On this, a day of happiness (but not for all)




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Merry Christmas to All and to all, well greetings of the seasons (best to you and yours!)

We watched “It’s a wonderful life” which is by far my favorite Christmas movie. I’ve watched it every year for the past 30 years. The movie comprises a series of deep thoughts I have around Christmas.

  1. It doesn’t matter what you believe in, only that good comes from the human heart. There is a never-ending supply of misery in the universe but good is there if we let it in the door.
  2. Beauty isn’t in color
  3. Its really hard to share a phone
  4. Love sees only what is possible (never what has failed before)
  5. George Bailey is everyman (or everywoman to be non-sexist)
  6. No heart beats truer than a person doing the right thing.

Christmas is the joy of sharing love with those around you. It is the moment we can join the greater good around us. It doesn’t matter what god you hold most dear (or for that matter if you hold no god dear) it is about the gift of the season. To share the goodness that is in all of us. That we as humans can reach out to another being and touch that being filling them with joy and happiness.

Regardless of the holiday or the religion supporting it, happy holidays.

My best to you and yours.



If only oh yeah and wait



I hear the ticking clock on the wall. The days are numbered. For the first time in a long time I feel old. I have gray hairs now that I didn’t have before. The number of my birthdays is larger than I think I am prepared to deal with right now. I will be 50 in less than 2 months. I don’t know why that is bothering me so much. I kinda liked 40.  50 seems so much bigger than that.

Oh well. 59 days of freedom left.

What is the measure of a person?

I’ve been thinking about that because frankly of the whole turning 50 thing. What does a person need to do to be considered good?

Do you need a masterpiece?

Is there a defining moment of and for you as a person? If so what is that moment?

The moment you become a parent?

The moment you choose to help someone else, first?

When is it?
What makes me a person?

What will I become?

Anyway – it’s a jumble today.


I wonder if it is possible



So two days ago I was driving along near a road construction site (there have been sites near our house for the past year) and for the second time in less than 6 months I got a roofing nail in the front tire of the car. I am not sure what that ultimately means for what is happening to the car and the road but like the NPR comment of yesterday it is interesting to me.

Out of that thought process came today’s new Random Thoughts:

Random Thoughts:

  • I thought a passport meant you didn’t have to have all the other proof of citizenship stuff. Why is that? Since a passport is supposed to be the “unit” of translation when going to another country.
  • Why is it that people yell at people who are trying to help them?
  • Why do counter people take that abuse. I know the customer is always right, but that is only within the confines of decent behavior. if you yell at the counter person they should have the personal right to walk away.
  • Why do these Random Thoughts keep rattling around in my head?
  • Why do printers not talk to computers? Did the computer say something nasty over USB?
  • When is enough?
  • What is enough?
  • Hey why are we talking about enough, I’ve had enough.
  • Poets who read their poems out loud may have other nasty habits.
  • Expressing emotions takes practice.
  • Why is it that the coldest room in the house is the one you just left?


Sorry – brain jumble is the word of the day today.