Did you ever stop to think, then forget to start again?

In response to last week’s question, "Did you ever stop to think, then forget to start again?", my dad's beach buddy Bob explained, "It is my daily exercise."

My social media friend Mark and my friend Kosol replied, "Hmmm I'd have to think about that" to which writing and sailing friend Rich assisted with, "I think I'll start by saying."

My cycling and flying friend Ted acknowledged, "Yes of course I did!! When the ring went on the finger!! (Just kidding)."  Then my friend Richard explained, "My wife would gladly confirm that the answer to that question is “YES!!!”  This week’s question calls to mind the immortal words of that great philosopher, Curley (of Three Stooges fame):  “I’m tryin’ to think, but nothin’ happens!” 

My cousin Wes responded, "Yeah, particularly when I can't remember why I stopped to think."  To which my temple friend Vivian added, "Sometimes or maybe more often than desired that happens when one gets older, or is it that you just forgot what you want to remember.  Whatever.  What was I trying to say--I forgot!"

My friend Royce answered, "I think I was replying to Hal, but now I don't know."  Then my birthday bud Jon recalled, "Yes, that often....oh, never mind."

Please share your thoughts about "things that make you go 'Hmmm' “:

Do you really wait until today to wear white again?

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"

Hal

I hope you were able to pause yesterday to recall the memory of nearly 1 million US soldiers  who lost their lives defending our freedom, and to those veterans and active military who are continuing to defend our freedom in their honor.

Happy Anniversary to my better half!   And congrats to Syracuse Lacrosse --- both men and women's teams make it to the championship game this year.

[Thanks to Demetri Martin, Steven Wright and George Carlin for the inspiration.]

 

After graduation, are you graduated, gradual or something else?

In response to last week’s question, "After graduation, are you graduated, gradual or something else?", my writing and sailing friend Rich shared, "If my son is any indicator, you are depressed. Something about the real world and the party being over seems to be the cause."  To this, my dad's beach buddy Bob added, "you are oblivious to what will face you and how long it will take to pay off your student loan."

My friend Richard summarized, "After graduation, you are brain-fried.  In fact, the graduate’s brain is like Waffle House hash browns. It is scattered (Resumes sent all around the country, hoping one will lead to a job.), smothered (In debt), and covered (too exhausted to get out of bed)."

My flying and cycling friend Ted recalled, "I did graduate in pants size, but it was a gradual process."

My cousin Valarie observed, "Graduates are gradations of the people they will learn to be."  My lottery friend Effie added, "I can't speak as to WHAT someone is after graduation, but if my observations are accurate, it leads to the gradual but inevitable realization that graduation is when the really hard work BEGINS, not when it ends. 

My sailing friends Carolyn and Scott plus friend Kosol concisely lamented, "You are unemployed."  My friend Royce curtly wrote, " In this economy - Screwed!" to which my hiking friend Kelly added, "Gradually realizing that you’d be happy to accept a job as a stocker at Wal-Mart.  Welcome to Obama’s America!"

My birthday bud Jon shared, "From one with a high school senior in the house, the answer is something else: on the hook for lots of tuition."  My social collaboration friend Mark followed that with, "Once you graduate, you are commanded to immediately go back to school for your next level degree. And then repeat...at least until I find a job." 

But I think the final word goes to my niece Tracey and her friend, who graduate from high school this week, who declared, "a graduate."

Please share your thoughts about "things that make you go 'Hmmm' “:

 

Did you ever stop to think, then forget to start again?

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"

Hal

    

[Thanks to Demetri Martin, Steven Wright and George Carlin for the inspiration.]

Is it OK if it's not a felony?

In response to last week’s question, "Is it OK if it's not a felony?", my writing and sailing friend Rich advised, "Totally depends on the sense of humor of the arresting officer."  And my sailing friend Mike added, "That all depends on your (mis)demeanor."

My Parrothead friend Sam replied, "That depends... How good were the margaritas that proceeded it?" 

My friend Richard concluded, "There’s certainly no crime in not committing a felony.  The Oxford Dictionary defines “okay” as “satisfactory but not especially good.” Not committing a crime doesn’t mean one is necessarily doing good, I’d say the answer is 'Yes'."

                           

My friend Kelly cautioned, "it’s OK if it’s not a felony AND you don’t get caught!"

My friend Royce then replied, "To hell with the question. I think I dated that dog!"

As a side note, my long time cable TV friend Buck shared a thought that is half the reason we all contribute to these weekly emails, " Just wanted to wish you a great week. I enjoy your weekly reminders that the journey through life should be fun and enjoyable."

Please share your thoughts about "things that make you go 'Hmmm' “:

After graduation, are you graduated, gradual or something else?

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"

Hal

My golden retriever rescue friend Kim replied to the prior week's question, "Does the sun come up every day in conversation?" with  "LOVE THIS!!!!!   To me….. the sun is a reminder of G-d’s Grace on us…. Gloomy days are the days we need to reflect on why we need Grace…… without Grace/forgiveness, we will be miserable people……  to me, my dogs are the closest thing to G-d on earth - Looking at my dogs reminds me how to be happy and to forgive others and LOVE…..:-)

[Thanks to Demetri Martin, Steven Wright and George Carlin for the inspiration.]

Does the sun come up every day in conversation?

In response to last week’s question, "Does the sun come up every day in conversation?", my neighbor Al explained, "No it comes up in the East" while my birthday bud Jon concluded, "only if it dawns on me."

My sailing friend Mike and friend Royce agreed, "Nah, the sun will come up…..tomorrow."

My dad's beach buddy Bob countered, "Only when it is cold and raining." My collaboration friend KJ shared, "I believe if you have a sunny disposition, the sun will definitely come up in conversation every day. I believe a smile reminds people of the warmth of the sun. Everyone else will bring it up, perhaps directly or indirectly on a daily basis. For instance, “it’s raining today”, therefore making an indirect reference to the fact that the sun is not shining. Almost all of us do seem to enjoy the sun shining rather than the alternatives."

My friend Richard proposed, "I suppose the sun comes up whether you are engaged in conversation or not.  If you were engaged in conversation when the sun came up, I guess that would qualify as 'pillow talk'.”

My writing and sailing friend Rich the concluded, "I am not sure if the sun comes up everyday in conversation or not.  I am sure that I don't want to be around for the day the sun didn't come up today is the conversation."

Please share your thoughts about "things that make you go 'Hmmm' “:

Is it OK if it's not a felony?

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"

Hal

Thanks to my dog rescue friend Ken and others for a great time at Bark in the Park yesterday.  Braves won and the dogs and friends had a great day.