As I am writing this, Easter is quickly approaching so I am reminded of a very memorable Easter weekend. What do golf scrambles, roller derby, the Easter Bunny and bloody noses all have in common? If you said, “nothing”, well then you aren’t alone. Everyone who just read that responded just as you did. And just like you, they are wrong. You just can’t make this stuff up. Continue reading
Bowling, I really miss bowling. I don’t have enough cartilage in my left knee and I really need a good left knee for bowling. I’m right handed and right handed bowlers need to land on their left foot when rolling the ball. Don’t believe me? Go bowling and roll the ball down the alley with your right hand while standing only on your bent right leg. I tried it – I looked even more goofy than I already am, (and I didn’t think it possible). If you’re a frequent visitor here then you know why my left leg is bad (here in this story). Memories though; my bowling memories are some of my favorite. Continue reading
I wrote most of this story more than two years ago but didn’t finish until now. I held off I guess because I felt I was self defeating. But hey, every single aspect, minute or major, of everything that’s occurred in our lives, goes into the making of who we are as adults. I promised to make an honest attempt to document all my moments of growing up, so here I go.
Not too long ago, I had an eye examination. I like to make sure I’m seen at least every other year. If for nothing else, I like to make sure no early stage of glaucoma is coming on. As usual, my ophthalmologist flipped out the lights on us and then flashed the tiny alphabet soup chart on the wall and told me to read the third line from the bottom. To that, I said to her – I think I can read the bottom line.
Hannibal Lecter: First principles, Clarice. Simplicity. Read Marcus Aurelius. Of each particular thing ask: what is it in itself? What is its nature? What does he do, this man you seek?
Clarice Starling: He kills women…
Hannibal Lecter: No. That is incidental. What is the first and principal thing he does? What needs does he serve by killing?
Clarice Starling: Anger, um, social acceptance, and, huh, sexual frustrations, sir…
Hannibal Lecter: No! He covets. That is his nature. And how do we begin to covet, Clarice? Do we seek out things to covet? Make an effort to answer now.
Clarice Starling: No. We just…
Hannibal Lecter: No. We begin by coveting what we see every day. Don’t you feel eyes moving over your body, Clarice? And don’t your eyes seek out the things you want?
How about a sports story this week? I spent last weekend up in Tahoe on a golf trip with my wife and another couple. We were all celebrating our wedding anniversaries, (as mentioned in this story). The weather was very cooperative and we all had a great time.
Written about in this story, (link), my dad was a really good golfer who carried close to a zero handicap for all of his life. He never had an ace, a hole-in-one though. I am a so-so golfer, but luck has certainly shined my way in the game of golf. It’s better to be lucky than good, right?