Interpreting information

Disclaimer:  This "It's Saturday" is not cryptic or secretive!  Don't fool yourself folks, there is no subliminal message here at all.  Soooo don't overreact and don’t try to read anything into this.  I'm not that smart to fool you guys nor do I have that ability (i.e. but I must admit that after interpreting the information about some of you guys, some of you look pretty easy).  Abraham Lincoln said--You can fool all the people some of the time, and some of the people all the time, but you cannot fool all the people all the time.

Jordon--Master Class Champ

Warren Buffet seems to have ability like few others.  He can look at financials and see things others can’t seem to see.  It appears that he has unique quantitative thinking that seems pretty amazing.  You don’t need quantitative thinking to understand the feelings we had Sunday once again of having the opportunity of doing the  “tradition like none other” of  watching “the tradition like no other” (i.e. The Masters) with Chet, Jessica, Charlie, and Rookie.  I tell you what folks, it’s special to us.  Arlene and I have watched the final round of the Masters with Chet (i.e. half man and half amazing) for many many years but it’s even more

special now that he has a family.  It’s easy to interpret the feeling that little Charlie gives us by waiting by the window by the door in our anticipation of our arrival.  Now that warms a guy’s heart folks.  What more needs to be said.

The 1976 and 2006 Rolling Hills Country Club Champ (i.e. that is right folks, 30 years apart) Geno says--On the way back from The Rolling Hills Country Club, my grandson, Jarred, innocently said to my son, Brett, “Dad, I know babies come from mommy's tummies, but how do they get there in the first place?”  After Brett hemmed and hawed awhile, Jarred finally spoke up in disgust, “You don't have to make up something, Dad. It’s okay if you don’t know the answer.”

AverageJoe (i.e. he’s not lost but just exploring even if he does look lost) says--A low snipe hook is about as bad as feeling sorry for yourself.  Do we ever interpret information and feel sorry for ourselves.  Some times we just need to buck up and go forward even when it is hard (i.e. gut it out).  We all have those low snipe hooks at times.  We can always find some excuse and blame it on something or somebody but the reality is that we need to adjust and fight fight fight (i.e. be tough).  And sometimes we just interpret the information wrong!  Saturday question--Have you ever done that? I talked to my smart neighbor, Barrney Google, the other day when coming back from my run (i.e. a gal with a good heart; a real person--my kind of person).  Her Daddy called her Barney Google as a young girl.  She told me that sometimes we lie to ourselves and keep believing those lies (i.e. ouchy ouchy).  She went on to say--If we don't get to the root of the problem, we can't change.  Bingo!  

Slosh through!  Secretariat and I hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and back January 2, 2005.  The temperature at the top was about 30 degrees. We started with snow and ice on the trail (i.e. wore crampons).  Then the trail turned to just ice and then to slush and then to mud.  I mean red, sticky, gooey mud.  Some gals with their new shoes tried not to get them muddy.  There was no choice but to slosh through the mud (i.e. slop through it).  After they got their new shoes dirty, it didn’t make any difference.  Huh, interesting.  Sorta kinda like stuff that happens to us in life, ya got to just slosh through it (i.e. my opinion).  

Helping you to interpret the information!  If you want to know how much sugar you are eating in foods that you buy use this formula. Divide the grams of sugar on the label by 4 to get the teaspoons. For example, 40 grams of sugar equals 10 teaspoons of sugar. Teaspoons are easier to understand and visualize. This will help give you a better idea of exactly how much sugar you are eating. It

Yikes, that is a lot of sugar!

makes a difference if you understand that the 67 grams of sugar in that bottle of Pepsi is about 17 teaspoons of sugar. It's the sweet truth but ouchy ouchy!  Da! Wonder why we have obese folks!  It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out.  67 grams equals about 270 calories and a person would have to walk about 4.5 miles to burn it up. If you sit on the couch and eat chips, you will never burn up the calories but just add more. Bingo!  Such is life.

PeggySuePrettyPrettyPrettyPeggySue says--The digital world along with education enables folks to interpret information themselves.  Years ago they couldn’t and had to do what others told them (e.g. church).  They were pretty much at the mercy of others.  That is why the rich overpowered the poor until it got tooooo much out of hand (i.e. rebellion or a civil war).  Nowadays, everyone is an expert in interpreting information and don’t rely on others.  We have also learned that folks try to manipulate others for their own benefit (i.e. usually money).  But…scams are still popular and folks seem to fall for excessive interest rates now don’t they.  Just read the paper.  GeorgeTheCrook says—Usually if it’s toooo good to be true, it is but we are are suckers at times!  Bingo! 

SusieQ use to be the little girl behind the desk, but the good life of fluency has changed that now hasn’t it.  Bingo!  That little girl who use to be behind the desk can now do anything and everything.  She is very capable.  The days of “home pregnant and bare foot” are over (i.e. pretty much anyway).  Those little girls behind the desk can interpret information as well as anyone.  It’s the new normal folks.  If you don’t believe me ask Hillary Clinton (i.e. the Des Moines Register called her a super star of the Democratic Party--The icon of the Democratic Party). Such is life.

The Queen! Our little Charlie likes grandpa to take her on “ queen rides”.  All girls like to be a queen or treated like a queen anyway.  Being treated like a queen can be different things for different folks.  I talked to a concrete contractor this week and asked him how in the world do you do estimates on those big jobs.  He said—Estimates are just that, estimates.  We do our best and have estimate programs that help us. We use our past experience and our knowledge (i.e. interpret the information).  Sometimes we look real professional and sometimes we look like real ass holes!  But we can’t screw up tooooo many times if we want to stay in business.  Soooo there are queens who are really queens and some who just think they are.  Such is life.

