Do I Ask Too Much From DOG?

Dog, we get along fairly well.  I feed her; I give her water; I rub behind her ears and her back.  I allow her to come to town with us.  She deeply appreciates getting away. Really, I don’t think I ask for too much.  I’ve told her: “Stay off the couch.”  Sometimes, she pretends to be asleep; pretends not to hear. 

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So, I remind her: “Stay off the couch.”

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Again: STAY  … OFF … THE … Couch.  This time, she hears me.

Do I ask too much from Dog?

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Piano Guys Hanging Out With Some Seniors

ThePianoGuys.Com

The visual …

that goes along with the medley, performed by the Piano Guys is unexplainably moving, unexplainably important, a reminder of honoring those who have gone before us.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tyPDQpel8bI&index=9&list=PL7496CDCFFD1B83AC

The theme of community: I am compelled to write about community; and the theme of community, swirls here, in this video.  Let us not forget each other.  

Piano Guys, hanging out with some Seniors. us105fm.com

 

Santa Tracker’s Unexpected Phone Call

 

http://mentalfloss.com/article/32021/why-did-norad-start-tracking-santa

The story is all over the net.  I simply wanted to express my a) appreciation for this story, and b) desire to see this story passed on through the generations.  One man made a choice to think beyond himself, beyond his world, and to respond with a prolific, uncommon, creative, action.  Here is an oversimplified glimpse of the Santa Tracker, with hopes that you will check out one of the two links below.

NORAD http://galleryhip.com/norad-santa-tracker-logo.html

NORAD is the Continental Air Defense Command, now known as NORAD, inside Cheyenne Mountain, in Colorado Springs, CO.  One night, in 1955, a call came in on a red phone at NORAD, a number known only by two people: a four-star general in the Pentagon, and the U.S. Air Force colonel who had that red phone on his desk.  The caller was a child, who asked “Is this Santa Claus?”   

How the U.S. Air Force colonel responded is … quite profound.  So, here are two links to choose from:

  1. Written version … http://www.npr.org/2014/12/19/371647099/norads-santa-tracker-began-with-a-typo-and-a-good-sport
  2. Audio version … http://storycorps.org/listen/terri-van-keuren-rick-shoup-and-pamela-farrell/

Imagination, pending on the substance, can be a wonderful, and redemptive, element of the human soul. 

 

 

Piano Guys For You: 7 Cellos

Good Morning.  Piano Guys, again.  7 cellos.

7 guys, 7 different cellos, working in conjunction, producing something so beautiful.  Is this a metaphor, a reminder, of what community could look like? 

People taking time to connect, and hear each other, and speak words of life into the hearts and lives of each other, and to support each other, on some level.

Again, good morning.

Yuletide Man, ELUSIVE

The following post, rooted in my imagination, should not be taken literally.  Imagination has always been a highly valued resource for me.  As I become older, I try to remember to practice that imagination.   ‘Hope you enjoy.  And, have a stellar Christmas.

Rare glimpses. 

His appearance changes, and there are some odd theories out there, about … where … the man might be, at any given time.  Steven Wright’s theory: 

Yuletide Man: a man, a healthy girth, covers much ground, much air space (without being shot down), undeniably a mysterious man.

Below left: image from satellite of the SOC (Santa’s Operation Center).  Below right: sketching of Santa Claus from a confidential source.

Santa Clause / http://www.flickr.com/photos/walkadog/3794092024/
Possible location where Santa Clause resides and works / http://www.kriss-kringle.com

 

 

 

 

 

Yuletide Man: a man, a healthy girth, covers much ground, much air space (without being shot down), undeniably a mysterious man.  

Visionary, a hope agent, an “other-centered” man; a logistical-minded man, a genius, this  “Santa Claus”.

His has organized a system for the storage of multitudes of gifts, the movement from storage to the loading docks, distribution plans … all of this is amazing.  

A report from a confidential source, classified, slipped through the cracks back in the late nineties, made its way to my desk, with the request to burn the report as soon as possible.  I will get around to that, eventually.  The polar regions (North and South) have always been monitored carefully: some men  / women are about keeping the North Pole safe, a neutral place, where Santa can work; and others are interested in claiming the north pole for strategic purposes, with some degree of ill intent on their minds.    

I attempted to do some research on the security protocols for keeping SOC (Santa’s Operations Center) safe.  A few days after I began my research, the dogs started barking, and I knew we had visitors.  I opened the front door to see a group of ominous looking vehicles: two black vans, with men dressed like SWAT – guys coming out, guns drawn; and three SUVs with running lights on the top.  Long story short: I was asked in depth, about my interest in the security protocols with the North Pole.  I was told that this information is classified to protect Santa Clause and the work he is doing, year round. 

Indeed, the man is truly elusive; not only the man but the work that goes on there.  When NORAD’s Santa Tracker emerged, I experienced some degree of relief, knowing that there are people tracking with SOC.  That link, by the way, is: http://www.noradsanta.org/

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Spiral Notebooks ! !

From the draft on August, ’14

Spirals (notebooks), collected over years, holding so much of my days, specific hours, moments where writing was the right thing to do. Better writers than I have organized their Spirals (color coding?).  

Notebooks & Red Cup
Notebooks & Red Cup

Alas, I am not one of these cool spiral scholars.  In the small room at the top of the stairs to the right, a place that I reluctantly call an “office”, I noticed stacks of notebooks in different places.  I believe that a small hurricane flew to my office, left its tracks, the notebooks landing in a chaotic posture.  These pictures may give you a glimpse of what I am talking about:

Spirals under desk
Spirals under desk

 

Spirals somewhere
Spirals somewhere

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Not too long ago, I experienced a different kind of encounter with spirals, on an outing with my son, a passionate young  wild man.

My son has a black compass-with-(fold up) binoculars, attached to a sharp looking black lanyard.  This week the boy dropped his compass, and one of the binocular lenses popped out, a serious problem to be resolved, immediately.  The idea of my son on an expedition through the Yukon, or backpacking into the wilderness of Alaska, or accepting a dangerous mission in the Himalayas … without his black compass-with fold up binoculars is truly a sobering thought.

We jumped into the jeep, found where his black compass-with fold up binoculars could be replaced.  After the exchange of old for new, we both looked around.  In the Home / Office section, there were …

spirals – – – .25 a piece!

Robust joy, flowing through my being!  Opening up a new notebook, never written in, releasing the words that flow down on to that beautiful, white, first, page is an outrageously cool thing.  I often think of famous authors, using notebooks, like Leonardo da Vinci.

Leonardo da Vinci’s notebook / http://quovadisblog.com/2010/01/25/guest-post-leonardos-notebook/

 

“It doesn’t look like much … no bigger than a pack of playing cards, yet it is one of the most precious objects on display in the new Medieval and Renaissance Galleries in the Victoria & Albert Museum London. The notebook of Leonardo da Vinci which dates from 1490-3 is one of five owned by the museum and it was bequeathed by English collector, John Forster in 1876.”  The comments are from Lito Apostolakou, freelance author, historian, and feature writer at Suite101; she also has a fascinating blog on the history of writing instruments, where she writes about seeing one of Leonardo’s notebooks.  

And, I’ll close with this image: one of Mark Twain’s notebooks.  This picture came from a good blog post, http://http://www.artofmanliness.com/2010/09/13/the-pocket-notebooks-of-20-famous-men/

Twain’s notebook as a cub pilot

 

 

 

Outside the Bottle … the Box? Good Morning!

http://www.boomsbeat.com/articles/4771/20140602/beer-bottles-cover-michael-jackson-s-popular-song-billie-jean.htm

Earlier this week, during one of my regular fitness programs, I was doing some Moonwalk reps (3 sets of 5) …  and I somewhat supernaturally encountered another fitness exercise by a group of guys from Britain, inspired by the same fellow … Michael Jackson, even though I have never been a fan of Michael Jackson.  But life is full of surprises, and sometimes we experience such life-full-of-surprises … outside the box, or even, possibly, outside the bottle.  Here it is, to hopefully pass on a fresh additive to your day.    One minute, fifty-three seconds; otherwise known as 1:53.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hmSX8eX34Hs

http://americablog.com/2013/03/30-years-ago-michael-jackson-created-the-moonwalk.html

Also: Bill Bailey … the original Moonwalk from 1955 …  here is a link.  Recommendation: check out the first part of the video, to see the announcer’s hair style.  Then skip ahead 2 minutes mark ahead to see Bailey’s Moonwalk right away.  Oh, and Good Morning.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y71njpDH3co