It astonishes me how many people seem to view events as one disconnected episode after another rather than as a journey in which each step leads to the next which leads to the next to some unknown destination.
It astonishes me how many people seem to view events as one disconnected episode after another rather than as a journey in which each step leads to the next which leads to the next to some unknown destination.
I’ve been linking this pretty much everywhere recently:
http://zenpundit.com/?p=5349
That was kind of a head-spinning piece by zenpundit, Andy. Thanks for posting it.
@Andy
All that was available from the start of Libya and Syria for anybody who was willing to take the time to dig it out. There is no date on the article, but it looks like it was at the beginning of the Syrian conflict.
Maybe, it as an attempt to weaken Russia and China, and there was a deeper game being played. I doubt it, but it would be interesting.
The problem with connecting events is accountability. When you disconnect events, past mistakes become meaningless. The fact that you always make bad decisions makes no difference. The next one must be considered in isolation.
When asked about their previous messes, those who want to intervene will proclaim, “What does it matter?”
Y’all can talk about all that sh*t as much as you want, but I’ve solved mine.
Lyman’s cousin taught interior design at a college level, and when I took her the soup I made today at her shop, she convinced me that I would be better off taking a Master’s now, so I can teach when I’m too old or too tired for practicing occupational therapy.
So that’s done. Now, I have an appointment with my beautiful academic adviser on Thursday. After I have my brows done at Ulta.
So there. Things can be worked out.
Thank you as always, gracious host, and regards to Janice.
(Never would of thought I was dead drunk and naked on the kitchen floor from more than a fifth of Johnny Walker Black on Saturday morning.)
These boots are made for walking.
And, God help me, school starts Monday.
I do ask for your opinion.
Remember?
http://youtu.be/1lyu1KKwC74
It astonishes me how many people seem to view events as one disconnected episode after another rather than as a journey in which each step leads to the next which leads to the next to some unknown destination.
That is the American Foreign Policy Achilles Heel. Every time someone suggessts a course of action it assumes what is happening right now is isolated from history.
Actually that’s pretty much how we do everything, now that I think about it.
Ben, I’m feral, hon. It makes a difference.
Michael is an overfed old man who likes to drink really good whiskey and smoke good cigars.
Taking a line from my mother-in- law, Girl, in reference to her husband:
“He’s old and feeble, and I’m young and vibrant.”
They were separated by all of two years. Figuring, she was 85 and he was 87.
We Southerners do can rap on.
http://youtu.be/m3Y1O9eVKRs
Scary gospel:
http://youtu.be/Rekp7rRcSFs
Mavis Staples in a better mood:
http://youtu.be/1II2nPmBZJk
And that’s your lesson for today. Remember, study your textbooks. There will be a quiz tomorrow. Thank you for coming.
You, Mr. Schuler, I’d like to speak to you privately.
Is that okay, director?
My people are military. My brother was just buried in the Natchez National Cemetery.
In a French flour canister.
http://youtu.be/KE4HGlmtOcg
Now, to close this set. What’s your opinion?
I’ll go with this one:
http://youtu.be/hC-T0rC6m7I
Now, to lighten all this up, I’ll give you a song that my former stepson wouldn’t play for jillions. Boy never listened to a goddamned thing I said:
http://youtu.be/vRFLEJjW0Ss
I need to get serious now. My apartment and my garden need to be tidied, my garden needs attending, and life, at least in my case, do go on.
Thank you all for your patience and tolerance. Later.
Just one note. I put my wedding ring back on. It feels right. All that spiritual sh*t, jan.
Well, dayum, Dave! I can’t exit stage left or right. Will you give me a hand down?
Let’s not be a bore.
Where y’all?
I’m feeling lonely here Mr. Dave. A little too feral? Charles always said I was too intense.
Them po’ students.
What y’all do in your spare time?
I play air guitar.
Like this:
http://youtu.be/vRFLEJjW0Ss
I done did NYC.
Get it , brother? I a music anthologist in my spare time.
So, tell me how these weird golf heads work, the ones with the dials on them?
OOPS. http://youtu.be/vGWfDkx4zyY
Come on now, even that fat-butted, loud-mouthed Clementine would purr when I petted her.
Struck for the woods, I guess.
It’s a shame there aren’t more MEN in this country.
http://youtu.be/vGWfDkx4zyY
Repetition is the key.
http://youtu.be/vGWfDkx4zyY
http://youtu.be/xvZeYDBY4fw
And there you are. That’s what I’ve got tonight.
