I try not to complain about anything, because let’s face it, what good does it do? When we criticize something is that a form of complaining? Complain is defined as expressing dissatisfaction or annoyance about something. Criticize is defined as indicating the faults of (someone or something) in a disapproving way. Looks like it is just a matter of semantics to me. Saying you criticize something makes you look more intelligent than saying you complained about something. I have never heard the phrase constructive complaining. People seem like they really do not want to complain or be critical. How many times have you heard someone say, I don’t mean to complain but, or I don’t mean to be critical but. If we don’t want to do it, why do we do it? Is it because we do so many other things in life, that we do not want to do, that complaining is the one thing that in a way, we secretly enjoy. Sometimes complaining or being critical does seem to cause change. Whether that change is good or bad can be left up to debate. Some things that you complain about do go away. I mentioned using DVR to watch all sporting events and my complaining about all the commercials went away, because now I just fast forward through them. Some complaints you keep to yourself. Bad service at a restaurant is one that I keep to myself, because I do not want anything happening to my food and I get great joy in leaving a ridiculously small tip. I feel this is always better than leaving no tip at all, because the waiter knows, you know enough to leave a tip, it is just 3% of the bill. The things I complain the most about are the weather, traffic, slow play in golf, ruling bodies in sports, prices, crowds, holidays, and myself. If we lived in a perfect world, then the last one, myself, would be the only thing left to complain about. Complaining about other things is a way to give oneself a break from all the self-deprecation. I am definitely going to start complaining more and be a real pain in the ass for the rest of my life. Thank you oh great writing prompt, bloguary or whatever the hell your called. You have just turned me into a complaining asshole.
Sports I Watch And Play
Finally, a prompt that I can sink my teeth into. The sports I watch are baseball, the Pirates which I blog on the Pirates Morning Report, pro football just the Steelers, college football, which is my favorite, and last but not least, golf both the women’s and the men’s tour. I do not watch the old farts tour. I do watch the NCAA men’s basketball tournament, but I do not watch college basketball during the regular season. I watch the baseball and the football playoffs. I do not watch the NHL which I do not even consider a sport and I quit watching pro basketball when fast break basketball was replaced with the triangle offense or whatever it is called. The 80’s with the Celtics and the Lakers was the end of an era and the game became very boring. I used to watch boxing but not anymore. I do not even know the name of the heavyweight champ. That just shows you how times have changed. Back through the 70’s the heavyweight boxing champion was the most revered sports figure in the world. I love college football because of the atmosphere and the enthusiasm of the crowds and the students. I do not even mind all the bowl games, although even I think they should get to a more workable number say around 25 or 30. College football is just much more entertaining than the pro game. There is more running and the defenses in the college game are not quite as good as in the pros so you see more scoring and great offensive plays. It is a much more up tempo game. Seeing a game played before 100,000+ fans is something else. I love baseball because of the skill set that the players have to have. There are very few specialty positions in baseball. You have to run field and hit in order to play that game. The game has the most strategy of any sport. The game has speeded up with the new rule changes that has made baseball a much more entertaining product. I watch all events on the DVR. Speed up those annoying commercials and you don’t have to listen to the even more annoying announcers. Thank God for DVR, it may be man’s greatest invention.
I love to play golf. I played 148 rounds this year which came close to breaking my one-year record of 150. I find it to be the most fascinating game of all. With the exception of Tiger Woods and Jack Nicklaus, it seems like every player has succumbed to the power of golf. What I mean by that, is they get to a certain point in the progression of their game or round and then become totally dysfunctional. They cannot perform a shot or putt that they have done literally thousands of times due to the set of circumstances at the present time. I do not care what you call it, choking, nerves, or the yips, it seems to get a hold of every golfer that has played the game. Some players make a recovery from this total incompetence and go on to win the tournament. Other players do not recover during the round and their careers are shortly over. At this time in my life, it is the one thing I would most like to figure out. I have been searching for that answer for over 30 years. I will never give up, but I wouldn’t bet money that I will find that answer. It is the one reason that I do not mind winter. It gives me a little time away from the problem. If I never do figure it out, I still know that I just love playing this mystifying game.
