What’s the opposite of rehab?

A ponderable with the humor in the vein of George Carlin, Steven Wright and Demetri Martin, in response to last week’s question, “What’s the opposite of rehab?”, my birthday bud Jon and analytics friend Swany both agreed, “Charlie Sheen.”

My sailing friend Kurt believes is it “rum” while my friend Royce said it’s “having too much fun.” To this, my flying friend Ted added, “I'd have to harken back to my college days. Oh yes, it's one Kick Butt Party!!”  My college roomie and sailing friend John clarified, “It’s living life too much!”

My dad’s beach buddy Bob responded, “Cremation, but much depends on what you are being rehabilitated from.....excessive drinking or...love making.”

My dog rescue friend Kate, and my friend Kevin though it to be “Hab, or possibly first hab.” 

My friend Richard countered, it is “Prehabilitate. Better yet, predehabilitate!”

And my often comedic friend Bruce thoughtfully replied, “The opposite of rehab is the fear of trying something new.”

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      Can you have cold hot wings? (from my sailing friend Leslie)

Live well...laugh often and heartily…. have a good week and never regret anything that made you smile!

Hal

We are very fortunate to have the freedom in the US for humor and the time to enjoy it. I hope you do something to protect our freedom, starting with voting.

Can you remember what you forgot ?

A ponderable with the humor in the vein of George Carlin, Steven Wright and Demetri Martin, in response to last week’s question, “Can you remember what you forgot?”, my birthday bud Jon responded, “I’ll let you know later in the week….if I remember.”

My comedic friend Bruce noted, “I don’t remember forgetting anything” while my friend Royce replied, “No, because I forgot what I was suppose to remember.”

My dad’s beach buddy Bob explained, “I understand that in the early stages of dementia that it resurrects itself mysteriously” and then my cousin Wes wrote, “Eh? What?” and my neighbor Dick wrote, “What was the question again, please?”

My sailing friend Maria wrote, “I just did” while my cable marketing friend Patrick shared, “I wish!”

My engineering friend Steve observed, “Always... but after it's too late” to which my friend Tracey wrote, “Yes, but it's usually at 4 AM when you remember.”

And then my friend Swany shared his comforting answer, “I'm lucky enough to have a significant other that remembers everything for me.”

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    What’s the opposite of rehab?

Live well...laugh often and heartily…. have a good week and never regret anything that made you smile!

If you try to prove Murphy's Law, will something go wrong?

In response to last week’s question, “If you try to prove Murphy's Law, will something go wrong?”, my friend Richard noted, “If it can, it will. Of course, Murphy was an optimist.” My cousin Don agreed that “Murphy was an optimist. He tried to be a pessimist, but he couldn’t get it to work. If you try to prove Murphy’s Law, it will go wrong, so it will prove itself. Murphy’s Law is like gravity; it’s not just a good idea, it’s the law.

My dad’s beach buddy Bob shared, “Only if you are about to succeed in documenting it at which time your pen will run out of ink.” And my friend Royce then asked, “Was Murphy Jewish?”

My insightful friend Swany explained, “You can only prove Murphy's law by something going wrong so to be successful at it, you have to not succeed. So the only way to be successful is to fail.” To this, my neighbor Dick challenged, “Using "Fuzzy Logic"...if "Whatever can go wrong will go wrong," then none of us would be here! …or at least we would look very different. Ergo Murphy's Law is false.”

My videographer friend Ivan then extended the discussion by writing, “No, but if you try to disprove it, it will.

   • If anything can go wrong, it will.

   • In Proving Murphy's Law, if everything goes right, you prove the argument, and in so doing lose the argument, QED*.

   • In Proving Murphy's Law, if something goes wrong, it proves the argument, and in losing, you win. QED.”

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     Is it pointless to write with a broken pencil ?

Live well...laugh often and heartily…. have a good week and never regret anything that made you smile!

Hal

I think my Dad found the irony in the email, which so many others were kind enough to overlook. He wrote that the question answered itself because the question had a typo: ….will something GOING wrong?”

(*) QED is an abbreviation for the Latin "quod erat demonstrandum" (literally, "which was to be demonstrated" or "thus it is demonstrated". It is used at the end .

