I wish I’d owned the book ‘Family Dog’ before I had to train my children. My peace of mind would have been much better, and my kids would have learned to be amazingly well focused.
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I grew up having to hear the music from ‘Annie’. You know the song… and you, like me and my friends, probably made up spoof lyrics… Sing with me: “Theeeee Sun’ll Blow Up Tomorrow! Bet your bottom dollar there’ll be Chaos… and Sorrowwwww! Tomorrow, Tomorrow, I fear ya, Tomorrow- You’re onlyyyyy a day awaaaaaay!”
Just me, huh?
I’d like to point out that, aside from meaning to give combustable fuel to an engine, “throttle” can also mean to choke someone.
So, “throttle back” could mean to choke someone who’s been choking you… couldn’t it?
Yikes.
I enjoy watching Big Bang Theory now. I came around to it after being told for years that I should watch it.
But I like the way they write the characters. It feels like they’ve got a handle on each character, and the handle isn’t always spelled out, you know? As time goes on, they tease out the different drives behind everyone’s quirks.
And I get to do that here, too. I won’t bother to bore you with WHY everyone behaves the way they do, but you’ve teased out a little about everyone as we go, haven’t you?
And remember, like Sherlock and Dr. Who, the characters are never above lying about to to themselves.
Fun, right?
We just saw a video of someone cranking a turkey leg off the bird in our kayaking class.
But after that video, man, we were careful to do it right.
Kkkkrrrrrreeegggtttchhhhh!
There’s a right way and a wrong way to do anything.
I sit in on my son’s violin lessons and take notes for him, Suzuki Class style. The last two lessons have mostly been about him correcting some posture habits that, if successful, will allow him to relax his left thumb just that little bit and thus result in a bigger, cleaner sound. Who’d have thought that the way you hold your opposite shoulder and bend your opposite elbow would eventually cause you to over-extend your thumb and mess up the tone of your playing?
Likewise with kayaking. Who’d have thought that hanging upside down and banging your head on the rocks as you pass wrong-way-up through a rapid could have an adverse effect on the way you hold your shoulders?
I may have had some elements of that last part transposed.
It’s like playing Dungeons & Dragons.
Your first time, you spend WAY longer than you think you should, just to create a character. Then, after burning an hour or so on that, your character is eaten by, I dunno, a Gelatinous Cube in the first five minutes.
You don’t have to spend another hour making another character, though… so you play the next game, and the next.
… So, if you had to re-outfit your boat and re-learn how to wet-exit every time you kayaked, you wouldn’t do it. But after you got that boat fitted out right, well, why NOT fall out of it a couple more times?
I remember taking kayaking lessons at the local university. Everyone was really, really excited to learn to roll the boats. It was what kayaks were known for, after all.
Imagine everyone’s disappointment when the first thing we had to do was… learn to get in the boats without breaking them.
Ah, fiberglass kayaks and concrete pools. Them was the days.
Poor ol’ Freud. He did a lot, but y’know… he made some assumptions that didn’t pan out. Us guys walked around for a generation or two after ol’ Freud thinking that women wished they had what we had.
Turns out, women’re people, and just wanna be treated like people, and generally, they are fairly happy with the genitalia they got. Who’d have thought it? Not Freud.
Freud probably drove some German car, had lots of leather and wood trim, bunch of McWienerschnitzel bags and cups in the back floorboard, Gutta-percha testicles swinging from the trailer hitch, and a big ol’ “Honk if you wish you had one” bumper monogram.
…And still couldn’t work out why the ladies weren’t all impressed with his ride.





