Would Not Do
There was another prompt I believe that said what would you do if you found or were given a million dollars. Lottery pay outs are much more than a million dollars, usually. It is a lot harder to say what you would not do, without saying what the alternative might be. I find it more interesting to think about what you would not too with that much money. Most Jackpots, the winner wins around 30 to 60 million or more but let’s keep it in that ballpark. I would not invest it. I would not give it to charity. I would not buy a very expensive car over 100,000 dollars. I would not buy a million-dollar home. I would not give to any political candidate or party. I would not join a country club. I would not join any type of exclusive club. I would not give it to any college or university. I would not donate to a hospital. I would not start up a business or buy a company. I would not buy any commercial property. I would not buy an airplane. I would not buy a boat. I would not defer any money. I would not make any sports bets. I would not have more than one house. I would not put in a pool. There are probably other things I would not do but for right now I cannot think of any. That still leaves plenty of things that you can do with the money, that I am not going to divulge. All of this is a moot point because I never play the lottery. Come to think of it, I worked for 44 years and never played the lottery. Let me tell you what I did do with all the money I saved. Just kidding.
The Dwarf Dachshund
Right now, I have an 18-year-old senile cat that I wish I could make him understand anything. The good news is that he still knows what a litter pan is for. There is no question that the one pet that I wish I could have made him understand one thing, was the dwarf Dachshund I had during the late eighties and most of the nineties. We had 3 dogs at the time. A Doberman female, a male Yorkie named Casey, who was about 10 lbs. and this 4 lb. male Dachshund by the name of Wendell. They were all neutered of course, and everybody got along just fine. There was just one problem. Every time you gave the male Yorkie and a bath, this goofy Dachshund acted like the Yorkie was a female in heat and tried to hump him constantly for about 2 to 3 days. Now this was no problem for the Yorkie, because all he would do is jump on the couch, since Wendell was too small to be able to get on the couch. Wendell would just whine and cry at the base of the couch nonstop, hopping up and down. The worst part would be at night when Wendell would be in his room whining and howling all night, pining away for the dog. Needless to say, I tried everything to not have Wendell act that way after Casey got a bath. I would try different shampoos, ranging from some that really stunk to ones that had no smell. In fact, anytime a drug salesman had a new shampoo I would always tell them sure I will try that, leading them to believe that I would possibly sell this shampoo at my clinic. No, I was just trying to find one that would not make Wendell behave that way after Casey got a bath. I tried other things, too. I would bath them together. I would take Casey to the clinic, bath him about 7:30 am, not bring him home until 9 pm, but as soon as I got him home Wendell would be all over him, humping away. I took them both to a groomer to get bathed and that made no difference. It would be all over in about 2-3 days, but it was a miserable 3 days. Wendell never did this at any other time. After about a year of trying all these things, the solution was to hardly ever give poor Casey a bath. There is no question that if I could have made Wendell understand one thing, it would be that giving a dog a bath does not turn him into a female in heat.
Changing The Time
If I could un-invent something it would be changing the time twice a year. Who thought this was a good idea? I really do not care which way we go. At first it will seem a little weird, but it won’t have near the effect that moving the clock around does, when time has not moved. If we remain on standard time, on the first day of summer, it will be light around 4 am. If we stay on daylight savings time, then on the first day of winter it will still be dark around 9 am. I think we would all adjust fine to either situation and no more fall back or spring forward bullshit. I guess 2 states Hawaii and Arizona do stay on standard time year around. Yes, Trump supporters Hawaii is a state just like Alaska. Supposedly Congress passed some law that said we would remain on the same time year around, but it got lost somewhere never to be brought up since. There is lots of evidence out there that says changing the clock the way we do does have negative effects on the physiological state of our body. Nobody seems to care, which is not a surprise. Some experts say that Daylight Savings Time does save energy. Fine, then let us just keep daylight saving time. I have heard that another solution would be to move the clocks ahead only 30 minutes this March and then keep that time from now on. That seems like a reasonable compromise. I feel fairly certain that none of this is going to happen. Newscasts will still be able to wrap things up by saying don’t forget to move your clocks tonight before you go to bed, probably for next 20 years. That will be about the length time until somebody in Congress finds that bill again.
