In response to last week’s questions, “If prunes are dried plums, how can there possibly be prune juice?,” my sailing friend Kate explained, “That's why I never drink prune juice. It is odd and, well, why drink a suspicious juice when there are other straight-forward awesome tasting juices?” My neighbor Dick added that “Nobody drinks plum juice either...plum wine is a different story.”
My dad’s beach buddy Bob noted that “Prunes are not usually served in their dried state. However, if one consumes the dried variety, they have a way of loosening things up to flow freely.”
The question left my colleague Effie a bit uneasy, as she wrote, “Old people are often referred to as “pruny” so maybe it’s made of squeezed old people. Hmmm, too much Soylent Green! ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soylent_Green)
Please share your thoughts about "things that make you go 'Hmmm' ":
Will eating natural foods lead you to die of natural causes? (from my friend Blair)
Live well...laugh often and heartily….be happy and have a good week…and have fun this Halloween !
Hal
Congratulation to my friend Richard, a regular contributor whose daughter was bat mitzvahed this weekend.
Monday, October 26
Monday, October 19
If you are against picketing, how do you show it?”
Please share your thoughts about "things that make you go 'Hmmm' ":
If prunes are dried plums, how can there possibly be prune juice? (from my birthday bud Jon G)
In response to last week’s questions, “If you are against picketing, how do you show it?”, my sailing and writing friend Rich would “put up a picket fence with a picket on guard to prevent any unwanted pickets from crossing to my picket free zone.” My colleague Effie was more simplistic, saying “Obvious! You sign a petition against picketing.”
My organizational dietician friend Marya found a new answer when she responded, “Use Facebook, ha, ha!” And my colleague Jeff was of a similar mind, suggesting “Send massive amounts of unsolicited e-mails to everyone you know, clog their spam filters and generally become an annoyance to everyone you know and don’t know.” My friend Richard went ‘old school,’ writing “Throw ripe tomatoes at the picketers?”
“With a tissue or handkerchief,” my neighbor Al said. “Oh! My bad!,” he added, “You said picketing, not picking.”
My dad’s beach buddy Bob said, “You can turn your back to it, but you never want to back up into it for fear of getting "burred."
My colleague Swany isn’t about to turn his back as he wrote, “I’m against the people who are against picketing and if they’d only make a few signs, I’d know who they are.”
Live well...laugh often and heartily….be happy and have a good week.
Hal
Mazel Tov to my friends Alan and Sue, whose son gets married this weekend.
If prunes are dried plums, how can there possibly be prune juice? (from my birthday bud Jon G)
In response to last week’s questions, “If you are against picketing, how do you show it?”, my sailing and writing friend Rich would “put up a picket fence with a picket on guard to prevent any unwanted pickets from crossing to my picket free zone.” My colleague Effie was more simplistic, saying “Obvious! You sign a petition against picketing.”
My organizational dietician friend Marya found a new answer when she responded, “Use Facebook, ha, ha!” And my colleague Jeff was of a similar mind, suggesting “Send massive amounts of unsolicited e-mails to everyone you know, clog their spam filters and generally become an annoyance to everyone you know and don’t know.” My friend Richard went ‘old school,’ writing “Throw ripe tomatoes at the picketers?”
“With a tissue or handkerchief,” my neighbor Al said. “Oh! My bad!,” he added, “You said picketing, not picking.”
My dad’s beach buddy Bob said, “You can turn your back to it, but you never want to back up into it for fear of getting "burred."
My colleague Swany isn’t about to turn his back as he wrote, “I’m against the people who are against picketing and if they’d only make a few signs, I’d know who they are.”
Live well...laugh often and heartily….be happy and have a good week.
Hal
Mazel Tov to my friends Alan and Sue, whose son gets married this weekend.
Monday, October 12
Have you ever met a happy medium?
Please share your thoughts about "things that make you go 'Hmmm' ":
If you are against picketing, how do you show it? (from my friend Chris)
In response to last week’s questions, “Have you ever met a happy medium?”, my friend Blair observed, “Sure. In general (while recalling last week's Hmmm... “Are all generalizations dangerous?”…. mediums are very happy, especially as compared with being extra larges. My friend Tracey concurred when she wrote, “Like sitting in a Captain's chairs instead of a bench in 2nd row of the minivan. That's a happy medium. Any woman who loses weight and fits into a medium is very happy!”
My clever friend Stuart concluded, “Getting to know a medium, Rare. I do know one medium well but he is only a happy medium when it is also a birthday. Then he is a happy birthday.”
“I did, once,” my colleague Effie wrote. “She only channeled ghosts of Disney movies past…..in retrospect, maybe she wasn’t “happy” so much as “maniacally insane”.
A business colleague and friend Dave shared his first hand experience, “Yes, my great-grandmother, the tea leaf reader in our family. And yes, she did it as her actual profession. She once told I'd meet a guy named Hal that would ask about her long after she had passed. Hmmm......”
My running friend Tony wrote, “Not in these trying economic times.” However, my cousin Wes believes that “they are all happy. After all, they know the future and are able to manipulate events to enable happiness.” To this, my sailing friend Kurt challenged, “I once met a happy medium but I think she was a fraud.”
My friend Richard observed that “a medium is happy after being paid at the end of the séance.” My dad’s beach buddy Bob agreed, “Only one that was finally connected with the supernatural.”
My college roomie John proposed, “This may be dangerous, but politically speaking, I would like to see a happy medium, i.e. some moderation.”
