The first decision you have to make is if you want to waste any calories reading this “It’s Saturday"? The second decision you have to make is do you have any built-up calories to waste? And your answers are?
The Lone Ranger and Tonto were camping in the wilderness.
After they got their tent set up, both men fell sound asleep. Some hours later,
Tonto wakes the Lone Ranger and says,"'Kemo Sabe, look towards sky, what
you see?" The Lone Ranger replies, "I see millions of stars." "What
that tell you?" asked Tonto. The Lone Ranger ponders for a minute then
says, "Astronomically-speaking, it tells me there are millions of galaxies
and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is
in Leo. Time-wise, it appears to be approximately a quarter past three in the
morning. Theologically, the Lord is all-powerful and we are small and
insignificant. Meteorologically, it seems we will have a beautiful day
tomorrow. What does it tell you, Tonto?" "You dumber than buffalo...
It mean someone stole tent."
This is how I answered the question which Heather asked of
me for Storyworth :Dad, Which fads did you embrace growing up? It
was maybe 1961 and I was a sophomore in high school at good ol’ Danube High. A
group of senior boys wore Levi blue jeans to school. It was a no no? And
especially since they wore engineer boots and white shirts with their collars
standing up. They were sent home for the day! BUT the fad of wearing Levi blue
jeans made its way into acceptable clothing. I bought right into it. I liked it
and wore them right away. You remember the Levies with the rivets holding the
jeans together and metal buttons in the flies instead of zippers. It was easy
for me as these were the jeans I wore on the farm doing work a mile and a
quarter south of Roseland, MN. My Mom, Anna, just washed them up getting the
dirt and manure off the best she could; good enough for me! And I still like to
wear them. I just bought a new pair of Levi 501s on Amazon on their October
blast at half price. I’m a pretty simple guy! Well folks, this wearing blue jeans fad was
just the prelude of what was coming!!!! haha
There is a saying--When you choose to collect experiences
rather than things, you never ever run out of storage space. I like some stuff
but not too much. I like experiences and relationships much more than stuff.
But that is just me. Some of you prefer stuff more than experiences and
relationships. Aren’t we all different.
Sooo is there a difference between a collector and hoarder? Do we really need all the stuff that we haven’t
used, or even looked at for 10 years or even worn for 10 years or do we need 10
of everything? Is this a prelude to our
future? I was at a car dealer getting some regular maintenance on my vehicle
and was in the waiting area. I went and
sat in a chair where I could see the traffic flow and action in the show room.
I had to look over a lady who was about four feet from me in a chair. I said to
her—I’m not looking at you but at the activity going on behind you—it’s ok even
if you were looking at me as I don’t care anymore at my age! We both had a good laugh. Sooooo some stuff do change with age I guess!
When eating my oatmeal with half a banana on it, I read what
Kate, anybody can be a Kate, wrote—"In our deepest place, we want to be
known not for our beauty, which will fade with age, but for our heart. Within
our hearts lie the intangible, beautiful gems that we call ‘fruit of the
Spirit,’ the beauties of love, kindness, faithfulness, and so on (Gal.
5:22-23). In your living, be known for your beautiful heart, the thing that
matters most.” Some folks really have kind hearts and some not soooo much!
Here today, gone tomorrow! Why are we soooo surprised that
things change? As my mentor would say to me—erv, this too shall pass! Nuttin
stays great forever and nuttin stays bad forever! Expect it! If I put myself in
a good position, it appears that the odds of good stuff happening to me are
much better than if I put myself in a bad position. Da! Maybe that is a prelude
to my future. What do you think? That is what I thought. Soooo I need to think
about what are the good positions and what are the bad positions maybe. How do
I decide? It appears that it really helps being wise and where do I get wisdom?
WorldClassLarry says—erv, just look around, it doesn't take a rocket scientist
to figure that out.
MissPerfect says--If I am not good to myself, how can I
expect anyone else to be good to me? Saturday questions—Are you good to
yourself? What does it mean to be good to yourself? When in Branson, a lady at
the front desk asked us our ages as she had a benefit for us if we
qualified. She said we didn’t qualify as
we were too old. Usually, I didn’t qualify for stuff because I was not old
enough but now I don’t qualify because I’m toooo old. We had such a good laugh!
A guy can’t win for losing! I think it’s just a prelude folks!
TonyThePhonyBaloney—You can camouflage aging a little, but
you can’t stop it. The writer of Ecclesiastes describes aging in a grim, poetic
fashion. He labels old age as ‘the days of trouble.’ Google says most folks
start aging in their 40s and 50s and then it’s downhill from there (i.e. it’s
just the prelude and then the real book starts). The prime physical age for athletes
is between 25 and 35. Us old folks think in our heads we are still in our
prime, but we aren’t (i.e. we still think we are 20 years old) and then we get
hurt and we wonder why. It’s only in our heads). BUT love (i.e. especially
unconditional love) is the same at all ages, it is what it is. That’s my
opinion, anyway I think soooo, maybe, could be! Possibly. CrazyMarvin
says—C’mon erv, no human can have unconditional love! We are all self-centered and care mostly
about ourselves (i.e. pretty egotistical we are). Wake up erv! Don’t be soooo
naïve! Listen CrazyMarvin, it seems to me that the great ones are the humbler
folks.
It's a prelude usually. If it walks like a duck and it quacks like a duck, it's a duck! Great folks and jerks are in all
occupations, in all parts of the world, in different income levels, have different
levels of education. etc. I have played a lot of picklelball in many different
venues and at different skill levels. I think I have had the most fun when
folks are kind, have sportsmanship, interested in friendships, and are
courteous. BUT there are always jerks,
always! Suggestion to you teachers, coaches, administrators of pickleball—Teach
those qualities just as much as skills; it will make everyone have a much
better experience including your clubs, resorts, and even yourself. And if any of you are really courageous, tell
the jerks they are jerks as they usually don’t know it. Yikes! CoachSpotty says—Not me, those jerks
will think I’m the jerk and eat me alive (i.e. jerks don’t even like to be
around other jerks)! SweetJane says--I elect just not to be around them! That seems to
work!
Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:
erv
MyFriendJean said--Never let yesterday use up today.