Because I was out of town on Father's Day, the girls came over yesterday and we did Father's Day then. I don't know if the last typed line is a typo or not. I leave it for all of you to decide.
Anyway, I'm headed to Long Beach, California today to pick out a bicycle. My daughter, Heather, moved to the Historic District in Long Beach where she now lives in a cottage near the beach (yes, very cool). The bicycle will be domiciled there in her carriage house. Yes, it's an actual historic carriage house that dates to 1905, remodeled now. So I can go to the beach, pull the bicycle out of the carriage house and ride sea-side to my heart's content.
Emilie and I took off this morning to run Cleghorn Road (about 40 minutes from home) over the summit and down into Lake Silverwood. I found that MANY of the by-passes that we used to enjoy for their degree of difficulty were closed by the Federal Government. It's annoying in the extreme that they put their snouts into every possible aspect of our lives.
Larry the Cable Guy said, “Even after the recent Super Bowl victory of the New Orleans Saints, I have noticed a large number of people implying with bad jokes that Cajuns aren't smart. I would like to state for the record that I disagree with that assessment. Anybody that would build a city 5 feet below sea level in a hurricane zone and fill it with Democrats is a damn genius.”
Some of you are old enough to remember the television series "Get Smart". The series featured a number of innovative spy gadgets (most of them just a little daffy). There were also a number of very serious actors playing the role of secret agents.
None of them was nearly so clever nor so secret as Agent 13.
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This blog has many elements and depending on your interests, may pique your imagination...or not. I urge you to be unreasonable. Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. The unreasonable persist in trying to adapt the world to themselves, therefore all progress depends on unreasonable people. The more unreasonable you are, the more likely you are to enjoy this blog. All men dream, but not equally.
If you're a socialist or a Marxist, you'll find that I poke fun at your absurd notions of "good government" on a regular basis. So you might not wish to follow this blog because you'll be offended.
John Locke said, "One unerring mark of the love of truth is not entertaining any proposition with greater assurance than the proofs it is built upon will warrant." I like what Locke said. We can't theorize without adequate information because when we do we inevitably twist facts to suit theories rather than theories to suit facts. In this blog and in my life, I try to maintain this perspective.
Either you believe in our essential spark of shared divinity, or you succumb to our human insecurity. Either way your conscience lets you slice it, the main thing is to earnestly do what is right at the time.
Today, I balance work and play as much as anyone can. All things remaining equal, play is more important. Life is short - it's important to make every day count for something, if only to yourself.
I'm a former tinker/tailor/soldier/sailor who has now decided that maybe it really wasn't all done for nothing.