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The Two Sentence Reader and …

Time once more for Mama Kat’s Writer’s Challenge. This week’s prompts are:

1.) Grab your current read. Let the book fall open to a random page and share two “teaser” sentences from that page, somewhere between lines 7 and 12.
(inspired by Heather)

2.) What do you aspire to be?
(Inspired by The White House)

3.) Share a piece of unsolicited parenting advice…only I’m soliciting it.

4.) Tell us about your blogline…how long have you been blogging, when did you start, what were/are your goals for your blog, etc.
(inspired by Corn)

5.) If you had 5000 dollars to give away or donate to a charity…explain what you would do with it and why.
(inspired by Hallie’s letter)

So without further ado, lets start writing!

#1) My current read teasers. I am reading three books this week. The first is a reread of Alan Dean Foster’s Spellsinger’s Scherzo. The second is Vicki Pettersson’s The Scent of Shadows. The third is Lisa Randall’s Warped Passages.

Spellsinger’s Scherzo: He wasn’t feeling very optimistic as they led him back down into the bowels of the Quorumate, down below the water line and into the dungeons again. Somehow he had to regain possession of his duar.

The Scent of Shadows: And I forgot, or told myself I forgot, about the child. It also became important for me to escape Xavier’s gilded cage, …

Warped Passages: Although the German astronomer Karl Schwarzchild discovered that black holes were a consequence of Einstein’s equations almost immediately after general relativity’s development, it was not until the 1960s that physicists took seriously the idea that they could be real things in our universe. Today, black holes are well accepted in the astrophysical community.

#2) What I aspire to be. That is a good question. The short answer is the best me I can be. That begs the question since it leaves unanswered “What am I? What do I hope to be?”. Those are questions that I could write page after page in an attempt  to answer completely. But, fortunately for me, I have a wise and good friend from the days of high school who has always proclaimed that all he wants to be is a wise and good human being. It seems to me that this is a good aspiration for me as well. Reaching for wise and good works no matter what phase your life is in, works with most religions (satanism might be hard to work into good human being), and results in a caring and forthright person. I don’t think there is any higher goal that one can aspire to than to be wise and good, so that is what I’ll go with.

#3) Parenting Advice. Be ready for the fiery changeability of the teenage years (not to mention the mental lapses and the conviction you are an idiot, especially on their part). And store up all the hugs and hand holds you can while they are young, because, when they get older, those physical expressions of love become rare.

#4) My blogline. I started blogging 244 posts ago, on Septemember 25, 2008. I have explained my reasons for starting a blog before in this post. To briefly recap, I started a blog because I needed to get back into the habit of writing something other than technical documents. So this blog is a place for me to practice writing and to attempt to express my thoughts in a coherent form. My goal was to once again reach that place where my writing could flow with my thought processes and not be a laborious effort. To that end, I try to blitz this beast out and not take proof reading too seriously. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t, but writing has become easier for me to do.

#5) My charity donation(s). This is the hardest question for me to answer. There are so many good possibilities that it boggles the mind to decide. I’m going to restrict the possible donees to groups that are active locally and who benefit the local community. With that in mind, I come up with two groups that top my list.

The first group is Cooperating Ministries. They made an appearance on this blog here. This is the organization created by the local churches here to coordinate supplying people in need with essentials. They run a food bank, clothing bank, supply emergency housing for those caught without housing, and other services. They also coordinate a large volunteer force that makes charity in this neck of the woods function. They also do thanksgiving baskets for the needy along with many other efforts. We (municipal government) support them as well.

The second group made a brief appearance on this blog here. They are the Blue Skies Theraputic Riding Club. They supply free riding experiences to those who are handicapped or differently abled. Someone who has very little control over their own body, either due to birth defect or injury or disease, can gain tremendous self confidence and sense of purpose by being in control of hundreds of pounds of horse. For many, it is the first taste of non-mechanical motion in their lives. Blue Skies maintains specially trained horses and a controlled riding area, once again with a crew of volunteers. If you haven’t seen this type of theraphy in action, look for a local group in your area. It is amazing to see.