Hold your horses Mr. Roster!  I think you mis-interpreted the information.  A rooster was strutting around the henhouse one Easter morning and came across a nest of eggs dyed every color of the rainbow. The rooster took one look at the colorful display, ran outside and beat the heck out of the resident peacock.

Digesting the information! Happenstance, na, I don’t think sooooo folks!  Last Saturday I went to run some errands in the Metro and also went for a bike ride.  On the trail there was a guy doing some work on a “flood well”. That is what he called it.  I quizzed him—it’s a shutoff sooo flood waters can’t get back into the community behind the flood levee. His name was Eli (i.e. age 25).  He works for a cement company as a foreman.  Makes $25 an hour and works sometimes 80 hours a week.  He said—I treat my company well and they treat me well; I work hard and get it done.  He made $80,000 clear last year (i.e. has $60,000 in his 401K).  This guy really impressed me.  I told him he will do well in life. Soooo I go and have a pecan waffle and sit at the counter next to Will.  He just took a job with a large construction company in the metro.  He is 29 and is a project manager a.k.a. superintendent.  He just moved from TX to take this job.  This guy has his head screwed on right.  I was impressed!  I told him that he will do well.  Soooo I stop for some groceries.  Met an old student of maybe 40 years ago.  He introduced me to his friend.  They are both divorced.  She was married for 30 and then divorced.  She has been alone for 9 years.  She is cute, personable and charming.  I said—I bet you had a lot of guys hitting on you the last 9 years—I have been asked out but wasn’t interested—you must be very confident—I am; I'm very comfortable and happy; I didn’t want to rush into anything—soooo how did you guys meet—he said—I was going to a Bible study with her son (i.e. she has 5 children and 16 grand kids); he said I should ask his mom out; I waited another 2 years and decided to do it; if she said no, I would just get a dog!  As they say—The rest is history.  They both really impressed me.  We had a great time talking. Such is life.

Slap on some war paint neighbor and get through the day; you got to fight and not give in! A neighbor told me that one of their three dogs died.  His grandson begged that they replace it.  He thought 2 dogs were enough.  But, they got the third dog, a black lab.  His grandson said—Grandpa, I can get it free, it won’t cost you anything.  Grandpa says--Well, after $500 at the vet, that black beauty runs through the house like a big old race horse and shits like an elephant!  I think he had the information correct but…!  Such is life.

Misinformed! I must be missing something here folks!  I watched the men’s’ NCAA basketball tournament and also the finals of the gals.  I didn’t see one gal on either team who had a tattoo (i.e. haven’t seen any golfers of the Masters with tattoos either).  Soooo why do the guys and not the girls have those tattoos?  I think the real question is why do athletes have tattoos anyway.  But I suppose it’s NOMB.  It’s no skin off my nose. But, how do they afford those tattoos anyway.  Where does the money come from? I learned that it cost between $50 to $100 an hour.  Soooo a big elaborate design is going to set them back some coins. Soooo how do college athletes afford these decorations what with taking Peggy Sue to Pop’s Malt Shop after the pep rally and all their other expenses, I don’t know.  Again, it’s NOMB!  Just wondering, that’s all!

HillaryHillary--I'm like Hillary, I'm not quite done yet!

Important folks (i.e. that is you guys) have folks gather information for them.  Then they have to decide what is accurate and what isn't. It's called deciphering or discerning. Here is some information that you can try to decipher or discern.  I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it. Not religion, but "spirit" is important. Just because you are a particular religion does not mean that you are fulfilled in life. The divorce rate, illness rate, and even suicide rates are in many cases higher. For example, suicide is higher among those whom practice Christianity and Islam (both which strongly prohibit suicide) than those whom practice Hinduism and Buddhism. Many Christians live miserable lives…Poorer nations appear to be happier as long as they are not starving. Thus, "spirit", not circumstances is very important. With the right spirit, even prison can be a paradise. With the wrong spirit, you will be unsatisfied even in heaven. Soooo think through this information and decipher and discern what you think is true.  Huh, interesting!  I bet we all won’t agree on this.  What do you think? Such is life. 

Oops, mulligan! I facilitated our WHO (i.e. we help others) meeting at church last week.  I wore my Bobby Jones cap (i.e. I’m a big Bobby Jones fan). He started the Masters plus much other good stuff that I like about him (i.e. a class act folks). I asked the 10 other folks who were there if they knew who Bobby Jones was.  None of them did.  I told them they needed to get a life! Ha ha! It just goes to show that some information to some is important and to others, it isn’t. The “otherWarren”inOMaha says--A man had two of the best tickets for the Augusta Masters.  As he sits down, another man comes along and asks if anyone is sitting in the seat next to him.  "No," he says, "the seat is empty." "This is incredible!" said the man. "Who in their right mind would have a seat like this, the biggest golfing event in the whole world, and not use it?" He says, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. My wife was supposed to come with me, but she passed away. This is the first Masters we haven't been together since we married."  "Oh... I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. I guess you couldn't find someone else?... a friend or relative or even a neighbor to take the seat?" The man shakes his head. "No, they're all at the funeral."

The look on your face says it all! I take it all back what I said about you guys at the start of this “It’s Saturday”—that some of you look easy.  I think I'm mis-interpreting the information!  It's just that you look easy!  Really!  What more can I say?  That’s just the way you look. I realize that you are not easy but you just look that way.  Well, maybe!  There are always suckers out there but you aren’t one of them.  Well, maybe!  I know that I have been a sucker a time or two.  Sooo keep your head up and interpret the information correctly and make good decisions.  Don’t be a sucker, sucker!!! Such is life.

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

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MyFriendJean says--The Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime.