Here I sit drinking a Tazo Chai Grande, no water and writing this post using the WordPress iPod app. I’m looking out the front window and see it is just starting to lightly snow.
There is yet another Winter Storm warning in effect; it is the third or fourth issued in the last two weeks. That being the case and I have at least two more stops on my tour today I will be keeping this short.
The chai is very good; the Starbucks is bustling; Christmas is around the corner; and, I’m on my way.
I truly enjoy the “Tag Surfer” and the “Readomattic” functions found in the Dashboard. It leads to some interesting posts, some of which I just read, others I will leave a comment. Here is a comment I left just recently:
Eternal Life …
Although I have heard the phrase often I am not sure I understand the concept. If one is granted eternal life, are they “frozen” in time? Do they exist as an infant, a teen, a young adult, a mature person, and elder? Or, are they born, grow as we understand aging in our simple terms, only to progress to sentient dust?
With eternal life there is no “old age” or “death” as those terms would be an emphatic oxymoron to the idea. Without a definition of “eternal life” how can one choose it?
Of course, this was from a discussion regarding some of the religious teachings of a well known group, and I am neither for nor against their tenets as I try to keep an open mind and believe people should be able to make choices of their own free will.
What my reading did spur was the comment, and I guess my naivete in religious ideologies. I can only hope to see a continued discussion of the ideas being brought forth as I do find them interesting and thought provoking.
Much like beauty is in the eye of the beholder so perception is an individual’s viewpoint.
One’s actions and words define an other’s perception whether it is the desired result or not. How things are perceived is up to the individuals or groups involved it is not something that can be decided by one for the other.
Yes, I am a grandfather at the ripe old age of 42. Now I really cannot complain about it. I’m young enough to be able to enjoy and look forward to being actively involved in my grandson’s life. All the events and activities. School. Sports. Hobbies.
I guess the answer to: Life, the Universe, and Everything really is 42. I don’t feel much smarter but I’m sure my world is much better off now.
A good friend asked if I was old enough to be married to a grandmother to which I replied two-fold: I’m not sure I’m old enough to be a grandfather; and, you do know you are being conscripted into being the great-grandfather. We both quietly thought about that as the boy ended up in my arms.
I’m still amazed at how the world around me disappears when I’m holding my grandson. It’s all good, it’s all right, and everything is as it should be.
Welcome, Kaden George Alexander Wilson!
Matt of WordPress fame was good enough to post a little reminder of the snow feature on his blog here:
It’s a great effect for the holiday season.
I find it odd how someone can believe they are suggesting a truce by first throwing in one last barb. To this I say:
When offering an olive branch do not pass a rose stem.
I am more than happy to work on my various projects, and to make recommendations for dbjb to carry on with these and other projects, but it truly becomes difficult to justify our volunteerism when we are faced with having to work with difficult additional contributors that have been chosen by someone else.
Jack of all trades, master of none.
I’m good with this saying. Actually, I have always liked it. It’s simple and, as far as I am concerned, unpretentious. I’d even go so far as to put it on my business cards.
Maybe I will …
I have known this saying: jack of all trades, master of none; as long as I can remember. I also have noticed it is still not something people immediately connect with JOATMON; much like Robert Heinlein’s TANSTAAFL; you might recognize it from “The Moon is a Harsh Mistress” where I first read it. You may know it from a different reference.
All the same, there is something to be said for acronyms, especially those that enter into some sort of standard colloquialism. So, the next time you find yourself doing something completely away from your normal skill set, just look at it as training for your new job title of JOATMON; and, the next time you find something is too good to be true, just remember:
There Ain’t No Such Thing As A Free Lunch.