If I had to choose a national organization, it would be the Salvation Army. It just seems to me that while other organizations are still twiddling their thumbs, the Salvation Army is already there and helping. I’ve never had a bad experience with the Salvation Army – something that I cannot say about a number of other national charities.

Bonus: Thursday marks the graduation of L’s and my niece from high school in far away Connecticut. Congratulations Sarah! (We’ll see if she spots this all the way down here. She is another of those infamous silent readers.)

Writer’s Assortment

Time once more for Mama Kat’s Writer’s Challenge. This week the prompts are:

1.) Describe something someone has done to make you feel special.
(inspired by Le Poppy Design)

2.)Name your current addiction…we can get through this together.
(inspired by Lula)

3.) What have you been busy doing that’s keeping you from updating your blog? How hard is it for you to get back into the swing of blogging when you take time off?
(inspired by Sera)

4.) Write a letter.
(inspired by eyegirl)

5.) Where would you like to be?
(inspired by T.J.)

So off to the races we go!

#1) This one is both easy and hard. It is easy because there are so many things that so many people have done that make me feel special. It is hard because I need to pick just one effort to wax rhapsodic about. I’ll go with an event from several years ago in my first year of being mayor. My birthday fell on the night of a city council meeting. Unbeknownst to me, L and the Son arranged with the city hall employees so that L and the Son could bring and serve cake at the meeting in honor of my birthday. That made me feel special that they would take the time and make that kind of effort to make sure my birthday was special.

I’ve always felt that the true test of love is not what you do for each other when times are good, it is how you treat one another when times are bad. It can be easy to do something special for someone you love when all is coming up roses, but it is a lot harder when it seems like life has decided it is your turn in the septic tank. L and I have been through both good times and bad, but it is nice to have all the memories of good times like the above to cherish when times are bad.

#2) Way back in January when this was last a topic, I replied with this. Now I’m not sure I have a current addiction. Basically things are so fragmented and helter skelter right now that concentrating on only one thing for long is out the window. (Maybe I can claim the chasing and swatting of Miller moths is my current obsession. Yeah, that’s it!)

#3) Nothing. I have been pretty regular in posting something during the week. I have missed some weekends and a few days when the schedule prevented me from getting to the computer. I don’t know that I can really answer how hard it is for me to get back into the swing of blogging – I haven’t been gone long enough to need to work on getting back into the swing of things. My problem tends to be that I have all these topics I’d like to write about or that I think are interesting, but the resulting article would be way too long to put up as a blog entry. Call it diarrhea of the mind and typing fingers if you will.

#4) Here it is:

Dear Ms. Salesperson:


I appreciated your cheerful insistence on talking to me today with that “important news” about better online storage strategies, but I did not care for the way you ignored my protestations of “Not interested!” and “Goodbye!” I especially did not care for the fact that you felt compelled to call me back after I pointedly hung up the telephone. It would seem that me telling you that I am not interested should be enough for you to cease and desist. Since it wasn’t and you called to interrupt me yet again, I am taking the time to write you this letter.



Because of your ill-mannered and ill-considered actions, I will never consider the purchase of any product from you or XYZ, Inc. The lack of consideration for purchase will also extend to any of my clients who seek my opinion on the products of XYZ, Inc.


I hope you will share this letter with your supervisor and the president of XYZ, Inc. I have taken the liberty of assisting you in sharing by sending them a copy of this letter for their files under separate cover.

Sincerely,


My Real Name

#5) I can think of several places I’d like to be right now. Hawaii sounds nice. I haven’t been there in years. Likewise the mountains with L also sounds good. But the one place I’d really like to be right now is bed. Especially given that today started at 4:30am and ended with a meeting that finished just a bit ago, included doing the radio show, meeting with Senator Udall’s staff, doing therapy with XXX, answering a few looney phone calls, and enduring a splitting headache (weather and blood sugar induced).