How would you feel if you lost your mood ring?

A ponderable with the humor in the vein of George Carlin, Steven Wright and Demetri Martin,

in response to last week’s question, “How would you feel if you lost your mood ring?”, my friend Tracey and sailing/writing friend Rich concluded, “I would feel blue. ” However, my neighbor Al, having done research on the Internet, determined “Yellow. Yellow (Olive To Golden)-Topaz- Mixed Emotions; Many Thoughts, Ok/Mellow, Fair, Just-So, Vague/Coy, Intent, Distracted, Imaginative, Cautious, Disquieted, Unsettled, Wary, Strained, Foreboding Mood. Actually I found that there are many sites but they all don't agree.”

My videographer friend Ivan disclosed, “Only I would know.”

While my cycling friend Ted and birthday bud Jon said, “I simply just wouldn’t know how to feel,” my sailing friend Kate realized, “Free to be whatever color I choose.” To this, my sailing friend Kurt added, “Free. I wouldn't have that thing telling me how I am supposed to feel. I could feel any way I want to, like sailing.”

My friend Royce said, “very moody,” to which my organizational behavior friend Marya agreed, “We all need to honor our 'shadow' sides! But I'm always blessed!”

My dad’s beach buddy Bob announced, “I would go have a double dip of chocolate ice cream and cheer. I hate those mood rings, so did my dog before he died.” On the other hand, my neighbor Dick shared, “Personally I would buy a "boomerang" mood ring that would always come back. But, of course, I am a perpetual optimist.”

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          Why does "slow down" and "slow up" mean the same thing?

Live well...laugh often and heartily…. have a good week and never regret anything that made you smile!

Hal

Happy Anniversary this Friday to my better half, who I like as much as I love.

When people lose weight, where does it go?

A ponderable with the humor in the vein of George Carlin, Steven Wright and Demetri Martin,

In response to last week’s question, “When people lose weight, where does it go?”, my friend Tracey wrote, “As if I care... as long as it's gone for good!! ”

My dad’s beach buddy Bob concluded, “It goes into your next dish of chocolate ice cream.”

My sailing friend Kurt suggested, “Someone else will usually find it and keep it instead of returning it like an honest person would.” My marketing and ice cream friend Bruce explained, “It goes in the Lost and Found. Notice that when you lose weight, you seem to find it later.” My dog rescue friend Kate added, “Actually, it’s in a holding pattern so you can find it again.” My satellite TV friend Mark clarified, “it's sentenced to a holding cell, because more often than not, it's released back into the system.”

When my organizational behavior guru friend Marya wrote, “I'm not sure I lose, I think it just shifts around,” my writing and sailing friend Rich explained, “The law of conservation of mass says the mass cannot be lost. That's why you can't get the scale to change.” This supports my Parrothead friend Sam, who shared, “Isn't it obvious? It goes to the next nearest person's thighs or stomach depending on if you are female or male. The weight is kind of a leech that needs to find a home...” My friend Richard saw it slightly different, saying ,”It goes on someone else’s rump, of course!”

My friend Royce concluded, “The fat fairy giveth and the fat fairy taketh away to share with someone else.”

When my videographer friend Ivan weighed in, he wrote, “Weight is really Mass, mass is matter, matter is neither created nor destroyed, but converted to energy. The concept of energy, like light, fairly boggles the mind. What is the mind? Doesn't matter. What is matter? Never mind.”

Ivan continued, “I would like to add that when people lose weight, they are losing a part of themselves. Do we really want this? How much of yourself can you lose before you are not you? If you weigh 450, and lose 225, you now weigh 225. But then you lose half of that and are only a 1/4 of what you once were, but you don't feel you are not you. Maybe all we really are is our mind, which is somehow more than just matter, but a form of energy like no other. That is why we can lose our mind, but not lose any weight. So now the question is, when we lose our mind, where does it go? This is too heavy for me. Like a man on a diet, I'm sort of lost.”

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          Can you distribute batteries free of charge?

Live well...laugh often and heartily…. have a good week and never regret anything that made you smile!

Hal