Founds this in the depths of the Internet last night. No comment needed.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
The government almost shut down last week over cutting 38 billion dollars… That may sound like a lot, but comparatively speaking, that’s like a 600 pound man who’s heart is about to explode congratulating himself that he got a hamburger instead of a cheeseburger… for his fifty-seventh meal of the day. Republicans backed off because they didn’t think they could win the PR battle. Let’s see… the Democrats were willing to not pay soldiers, currently fighting three wars, in order to ensure funding for abortion clinics… And you didn’t think you could win that PR fight? Seriously? Have you ever thought about maybe hiring a marketing major? I know a guy….
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Is Your Jar Full?
When things in your life seem almost to much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar......and the beer.
A Professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
So the Professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The Professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "Yes."
The Professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the Professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things - your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions - things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else - the small stuff."
"If you put the sand into the jar first", he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
When he had finished, there was a profound silence. Then one of the students raised her hand and with a puzzled expression, inquired what the beer represented.
The Professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of beers."
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
In two days, E and I drop our dachshund at my mom's house and hop a plane for Australia. We're spending three weeks in a small town south of Perth called Mandurah. Her uncle has a vacation house on the bay there, which he has graciously offered to let us stay in as a wedding gift.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
I've been spending a fair amount of time over the last couple of months scanning and editing old pictures from my (and Elizabeth's) childhood. We did this as part of an informal slide-show for the wedding reception, and also just to get some of these old photos archived in a digital format. And then there's been a host of pictures taken at the actual wedding.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
For lack of a better topic, I'm going to post the obligatory wedding photo today. E and I decided to spend the night before the wedding apart. I went back to our condo, while she spent the night at her parents place in Carlsbad. We got ready on Saturday morning separately. We were doing formal photography before the ceremony, so we arranged to see each other just before that. This picture was taken moments after we were "introduced" in the backyard of my mom's house. Isn't she beautiful?