Overrun Wednesday

Although this is normally the time for Mama Kat’s Writers Challenge, today has been a bit too overloaded for me to do the prompts justice. So I encourage you to visit Mama Kat and read the responses, I really hated not to be able to do this weeks prompts since they appealed greatly to my sense of the interesting.

Today started with me getting up 4:30am. I had to pick up and take XXX to the hospital for surgery check-in at 5:45. I took her over walked her in until until the admission process was underway, then escaped down to the radio station for the weekly radio show, came back and got a little work done until 10:30am when recovery called and asked me to be there for the instructions from the physical therapist and to bring XXX home once she was fully aware.

XXX was having some shoulder and arm damage from a fall on the ice this winter surgically repaired. I am somewhat the family expert on shoulders and the associated therapy since I crushed my shoulder a few years ago. (You know it is not good when you go to the hospital and the X-ray tech calls everyone in radiology over to look at the pictures with words like “You have to see this, I’ve never seen one of these before!”) After three surgeries and months of some of the most painful therapy I’ve ever done, I have at least 90% of the function back. So XXX has my full sympathy for what is coming.

In XXX’s case the bone was not involved and so she should be able to avoid the locked shoulder and other problems that are attendant with immobilized shoulder joints. Given that I have experienced what happens if the manipulation exercises can’t be or aren’t done, I am probably the appropriate fanatic do the manipulations four times a day for the nonce. It will be interesting to see what develops. I don’t think that XXX realized how much therapy was involved early in the recovery process.

In any case, the PT had a set of four external manipulation exercises to be performed in sets of 10 on the joint 4 times a day for the next four weeks and a start on on “official” (as in at the rehab center) next week. So I am currently the designated “fake” PT therapy person for XXX to do the four times a day exercises.  L got into town this afternoon and so I got a chance to get some stuff done this evening while L stayed with XXX. Right now it isn’t too bad because XXX still has a continuous nerve block running. It will get a bit more interesting after Friday when I pull the nerve block canula and she begins the standard oxycontin and vicodan regimens for the pain.

In spite of all that, I was all ready to respond to the Writer’s Challenge prompts when I got a phone call from L over at XXX’s where she is spending the night with XXX. They couldn’t figure out how to rehook the sling and pads, so I ran over and performed some velcro magic. Given it is now close to midnight, think of me playing PT as you read the Writer’s Challenge responses. I’ll be back for the next challenge.

The Anthem and The Rest

Time once more for Mama Kat’s Writer’s Challenge. This week the topics are:

1.) What is your life’s anthem? You know…that song that is ALWAYS in your head. The one you’d go to sing first if someone told you to sing a song right NOW. What is it and what does it mean to you? (inspired by Tattooed Minivan Mom)


2.) We love telemarketers don’t we!?! Describe a memorable experience you had with one. (inspired by Literal Dan)


3.) How much does focusing on weight affect your daily life?
(inspired by Musings Of A Blond Mom)

4.) Describe in what ways you expect too much from your significant other. Do they deserve an apology? (inspired by Carty Party Of Three)

5.) List ten things that make you HAPPY. (inspired by our irritation at our own complaining from last weeks “Sick Of” posts.)

6.) Ok I was going to end it with five, but Laina just got out of bed as I was finishing this post and I SWEAR she is sleep walking. It’s creepy. I keep asking her what she is doing and she’s staring at me…but not directly at me…kind of just a centimeter to the left of my head. I KNEW she was a sleep walker. I just knew it. SO! Share a sleep walking story of your own!! (inspired by my scary four year old)

So here are my “answers” to the topics.




#1 – My Anthem(s). I have several anthems, depending on the phase of the moon and the part of my life we are talking about. For life in general, I’ll go with Iron Butterfly’s In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida.

Life has a lot of similarities to a psychedelic quasi-love song. That is what makes it interesting. (And note that I chose the short version, not the 17 minute long original that I love.) For my anthem of marriage, I think I’ll go with Eric Clapton’s Wonderful Tonight.

