I have to take your temperature." After complaining for several minutes, he finally settled down, crossed his arms and opened his mouth.  "No, I'm sorry,” the nurse stated, "but for this reading, I can't use an oral thermometer." This started another round of complaining, but eventually he rolled over and bared his bottom.  After feeling the nurse insert the thermometer, he heard her announce, "I have to get something. Now you stay just like that until I get back!" She left the door to his room open on her way out. He complained under his breath as he heard people walking past his door laughing.  After almost an hour, the man's doctor came into the room.  "What's going on here?" asked the doctor.   Angrily, the man answered, "What's the matter, Doc? Haven't you ever seen someone having their temperature taken?"    "Yes," said the doctor. "But never with a carnation."

Very obvious he said!  I was talking to our president of our pickle ball club.  He was telling me that the park has a new manager and that maybe now we will get some renovations done in the pickle ball area.  Soooo you didn't like the old manager?  Elpresdentento said--Other than being a regular complete A_ _  H_ _ _ he wasn't a bad guy!!!  Ouchy ouchy!  ItchieBitchie says--You know that you've matured when you’d rather be slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie.

I use to tell our children, "You can't comprehend some stuff at your age but maybe someday you will" (e.g. how much I love them).  Maybe we need to get to a certain age (i.e. maturity age) or have certain things happen to us before we understand things.  Could be.  Maybe that is why seniors understand things differently.  Could be.  I read in the paper sooooo it must be right--Many seniors' prayers are no longer superficial.  They are no longer a wish list for Santa.  They ask for a purpose and deeper relationships.  Huh, interesting.

Can you imagine?  The powerful, rich, educated, well dressed, senior chief priests (i.e. part of the Sanhedrin, the ruling Jewish council) didn't like it when this young Jesus, who owned no property and was is a carpenter, cleanses the temple of greedy business.  Well, they didn't like it that he challenged their power and their cash cow.  Huh, interesting.


It's very obvious, or is it?  Why do football players dance, say how great they are, talk trash when they think they do something good?  And a golfer tips his hat.  Is it about self-esteem or what?  Must be a reason but I don't know it.  My Mom, Anna, always told me to be humble (i.e. don't draw attention to myself).  My Daddy, Chester, told me that if you are good, you don't have to tell folks, they will know.  Maybe that "football mentality" is the new way (e.g. digital instead of analog).  Maybe being humble and gracious is "old school".  Could be.  It appears that most folks like that "showmanship".  They always show it on TV. There must be a reason why they act that way but I just don't know it.  I guess if you like it, it's none of my business.  Does it have anything to do with self-esteem do you think?  I wonder!

Saturday question--What does it mean to be human? 

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

erv

MyFriendJean says--The world has its givers and takers.  The takers may eat better, but the givers sleep better.