Tuck up and have a good night, as I will.
Thank you always, Dave.
One last thought:
http://youtu.be/hK_qrg4Jz20
Feel better?
I have a smile on my face.
In my book, that boy Drew gonna be consigned to Phoenix. Arizona.
Hope you like all that nice, dry heat, sonny.
Take your dog with ya. I have little tolerance for something smaller than a King Charles. Spaniel.
Funny is as funny does, yea?
Give a good chunk of your sweet, sweet money to your local humane societies. They need it.
Now, you silly f***er, Drew, what do you think of Vanguard EFTs. Nah ah ah, no 2% for you, brother.
http://youtu.be/p0OX_8YvFxA
I’ve seen Al in concert in Austin.
Some high school friends were with me.
I dunno, 1975?
http://youtu.be/bn5TNqjuHiU
Just playin’, Drew.
http://youtu.be/JvfG9uFswis
http://youtu.be/tSsiS-v6_6M
http://youtu.be/_LBmUwi6mEo?list=RDJvfG9uFswis
http://youtu.be/nSBO6Fe_M6A?list=RDJvfG9uFswis
http://youtu.be/sA5XzJG0rB0
http://youtu.be/0OCnHNk2Hac?list=RDsA5XzJG0rB0
I’ve seen them in concert, too. In Dallas.
My best friend from about 12 on was Russell Smith. He died of AIDS in about ’93.
He was first a music critic then a film critic for the Dallas Morning News.
The old saw goes, “You can’t pick your family, but you can pick your friends.”
I’ve been extraordinarily fortunate on both sides.
Thank you all, and God bless.
Is that OK, Mr. Director?
@Janis Gore
Take your dog with ya. I have little tolerance for something smaller than a King Charles. Spaniel.
You will need to stay away from my hounds. We have two chihuahuas, and when I am around, they are fairly well behaved. With my wife, they are out of control, but she has not trained or disciplined them.
My sister got so pissed off when she was walking one day and a chihuahua jumped up and bit her on the butt.
She and I are “The Two Gracies.”
Oh, goodness.
Norman Cousins said laughter is the best medicine.
Burning up the stage, huh, Mr. Dave?
Am I discovered yet?
The last line I remember from Phyllis Diller is “You kids can write your names in the dust on the furniture, but not the year.”
“Free at last, Free at last, Thank God Almighty, we are free at last.”
http://youtu.be/4BYyDusJYJo
My beasts have gotten better, but I am still not sure about children. One problem is my wife. I can read dog signs really well, but she is clueless. When it is just me with them, they act a lot better.
I exert control firmly, and this makes them more confident. Once they have alerted me of the danger, I check it out. After, they may be wary, but they are not nervous. If they keep it up, there is always time-out.
My wife does none of this, and they are constantly scared of everything. They were with her when they first met children, and it did not go well.
To blow your mind:
http://youtu.be/dbKFsTxEMB0
TB, I learned that with the African Grey, Charles Gore. That took some authority. Everybody else in the house was afraid of him.
https://www.flickr.com/photos/gonesouth/2302869564/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GVfSlbwEIsE
Charles Gore adlibbed a lot of that.
That’s my husband whistling in the background.
He whistled all the time. He came in one day from the grocery store whistling Herb Alpert:
https://www.flickr.com/photos/gonesouth/277753773/in/set-72157594346116392
Didn’t even know what he was doing.
Now do you see why I’m insane?
OOPS.
http://youtu.be/0EDW6gEQ2DU
I would not even know where to begin with a bird. I can barely tolerate people, but my wife wanted a dog. Luckily, she is allergic to cats.
My boy, my boy, my pride and joy:
https://www.flickr.com/photos/gonesouth/7822406714/in/set-72157631713331043
TB, male African Greys have tremendous egos, or at least Charles Gore does:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2tmF_hpXR4s
He has real good sense of humor.
He’s sensitive, too. I was crying in our office one day after Lyman died, and he asked, “Are you OK, sweet baby?”
Don’t tell me parrots just parrot.
M’boy and I worked together 24 hours a day for nearly nineteen years.
Ice is the only one of you who actually knows me. And that’s only online.
Ain’t that right, Sugar?
(Psst. The long version of “Inna Goda Davida.” I’m too tired to look it up.)
Saw Iron Butterfly in concert in Dallas, too. I was 13 at the time.