It encapsulates so many of the feelings and emotions of marriage and relationships in such an emotionally satisfying way, that I think it is perfect.

#2 – Telemarketer(s). The other day I was at Mom’s when my cell phone rang. The caller id showed a cell phone number, but no name. My office phone auto-forwards to my cell phone, so I suspected this was a call to the office phone. When I answered, some rather deluded gentleman tried to convince me that a) he was calling from a local business, b) that I really needed siding regardless of the fact I have a brick house, and c) that we somehow had a prior relationship, thus making the call not a violation of the do-not-call laws. I hung up and remarked to Mom that she should be getting her call in a few minutes. Sure enough, her phone rang and so far as we can tell, it was the same deluded gentleman. I think he may have been a bit surprised at how abruptly the conversation was ended. It looks like idiots that want to try telemarketing to small towns would be smarter than to claim the business is local. Most residents are cognizant of the names of most local businesses.

#3 – Weight. My perspective here may be a bit different than most people. From childhood on I have always been large. Even when I was playing football, I was well outside the norms of a height-weight chart. Today at 6’5″ and 300+ lbs., nothing much has changed. I am not one that spends a lot of time focusing on weight. Given that I have lived with being outsized all my life, I don’t worry about it much.

Does that mean that I wouldn’t like to be thin or even normal once in my life? No, I think it would be really neat to be normal sized for at least a few hours. Perhaps long enough to fly on a plane without my knees being crushed and without hitting my forehead on door closers, etc. Of course I also think it would be fun to experience life as a short person and perhaps even the opposite sex for a few hours as well. So I spend about the same amount of time worrying about all of these possibilities – none.

I am also a long term diabetic. One of the things that keeps me from obsessing about weight is that when I try to modify my weight (changes in diet and/or exercise) it becomes next to impossible to keep my blood glucose levels under control. Given the long term consequences of excess weight versus loss of glucose control, the decision is easy – glucose control wins everytime.

As an aside, one of the more interesting aspects of growing older is watching people adapt as they age and cannot maintain certain physical aspects without a lot of pharmotherapy and surgery. Some people age with acceptance and grace, others fight every symptom of aging to the point of obsession. I find it amusing because I hear my cohort complaining about maintaining weight and losing hair and turning grey and no longer looking like they did thirty years ago. As someone who would never have been described as attractive even at my peak, I dealt with many of the issues they now face 30 years ago. It is interesting to watch them grapple with issues that are truly superficial like appearance. Some resort to the plastic surgeon trying to look like they remember. Some become fanatical gym rats trying to maintain a body look that the changing chemistry of their body no longer supports. And some realize that you cannot go back and so reach acceptance and enjoy the things that are different. What is really fun is to get a group trying all of the alternatives sitting around a table talking and noting how standard life events are interpreted differently by the various groups.

#4 – Signicant Other. The most obvious over-expectation of L that I have is that she should read my mind. I expect her to be thinking along the same pathways and reaching the same conclusions that I am. It fits in with my rather pedantic bent, but doesn’t make it any fun for L. So do I owe L an apology. Yes, at times. In any long term relationship, there will be over and under expectations running both ways. Part of having a good relationship (or perhaps even to having a relationship?) is that the two way flow of expectaion and apology just works without too much friction. As L once rather emphatically expressed it to me: “If I have to ask then it doesn’t count!”

#5 – Ten Things That Make Me Happy.
  • Spending time with L
  • Enjoying a good meal and conversion with friends
  • Walking the golf course
  • Writing a program that works like I imagined
  • Understanding how something works at a deep level
  • Ending a day physically tired and satisfied
  • Working a crossword puzzle
  • Designing robots
  • Seeing the light turn on when you finally get someone to understand
  • Spending time with family

    #6 – Sleep Walking. No one in the immediate family sleep walks, so no good recent stories. However, if you are willing to go back to days of yore, one of the occupants of the dorm I lived in freshman year was a sleep walker. It was a common occurrence to come stumbling back to the dorm after a late night out to find him leaning on the door to the outside, sound asleep on his feet. Usually dressed in thin cotton PJs. We’d guide him back to his room and let him go from there. The biggest fear was that he’d go walking out the front door and into the 5 feet of snow and -20 degree temperatures some night, but he never seemed to make it out the front door. I’ve often wondered if he still sleep walks all these years later.