My neighbor Dick replied, “I have met a "happy wiccan" (witch), is that close enough?”
And to start your week, my sailing friend Kate left me smiling when she wrote, “The painter in me believes that finger paints are a happy medium. Charcoal is somehow serious. Acrylic & Oil are sophisticated. Clay is fun, but finger paint is happy. Ask any kid.”
Live well...laugh often and heartily….be happy and have a good week.
If you are against picketing, how do you show it? (from my friend Chris)
In response to last week’s questions, “Have you ever met a happy medium?”, my friend Blair observed, “Sure. In general (while recalling last week's Hmmm... “Are all generalizations dangerous?”…. mediums are very happy, especially as compared with being extra larges. My friend Tracey concurred when she wrote, “Like sitting in a Captain's chairs instead of a bench in 2nd row of the minivan. That's a happy medium. Any woman who loses weight and fits into a medium is very happy!”
My clever friend Stuart concluded, “Getting to know a medium, Rare. I do know one medium well but he is only a happy medium when it is also a birthday. Then he is a happy birthday.”
“I did, once,” my colleague Effie wrote. “She only channeled ghosts of Disney movies past…..in retrospect, maybe she wasn’t “happy” so much as “maniacally insane”.
A business colleague and friend Dave shared his first hand experience, “Yes, my great-grandmother, the tea leaf reader in our family. And yes, she did it as her actual profession. She once told I'd meet a guy named Hal that would ask about her long after she had passed. Hmmm......”
My running friend Tony wrote, “Not in these trying economic times.” However, my cousin Wes believes that “they are all happy. After all, they know the future and are able to manipulate events to enable happiness.” To this, my sailing friend Kurt challenged, “I once met a happy medium but I think she was a fraud.”
My friend Richard observed that “a medium is happy after being paid at the end of the séance.” My dad’s beach buddy Bob agreed, “Only one that was finally connected with the supernatural.”
My college roomie John proposed, “This may be dangerous, but politically speaking, I would like to see a happy medium, i.e. some moderation.”
My neighbor Dick replied, “I have met a "happy wiccan" (witch), is that close enough?”
And to start your week, my sailing friend Kate left me smiling when she wrote, “The painter in me believes that finger paints are a happy medium. Charcoal is somehow serious. Acrylic & Oil are sophisticated. Clay is fun, but finger paint is happy. Ask any kid.”
Live well...laugh often and heartily….be happy and have a good week.
Monday, October 5
Are all generalizations dangerous?
Please share your thoughts about "things that make you go 'Hmmm' ":
Have you ever met a happy medium? (with help from my friend Patti)
In response to last week’s questions, “Are all generalizations dangerous?”, leave it to my friend Vivian to question the question when she responded, “It depends how you define dangerous. I remember when our "elders" thought that Elvis "the pelvis" was dangerous, and all we girls did was swoon and scream --in a good girly way.”
My friend Alan, whose first born gets married later this month, determined “It depends what (s)he is a General of.”
“Generally speaking in general terms,” my colleague Jeff wrote, “I would say that all generalization are generally dangerous.” My colleague Effie added, “Yes, just as the only absolute truth is that there are no absolute truths, and the only thing that never changes is that everything always changes.”
My sailing buddy Scott wrote, “Actually, all generalizations are wrong…even this one.” My colleague Swany challenged, “Only when they come from the narrowminded, i.e. Rush Limbaugh.”
Yet my dad’s beach buddy Bob believes “the ones that are dangerous are those that never get to the point....and waste your time.” As support, my neighbor Al shared psychologist Abraham Maslow’s theory called Eupsychian Management Policy (http://www.maslow.org/sub/assumptions.php). Three of Maslow’s assumptions are
1. Assume everyone is to be trusted.
2. Assume everyone is to be informed as completely as possible of as many facts and truths as possible, i.e., everything relevant to the situation.
3. Assume in all your people the impulse to achieve…
Now those will make you go Hmmm.
Live well...laugh often and heartily….be happy and have a good week.
Have you ever met a happy medium? (with help from my friend Patti)
In response to last week’s questions, “Are all generalizations dangerous?”, leave it to my friend Vivian to question the question when she responded, “It depends how you define dangerous. I remember when our "elders" thought that Elvis "the pelvis" was dangerous, and all we girls did was swoon and scream --in a good girly way.”
My friend Alan, whose first born gets married later this month, determined “It depends what (s)he is a General of.”
“Generally speaking in general terms,” my colleague Jeff wrote, “I would say that all generalization are generally dangerous.” My colleague Effie added, “Yes, just as the only absolute truth is that there are no absolute truths, and the only thing that never changes is that everything always changes.”
My sailing buddy Scott wrote, “Actually, all generalizations are wrong…even this one.” My colleague Swany challenged, “Only when they come from the narrowminded, i.e. Rush Limbaugh.”
Yet my dad’s beach buddy Bob believes “the ones that are dangerous are those that never get to the point....and waste your time.” As support, my neighbor Al shared psychologist Abraham Maslow’s theory called Eupsychian Management Policy (http://www.maslow.org/sub/assumptions.php). Three of Maslow’s assumptions are
1. Assume everyone is to be trusted.
2. Assume everyone is to be informed as completely as possible of as many facts and truths as possible, i.e., everything relevant to the situation.
3. Assume in all your people the impulse to achieve…
Now those will make you go Hmmm.
Live well...laugh often and heartily….be happy and have a good week.
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