Thursday, February 21, 2013

Riddle Me This

I was cleaning out my inbox and ran across this riddle I wrote a few years back:

I’m never at a loss for words
Though silence is my tone.
I’m filled with good ideas,
Though none of them my own.

I like to think I keep my place
Quite neat and orderly.
But you might say I’ve got
A nasty case of OCD.

What am I?


Friday, February 15, 2013

Samurai Movies

I watched a samurai movie (13 Assassins) over the course of a few workouts this week.  I haven't seen many of them, but based on my limited experience, it appears they follow a similar pattern which I have tried to detail in the matrix below. As movie buffs are well aware, the parallels to U.S. westerns are considerable.

Saturday, February 09, 2013

Dream On

Two observations I made while dreaming last night:

While watching people dance on a plane: "How high we hold our hands while dancing is hard-wired in us from birth."

While on the receiving end of a sales pitch: "I have decided that opportunities are not worth very much because somebody is always trying to give me one."

I think maybe I'm smarter asleep than awake.

Thursday, February 07, 2013

Blogger in Therapy

From the New Yorker.

How Life Works

There's something about this ad that made me laugh. At first I thought it was the pretentiousness of the sponsor's name, How Life Works. And I must admit to being rather impressed by the line-up of information offers: eating whatever you want and staying thin; vacationing in tropical climates while women in bikinis wiggle their butts at you; and remembering more and maintaining your brain.  Gee, it sort of feels like they have most of society's dreams, fears and aspirations covered in one ad.  Nevertheless, I resisted the urge to click.

And then it hit me--the name isn't pretentious at all.  This is something advertisers have known all along--how life really works.  



Tuesday, February 05, 2013

Success

I just ran across a quote from Seneca: "Failure changes for the better. Success for the worst."

Despite my agreement, I doubt that I will be pursuing failure as a self-improvement tool.  The price is too high.  Instead, I'll take my chances with success.

Which reminds me of the little boy's prayer: "Lord, if you can't make me a better boy, don't worry about it.  I'm having a real good time just the way I am."