    I Love, I Hate, I Don’t Do

    Mama Kat’s Writer’s Challenge for this week features an interesting panopoly of juxtaposed ideas. The topics are:

    1.) Share a love letter.
    2.) Memorial Day Weekend plans?? Do share!
    3.) List ten things you are currently sick of.(inspired by Jenny)
    4.) Put an outfit together using pictures you found online and show us what you’d LIKE to be wearing today.(inspired by Lace)
    5.) What have you been too busy to pay attention to? (inspired by Chris)

    So you can see that some topics are almost diametrically opposed. So herewith is my attempt at rising to the topics.

    #1 – Share a love letter. That one is a bit tough. L and I have been married for more than 33 years and have known each other for close to 40 years; digging the old love letters out would be a monumental task. One of the things we did when we were in college (attending colleges a few thousand miles apart) was to send small gifts to each other to remind the other of our love. Now more than 35 years later, I still have some of those gifts and trinkets on my dresser. One that never fails to warm my heart is this one:

    This was a gift from L, way back when. Each time I see it, I am reminded of the emotions I felt then and still feel now. It has no intrinsic value; it is just a cheap trinket from the early seventies. But … every time I see it I am reminded of the most priceless thing in my life, L. I think that makes it pretty valuable in and of itself and I count it as a love letter all by itself.

    #2 – Memorial Day Weekend plans. Since I am not speaking at the services at the cemetary this year, my weekend is pretty much open. I know L has plans for us to do some yard work, including removal of the volunteer elms and the first pass at the weeds in the pine trees. I know Mom has been making plans to have L and I and the MIL over for a meal, but the full details are as of yet a bit sketchy. I suspect the Son will be working up in the mountains, so I doubt we will see him. The weather people are finally forcasting normal seasonable weather here for the weekend, so it should have highs in the seventies and enjoy a really pleasant weekend. If you feel like pulling some weeds or raking pine needles or cleaning gutters, please feel free to stop by and help.

    #3 – Ten things I am sick of.

    • Pulling weeds from the squash beds in Mom’s garden patch (Done at last!)
    • The blister on my thumb from pulling weeds (Even with heavy leather gloves!)
    • High temperatures
    • Low barometric presures (I ache in every joint I have ever broken!)
    • How needy Molly the dog is when it thunders
    • Rising gas prices
    • How weeds seem to win out over desired plants
    • Uncertainty and unpredictability
    • Abrupt seasonal change (2 weeks ago snow, this week 100+ degrees)
    • The thought of the coming of the long hot days of summer (Just get here already and be done with it!)

    #4 – Put an outfit together. Given my distinct lack of style and clothing sense, that just isn’t going to happen. I’ll just wait and see what others choose to put together. Besides, I’m a guy. My closet could have 20 of the same outfit in it and I’d be perfectly happy. After all, the only reason a guy wears a different outfit is that his favorite is in the laundry. (Or he has a rather insistent girl friend.)

    #5 – What I have been too busy to pay attention to. Both L and Molly. L because we aren’t having long phone conversations during the week (which is both good and bad) and the dog because Molly is so needy when the sound of thunder reaches her very sensitive ears. In fact I just spoke to L on the way home from a meeting, but it wasn’t a long conversation, just the essentials and then out. But L will be home for the long weekend, so maybe we can get caught up then. At the same time, since it is thundering in the distance, Molly is sitting with her paw on my leg and her head in my lap begging for a comforting rub on the head. In fact, here she is with me holding one paw while she begs for a head rub to make it all better.