Clutter
Clutter is defined as a crowded or confused mass or collection. First of all, I find that an interesting definition. Most of the time I think of clutter as things or inanimate objects. How do things become confused? Is the definition stating that we are confused about what is making up the clutter. Are we confused because we don’t know how it all got there? Most clutter takes a while to really get our attention. Not a lot of us will go out to a Goodwill or similar store and buy a bunch of cheap things we do not need, dumping them in the garage and/or basement to take up a lot of space. There is no question the number one place for clutter is the garage. How many houses have you seen that have two or more car garages and the cars have to sit in the driveway because the garages are filled with clutter. The number 2 place is the basement. Then you have people that have clutter EVERYWHERE. Clutter does have a positive quality about it because it gives the people in the mental health field something to think about. Why do some people have so much clutter and they cannot get rid of it. There can be another type of clutter. Maybe this is what the question means and is even why the definition has the word confused in it. That is the clutter of the brain. I am going to give this my own cute little name by calling it clutter thoughts. Clutter thoughts seem to happen at night when you are trying to go to sleep and when you are doing something, like driving a car unfortunately, that does not require a lot of concentration. What is my answer to the question after all of that? The clutter thoughts are something that I can reduce but I do a pretty good job of that most of the time. As far as clutter objects are concerned I have practically zero, so you cannot get any lower than that. I have a few family pictures and I do have a lot of books, but they are all in bookshelves and in a nice particular order by author and type. There is one room in the basement that we will need to work on over the next two weeks. Once we get that taken care of and by continuing to meditate my clutter quotient should be just about 0.
Concepts Of A Long Life
What anybody’s thoughts are on the concept of living a very long life are meaningless because we do not have a lot of choice in the manner. We may love the idea and do all the right things to live a long life according to experts and be dead at 50. On the other hand, we may not care how long we live, abuse our bodies with drugs and alcohol and live an active life into our 80’s. Just look at the Rolling Stones. The harsh fact remains that everyday someone at every age, 0 to 100, dies. You could say that death is the most fascinating thing about life. Nobody knows for sure what happens after you die. There are all kinds of beliefs and hopes that somehow our spirit or soul, or inner being will live forever. There is the belief of Heaven and Hell. Good luck with that one. Many people feel that this is it baby. You live and then you die and become nothing but elements. You decay and rot into a congealed mess that really stinks. Just look at roadkill. The most important question to ask is why. You are not going to get an answer but that is the question. Why is it that some people live to be over 90 years and others die young. There was a golfer in the mid to late 1800’s, Tom Morris. He won the British Open and so did his son Young Tom Morris to become the only father and son to win a major championship. He lived to be 86, almost 87 years old, and buried his wife and all 4 of his children. Living to be 86 in those days would be like living to 110 today. Losing all of his children, I have often wondered if he had ever wished that he would have died sooner. Living a long time can be a too edged sword to say the least. I have lived 73 years and not too far away from my 74th birthday. So far, I am able to do pretty much what I want to do when I want to do it. I have few aches and pains and can move around in a 3 story house with no problem. I am thankful every day for my abilities and my family’s good health and fortune. Even though I have no control over it, I hope I can live out my days having the same feeling that I have now. All I can do every night before I go to bed is to count my blessings and be so thankful for what I have. That is the best I can hope for when thinking of the concept of a long life.
Could, Should, and Would
The prompt asks, what could you do differently? When I first looked at it, I thought it said what would you do differently, as in if you could live your life over again. A standard question asked of many famous people in the form of would you change anything if you could. Then there is the question, should you do something differently. Here are the definitions of each word. Could: The past tense of can. Can is defined as being physically or mentally able to. Would: The past tense of will. Will is defined as used to express futurity. Should: The past tense of shall. Shall is defined as to express what is inevitable or seems likely to happen in the future. Let’s look at the question using the present tense verb. What can I do differently? Well, that list could be endless, just to name a few. Eat better, sleep better, write better, golf better, be kinder, exercise more, and be less critical. All of these things I am physically and mentally able to do. What will I do differently? Well maybe about 3 of those things but I am not too sure about that. I’m old, pretty much set in my ways, and really, who gives a shit. What shall I do differently? Not a damn thing. A shitty answer to an equally shitty prompt. With the new year starting, no question, there are a lot of things I could be doing differently. Maybe when spring comes, I will be in a better mood to make some changes. For now, I am just going to plod along in my usual inept way. I should be fine, but could be better, if I would only try harder to make some changes. I think that is a little different thinking, don’t you?
The Present
You would think because I am old, I would spend more time thinking about the past. If I would hazard a guess, I would say I think about both, just about the same. There is no question that as a society we think about the future, to the point that I would call it an obsession. In fact, it is all we seem to think about. So much, for staying in the present moment. As soon as any event is over with in the world of sports there are immediate articles about who will win the next championship or will be the no. 1 draft pick next year. Who or what will, is the beginning of almost every sentence, when you read about anything related to sports. People start campaigning for office now almost 2 years before an election. Polls are taken anywhere from 18 to 24 months before an election. What is even more interesting about all these future thoughts is that we have become a society of instant gratification. If a new player gets off to a hot start over let’s say a 2-week period, then he is a future hall of famer. If another player gets off to a slow start over the same period or God forbid, even longer, then that player is a bust. Even news shows are obsessed with the short-term future because they keep telling you what is going to be shown in the next 10 to 20 minutes. Stay tuned is the number one phrase on the 6 o’ clock news now. A 90-minute newscast, between commercials, weather, and telling you what they are going to be showing you, is lucky to report on about 20 minutes of news. This obsession with the future is easy to understand. The fact of the matter is that most people think the present sucks. The future has to be better because the present can’t be any worse. Personally, I only think of the future when I am planning something. That something maybe simple like the meals for the week, or more complex like a big vacation. I only think of the past when I am looking at what I could do better or reminiscing about some good times. I like staying in and thinking about the present because that is where I am at. However, if you have a moment let me tell you about the next 30 blogs I have planned to write. The next one is titled My Life Sucks At The Present Moment.
Someone
The question is, what is the greatest gift someone could give you? First of all, it would depend on who that someone is? There are many possibilities. The first someone could be a complete stranger. The obvious answer to that one is money baby and lots of it. Depending on the amount, the other requirement would be they remain a complete stranger after they give it to me. They could give it to me in person, but that would be the extant of it. Now what would the amount have to be to let them at least socially become part of my life. I would say about a half a million. If you are going to hand me less than that then just beat it after you give it to me. I would take any amount also, a few thousand or whatever, but just shake my hand, I will say thank you and then turn and walk away. The next someone could be what would be called an acquaintance. Now most of the people I know, although there are exceptions, don’t have a pot to piss in. The few that I do know that are well heeled I would take money from them as long as our relationship remains the same. For my poorer acquaintances, I guess I would want them to do some chores for me. Take the car for an oil change, shovel snow, cut the grass etc. Nothing huge but just some things so I could play more golf. The next someone would be friends and relatives that are not close. The best gift would be to just continue to stay in touch and hopefully all of us will have good times with not too many bad experiences thrown in, although I know that those cannot be totally avoided. Unfortunately, things have to change but hopefully the good things will change slowly, and the bad things will happen quickly, so we can move on to more pleasant times. The final someone is my immediate family and the greatest gift they can give me they already have. I am proud of all of them and the lives they have chosen to lead. It is easy to relax and enjoy the golden years, when the people you are closest to and love, exemplify all the things that you feel make the world a better place. Thank you for the greatest gift that money can’t buy. But hey, any wealthy strangers out there, feel free.
